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Looking at you
There is only a trace of the moon left
Hanging in the sky
Time is spent fishing on the crescent moon
I couldn’t help but fall asleep
I stayed by your tired side
Suddenly I lowered my head
I caressed your face, which was already full of laughter. Face
There are tear stains that have been dried by the Beginning of Summer
I wipe them gently
As if they are saying goodbye to yesterday
Those things you said Impossible
One day I will see a miracle
Just like the beginning of summer has arrived
How can you put away your skirt in the beginning of summer
< p> When you entered the village, the spring was indifferentI squatted on the branches of a locust tree, the wind
made my chest swell like a pregnant woman, someone
A sun is drawn in the western sky
For thousands of years, this has been my own village
And you are the only uninvited guest
The You have seen the things you shouldn’t have seen, the things you can’t see
You have seen them all
I raised the smoke from the kitchen, and the talkative sparrow was also seen
I locked my throat and we sat opposite each other
It was already raining heavily in the mountains behind, and I used my gentle
eyes to hint to you that I had lost the ability to speak
< p> It’s better to leave. In just one day, everything has turned upside down and it’s already the beginning of summer.Chapter 2: Beginning of Summer
When I was a child, every time it came to Beginning of Summer
, my mother would be so busy that she would sweat all over her body
setting up a table of delicious food
to eat At dinner, we always say
Eat meat to make you fat, eat bamboo shoots to grow, and eat tofu to make it white
After listening, the seven of us brothers and sisters will pick up the food with relish
Eat vigorously with chopsticks
When I grow up, every time at the beginning of summer
my mother still repeats the familiar saying
Eat meat to gain weight, eat bamboo shoots to grow, and eat tofu to become white< /p>
I looked at my thin, short, dark-skinned mother
I still refused to move my chopsticks first
Now, I am drifting outside
I have to remind my brother at home
At the beginning of summer
stew a bowl of meat, roast a plate of bamboo shoots, cook a bowl of tofu
Go to my mother’s grave< /p>
Recited it several times
Eat meat to gain weight, eat bamboo shoots to grow taller, eat tofu to become whiter Chapter Three Beginning of Summer
It’s Beginning of Summer, I just remembered
I am a person with a hometown
In these years, I have only focused
in and out of words
to improve Chinese rhetoric
Everything is well organized
But I feel guilty
The ten acres of fertile land left by my father
were contracted to the barren land and left untouched
< p> Last night, my father’s coughwoke me up from my dream
His reproachful eyes were rusty on the farm tools
It made my poems ashamed
p>When my father was alive, these ten acres of fertile land were a poem of intensive cultivation
He didn’t like metaphors and overly lyrical words
It was a poem refined by sweat. Every word
It is so full
All the chapters, no weeds grow
My father pruned his character and polished his surname in the poem
< p> Let me read out the integrity and heavinessMy father and I are both crops grown in these ten acres of fertile land
But my poems are The valley
As soon as the wind blows, it floats away
It’s the beginning of summer, I’d better go home
Read the poems left by my father
There
Only you can find your own poetic heart: The Fourth Beginning of Summer
The sound of birds on the branches
The dowry of April in the world
Carried into Lixia’s boudoir
Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road
Falling stars are flying, catkins are like snow
Fragrant with crushed lovesickness
p>The Eyelashes of Beginning of Summer
Is a burnt love poem
The green cloth shirt in memory
Falling in love with the slim oil paper umbrella
The city was awakened by the ignorant summer in this early morning
The small attic is still sleeping peacefully
Charming love< /p>
Lonely ticket wandering
Strange window
The cold gaze of the platform
Stung the green willfulness
< p> Flying long hair repeatedlyReading wandering poems
Missing, sliding down the hair tips
Holding a cup of strong tea silently< /p>
The remaining half of my life Chapter Five Beginning of Summer
Today is the Beginning of Summer
I heard in my body
One gear meshes with another gear The sound
The sound of many gears meshing
Mixed into the roar of the machine
A person walking in the summer
Let the summer change.
Time is a collector
There are many accumulated feelings
Let the summer shine
Tigers and leopards walk through the mountains and forests
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In the summer when the appetite is strong
You can also bite steel and chew iron
Summer is a big fire
It only burns from the heart to the outside
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Burning out the list of heroes
The sound of cicadas on the tree is still there
Pointing to a familiar sky
There are only earthworms Can be used as fishing bait
The whole-hearted fishing career is not for pleasure and entertainment
It is for exploring an opportunity in the dark world
At some point he will have What it feels like when Zhu Hongwu ascends the throne and becomes the emperor
The ones who see the ants climbing the tree are the teachers
The king of children is not Wu Yong, the wise star.
He is looking forward to the bean sprouts and tofu. The chicken outside
The childhood of catching grasshoppers is a bit dirty
Pursuing a love is far more difficult than catching grasshoppers in childhood
It is harder to reach the sky.. ....
Is summer like this?
Eggplants, peppers, cucumbers, beans in the vegetable garden...
By the distant hazy sect Became a clear impressionist
Mom’s scolding was transformed from black melancholy
into a tear-jerking line of poetry
Dad’s gloomy gaze
Who is it?
On the day of Beginning of Summer
Entering your autumn
Who is it?
On Sina Net
With your sunshine online
Who is it
In the afternoon
Spending warm time with your ***
One-on-one soul collision
Heart waves rippling
Beginning of summer
From now on
You are no longer alone< /p>
The world of two people
***Butterfly Lovers
Poetic Yellow River
Singing the Yangtze River
Love of the Great Wall
Flowing in my hometown
No more wandering and wandering
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