Appreciation of Prose Poetry "Populus euphratica in Autumn"
The late autumn sunshine drives me
into the wilderness far away in the Gobi
The red The yellow and white mountains and rivers
The breathtakingly beautiful Populus euphratica
But it is the red tide that is strong and strong
It has been interpreting the two worlds of life and death for thousands of years. Witnesses to the world
Your life has impressed the fragile souls of generations
How can the heart that loves you not arise spontaneously
Leave Entering you
I get close to beauty
I feel the extreme of harsh environment
And your tenacious pursuit of life
Walking into you
It makes people feel that the sky is bluer and the heart is clearer
The environment is not scary. What is scary is losing the courage to survive
The wind of the wilderness takes away I lost your past but awakened my future
Standing at the end of the road
I will find that you are radiant in the eyes of others
Although I can't change the harm caused to you by the environment
But you are the only one close to me
What you outline is not just the vicissitudes of life
but
Wind-stained red leaves - my legend of beauty
Rooted in the wilderness - my pursuit of love
Although the sun has fallen
But the night sky is still there
The cold stars and moon will seduce me
I can still see your tenacious figure in my dreams
Maybe someone will ask me gently
< p> Who is the most beautiful in autumnI will give her the only answer in the murmur of dreams
Populus euphratica - you are the most beautiful in autumn