(Luzhou, Sichuan) Bai Lianchun
Once, I traveled through Chengdu countless times.
Every time, I want to pause for a long time.
Everyone wants to reach out and touch those souls who rest in Chengdu.
I even want those souls to take me away.
Once, I guessed Chengdu countless times.
I don't know where Chengdu started
I wonder how many people are crossing Chengdu with their lives.
Chengdu is where they started.
Or the place to arrive.
I don't know how many people fell in Chengdu.
How many people get up at Chengdu Railway Station?
Chengdu, where no one fell, is not Chengdu.
Chengdu, where no one stands out, is not Chengdu.
There is no doubt that Chengdu is not made of stone.
Chengdu is not made of glass.
Of course, Chengdu is not made of crystal or gold.
Chengdu is made of iron, and iron is a substance.
At the same time, it's also a skill of striking the iron.
Chengdu is a melting pot.
Chengdu is burning upward, forward and in all directions.
At least10,000 kg of salt is precipitated from each pore.
There is water on one side and fire on the other.
When Chengdu is in the water, Chengdu is hard.
Chengdu is on fire, but Chengdu is soft.
When I arrived in Chengdu in the morning, I was still a baby.
I left Chengdu in the evening. I am an old man.
This does not mean that Chengdu is a thing of the past.
Absolutely not! Chengdu is just a whirlpool of years.
A sweet dream. How many people are there besides me?
Want to sleep gently in Chengdu's arms
I want to wake up slowly in the arms of Chengdu.
Really, I want to be a spur.
Since then, it has been deeply rooted in the lumbar vertebrae of Chengdu people.
Let Chengdu suffer, let Chengdu belong to me.
Sweat on the forehead
Shed a tear in the corner of my eye.
Really, I want to be one of them.
Those souls who rest in Chengdu
(About the author: Bai Lianchun, 1965, a native of Shawan Township, Luzhou City, Sichuan Province. 15 years old, ran away from home, first became a soldier, then wandered, and then worked. At the end of 2008, he returned to his hometown, rented a house by the Yangtze River, wrote poems, essays, novels and screenplays. Occasionally earn a little money by publishing, and eventually achieve nothing, still satisfied. A lot of beauty in this world has never been obtained, and I still love it)