Author: Ye Ting
The topic is: six-faced layman
The doors that people come in and out are locked,
The hole the dog climbed out of was open,
A voice shouted:
Climb out and set you free!
I long for freedom,
But I also know-
How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole!
I hope that one day,
Underground fire,
Burn me with this living coffin,
I deserve eternal life in fire and blood.
Mixed feelings of plane crossing Qinling Mountains
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Author: Ainong
Hovering in the sky that belongs to history
Keep the distance between time and space.
There is neither ecstasy nor sadness.
Keep your head down
Below it is a land of war.
With the bronze Ge iron mine buried today.
With guns and bullets that don't need to blink.
With rumors and rumors caught off guard
Struggle with each other and degenerate into habits.
With a cold feeling and indifference
How many people pierced the chest and heart?
Hovering in the sky that belongs to history
Keep your distance and avoid sadness.
/kloc-the truth below 0/000 miles
You can only see through the clouds in the window.
You can only see it through the deliberately processed tourist picture frame.
You can only see it through poetry and songs.
Utopia in Nasheng Tang Dynasty
Semantic warmth brewing in cultural history
Before landing
The mountain and river phantom of retinal residue
Should it be cleaned?
Is it timely?
Give yourself full encouragement.
It all depends on the face of the customs officer.
It all depends on the conscience of pheasant drivers outside the airport.
It all depends on how many blackmail spies there are in the city.
As for underground archaeological excavations,
Castle on the ground with her husband
Leave it to the swarming tourists.
Spoil it.
Invite for a drink
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Author: Ainong
Maybe it's right to indulge in wine.
Alcohol keeps you warm.
Giving you is colder than feeling.
The misty eyes make you ignore.
It's better than letting you see everything
Drunk bed
Better than sitting at a table.
It may be right to indulge in wine.
Anesthetize some nerves
From being alarmed by the collapse of social right and wrong.
Get drunk all day
Ordinary people will not be trapped by the constant chaos in the streets.
Long-neglected fatigue
More honest than well-dressed people in parliament
Only people who drink will keep their names.
Maybe negativity is more positive than positivity.
Maybe it's better to be depressed than to cheer up.
Maybe confusion is more sober than sobriety.
Maybe maybe more sure than sure.
It is right to indulge in wine.
Lonely song
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Author: Ainong
Because of loneliness
Between night and night
We occupy each other.
be streaming with sweat (from fear or physical exertion)
By all means of conquest
Disintegrate the body and empty the mind
Because of loneliness
Let's be good at snooping
Grope in the dark
I have no choice.
Can not refuse
Because of loneliness
We decided to hurt each other.
By all means consistent with human nature
Despair with each other
Because of loneliness
We are lazy to wait.
The perfect excuse for love.
Because of loneliness
Our final destination is vagrancy.
Because of loneliness
August cup
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August passed away with beautiful scenery.
The river rises and falls smoothly.
Now look at the sky.
The sky is higher than before.
Sometimes I think.
A real poet sits in a cup in August.
Look up at the clouds coming and going.
Maybe I won't see you clearly in my life.
An empty cup is full of my disconnection.
An empty cup-have you ever heard me shout!
Father in an empty cup
The whip in our hearts binds us together and lashes us.
Poetry at night
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-For the daughter of the dark night
Night rises from the earth.
Cover the bright sky
A barren land after harvest
Night rises in your heart.
You come from far away, and I will go to far away.
It's a long way through here.
There is nothing in the sky.
Why give me comfort?
A barren land after harvest
People took away a year's harvest
Take the grain and get on the horse.
What is left in the ground is buried deeply.
The pitchforks sparkled and the straw piled on the fire.
The rice was piled in the dark barn.
The barn is too dark, too quiet and too greasy.
It's too desolate. I saw Yan's eyes in the harvest.
Birds like black raindrops.
Fly from dusk to night
There is nothing at night.
Why give me comfort?
Walk on the road
Raise your voice and sing.
A strong wind blew over the hill.
There is an endless sky above.
Dawn (1)
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I clean the sky and the earth.
Go back to strangers.
I waited alone, and I waited gloomily.
Two In the snow, February rain.
The spring water has flowed in vain
Who are the flowers for?
Wheat that is always so beautiful and hurt
Spitting fragrance, standing on the mountain.
The desolate land bears the thunder of the desolate sky.
The scroll of the holy book is my wing, so bright.
Sometimes today seems gloomy.
The second volume of the holy book is dirty and happy.
Of course, it's also my injured wing.
The desolate land carries a more desolate sky.
My empty land and sky
It is a combination of the first volume and the second volume.
My holy book is my heavy and divided body.
With rain, snow and tears in February
The wind is beautiful.
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The wind is beautiful.
Xiao Feng is beautiful.
Mammals in nature are beautiful.
The water is beautiful.
water
no one can match you
The moment of speaking is beautiful.
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