"Taking dreams as horses" comes from Haizi's poem.
Take dreams as horses (or name: motherland)
Author: Haizi
I want to be a loyal son from afar and a short-term material lover.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I have to follow the path of martyrs and clowns.
Ten thousand people put out the fire, and I held it high alone.
This fire is great. It blooms and falls in the sacred motherland.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I spent the long nights of my life with this fire.
This fire is great, the language of the motherland, and the Liangshan walled city built of stones.
Dunhuang, with dreams as its top priority, is freezing cold in July.
Such as white firewood, hard snow.
On the sacred mountain, like all poets who take dreams as horses.
I threw myself into this fire, and these three lamps are the lamps that imprison me and spit out brilliance.
Ten thousand people walked through my knife to build the language of the motherland.
I am willing to start from scratch, just like all poets who take dreams as horses.
I'd also like to sit at the bottom of the prison. Among the creations of the gods, I am the only one who will rot.
At an irresistible rate of death
Only food is my baby, and I hold her tightly.
Hold her and have a baby in your hometown.
Like all poets who take dreams as horses, I am willing to bury myself in
Looking at the quiet home on the surrounding mountains.
Facing the river, I am infinitely ashamed. Time flies, I'm tired.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Time flies, not a drop remains, and a horse dies in the water drop.
If I am reborn on the shore of my motherland in a thousand years.
A thousand years later, I once again owned the rice fields in China.
There are also the snow-capped mountains and Tianma in the Zhou Dynasty.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I choose an eternal career, my career.
Is to become the life of the sun.
He has been brilliant and radiant since ancient times.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Finally, it was carried into the immortal sun by the gods at dusk.
The sun is my name and the sun is my life.
The burial of the sun on the top of the mountain, the body of poetry, the Millennium kingdom and me
Riding a 5,000-year-old phoenix and a dragon named "Horse"
I will fail, but poetry itself will win with the sun.
The picture shows a photo of the poet Haizi.
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Brief introduction of the author
Haizi, formerly known as Chang Haisheng,1was born on March 26th, 964 and grew up in the countryside. 1979 15 was admitted to the law department of Peking University, and he began to write poems during his college years. 1983 after graduation, Peking University was assigned to work in the philosophy department of China University of Political Science and Law. 1On March 26th, 989, he committed suicide in Shanhaiguan, at the age of 25.
In the poet's short life, he kept a holy heart. He was not understood by the world for a long time, but he was a poet who tried his best to impact the limits of literature and life in the history of China's new literature in the 1970s. Haizi began to write poems in 1982, and was then called one of the "Three Poets of Peking University".
1984 He created masterpieces "Asian Copper" and "The Sun of Al", taking Haizi as his pen name for the first time. In less than seven years from 1982 to 1989, Haizi created works of nearly 2 million words with extraordinary enthusiasm and diligence, and published Land, The Works of Haizi and Luo Yihe, Poems of Haizi and Complete Poems of Haizi.