Modern poems about eating ducks

I haven't eaten duck for a long time.

I ate a lot in one breath.

Looking at so many broken bones

It's a shame to throw it away.

I'm munching on it.

Sigh straight.

Think about how poor my hometown is.

There are parents in their sixties in the world.

I have a niece who needs feeding.

Children's parents make a living from it.

I have left my hometown.

And a poor puppy.

Remember to eat meat at home every time.

It is always eager.

Waiting to gnaw at the bone

Now I'm alone

have a square meal

Think about the poor eyes of the puppy.

Want to take the bone back?

But I don't have time.

I want to bring my parents to this city.

But I can't eat.

I have been dead for two years.

Grandma in her eighties.

I didn't see her on my deathbed.

Last side

My heart is so sour and painful.

Tears are flowing silently.

Into the ocean of Wang Yang.

Drowned my lonely youth

How I want to lean on my thick arms.

Sleep like a baby.

I'm really tired of living.

Or drink a bottle of wine.

Immediately, without hesitation.

Drink today, when you can ―― enjoy it.

Don't worry about how to face tomorrow's storm.

I don't want it. I don't want to live so tired.

An ungrateful person can go anywhere he wants.

Puppy, puppy

Who told you that you were born at the same time as me?

You are as affectionate as I am.

Stay at home faithfully all day and all night.

Wait patiently for the master to return.

Even though I'd rather be alone.

all one's life