Xiamen poetry

There is a hand to repair nature,

The Fujian garrison is the same today as in the past.

The old base is still there,

Remembering the hero under the sunshine stone.

(Gulangyu Island, Xiamen)

Cai Yuanpei-Tianfeng Town is full of powerful waves and commanding. Insects, sand, apes, and cranes are sometimes exhausted, and the righteousness cannot be scoured.

Gulangyu notes

(Yunnan) Yu Jian

I slow down here.

I want to express my feelings here.

I accept romanticism here.

I followed the patrol to the seaside.

Like/kloc-knights of the 0/9th century.

Singing between the old house and the beach

Praise roses and nightingales.

Another piano died.

The sea continues to play.

A stranger with an umbrella stood on the shore.

Leading a dog made of fog

Hai Wa threw his yellow slippers on the beach.

We thought it was a ship.

Dajielao pearls

Do you know Ms. Shu Ting?

She knows contemporary poetry.

Deeper than chen more.

A group of cats occupied the old house.

Inheritor aristocratic demeanor

Wanderers go far away.

Become humble and illiterate

Blue hair has just been straightened.

White hair rolled up.

Beethoven made a curtain call with the storm.

Chopin stepped onto the stage in the moonlight.

The screen opener screamed in the sea.

I vaguely think of peacocks.

So I was silent.