1, confession
A dark cloud on my chest gradually dissipated.
But I can't accurately call out my mood.
Whisper to the wind and tell the lonely shadow
Don't crush the spring.
Grape peel sugar
Fall into the scars of struggle
Poetry cut in the heart by spring
Into the new green of the manuscript.
Holding a bunch of blue pleats
Acknowledge the invisible power of the body.
Silver coins falling on clothes by moonlight.
Preserve pen and ink and cultivate China's chapter.
2. Christians persecuted for their religious beliefs
Like you, I'm confessing.
Whispering voices passed through the silent corridor.
Dear God who lives in my chest, I
It's still cold in the most poisonous sun in summer.
Trembling.
Anxiety is like a bug that eats leaves.
They keep laying eggs, growing and laying eggs.
It also makes a noisy sound, which is higher than silence.
I will meditate alone on an isolated island.
Light incense in the depths of the ocean
When I found a warm hug in the crowd
Dear God, I still can't forget the lost time.
The wave of repentance will come at midnight.
Fill my beach
Every soul in the world is closely related.
I breathe with creatures.
natural
Air.
Every penitent soul will find peace.
At the dawn of cock crow, skeptics and scoffers
Bow one's head in repentance
3, "Confessions" (poetry) text/moonlight. Qingcang
Crazy for so many years
Willing to disappear without a trace
The relief of waking moments.
This is my confession to you.
Black dream
A cloud of dust passed.
Tears fell several times.
A face of repeated love and hate
In a trance, she annihilated her heart.
Flower-picking bees will never come back to collect honey again.
The flower in my heart withered.
The cruelest punishment
Destroy myself completely
I stand on a mountain full of cold wind.
I'm bowing my head
I'm moving forward.
I am crying
I want to find my love in confusion.
What kind of tomorrow?
shine
The past is broken.
Change remains the same
Once injured
Tianyawugui road
Confession makes me lonely and sleepless.
I keep my perfect memory deep.
Leave your world
Leave like air
4. "I'm guilty"
I admit,
This is my crime.
Made you,
So sad.
I'm guilty,
Sincere repentance.
There used to be,
A cycle of pain.
You treat me,
The real depths of the ocean.
It's used up,
Tolerance and care.
Then walk away,
Always die and never repent.
5. I committed writing/writing.
I was in the dim light.
Write a poem at will.
Every word is crying.
I am in a crowded crowd.
Take her hand.
But being chased by the dust
I used to spend the night in silence.
Try to shout with life.
There are countless souls around.
I disturbed the normal life of mankind.
Changed the trajectory of the star.
An extra gas has been added to the air.
I make the disappointed suffer.
Paralytic satirist
I am guilty.
Waiting for the court to sentence me.
I'm used to beautiful prisons.
Dress up with spirits and smells.
Like the stage of the stars at night
And the silence here.
Every time I hear heavy footsteps.
There is also the familiar sound of metal crash.
The judge wants to ask some questions.
"I'm guilty"
Countless pairs of fingers without tongues reach out to it.
It comes every day.
What do you take with you every time?
A complete person
Be torn
The parts parted happily.
I'll wait.
The judge tore up the scripture
Hit me in the face
"No, I won't."
I put myself in chains.
She is invisible.
But really.
A history that belongs to me.
Repeat this scene.
In a cell without a door
I sat in the corner by the window.
Look at it realistically
A bird flies with the wind.
6.[ Poetry] I'm guilty
be
I think so.
culpable
Refuse to live a good life
Let yourself go.
A neurotic wandering woman
Walking woman
Lose enthusiasm
inherit
An aged or tanned face.
A house with a heart is called home.
Careless houses are called nests.
Yes, I think I am.
be guilty
Home or nest becomes the throat.
Stab/poke/stimulate/spy/assassinate
The all-night fire
Is experiencing extinction in time.
Cold Polaris
Emerged in the red and white mountains of my hometown.
I sleep on a wire rope.
midnight
7. I'm guilty
-to the son with internet addiction.
I am guilty.
There is a stupid sin that has raised you for seventeen years.
I washed your clothes, but I didn't dry them in time
And it affects your going out, negligent crime.
Yes, I bought you a computer and connected it to the Internet.
But you are forbidden to play games beyond midnight.
I'm guilty. ...
So, you are angry.
You're angry.
You are very angry, and you kept silent after eating our cooking.
You were angry and absent-minded when we were washing clothes.
You don't want to reply to me, you are so stupid.
There are two words written on Jiang Mumu's face: hate.
The phone rang. It was someone else's temptation.
The air conditioner is on and the cold wind is blowing.
You're angry.
I'm at a loss.
Has human society developed to this day?
The mentality of these children and teenagers has changed.
The values we have adhered to all our lives are worthless in your eyes.
Right and wrong, love and hate, beauty and ugliness, truth and falsehood, evil and goodness.
In your heart, it is not as hoarse as the vague voice of a commercial singer.
Chatting with strangers on the virtual network.
We raised you 17 years.
But that doesn't stop you from meeting someone online.
A girl with a butterfly tattooed on her arm.
Easy call
Oh! I am guilty. I'm really guilty
My life has given you too much.
And make you lose the sin of feeling sweet and happy.
I did everything for you.
And make you lose your study, life and work skills.
I am guilty of doting! therefore
I decided not to be guilty.
2006.9.
7. In front of poetry, I am guilty-Kenzi
I have 10 coats.
Before poetry and God.
Arrogance, cynicism, lower body
Pretend to be young, affectionate and filial.
Anthomaniac, good cry, good dream, good illness.
In a hundred years, I will be put on trial.
I also have a pair of underwear.
There is a big piece inside.
A black forest full of toxins
I still have a pair of shoes.
Dream shoes
In my shoes, I raised a group of crazy people.
Their father is me.
I found some people complaining about poetry.
In the dream, they are all poets.
I walked into their yard.
Walk into the poetry studio
I can't find the corresponding figures.
As shabby as mine.
A messy place
They all have one or ten masks.
Dirty hanging in the wind
I picked a flower and put it on my head.
Really see the four seasons like spring.
Oh, my god, with a straight face.
Watch me finish these criminal activities.
Black drops of water on my cheeks.
Drip down, it is a piece of deep red blood, fell to the ground.
I cried and cried sadly.
I tried to strangle my soul.
Hold back from crying.
Let tears and crying turn into fireworks
Burn oneself
I have no confession.
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8. The poem of the western fast gun: I am guilty, I review.
Persuade prostitutes to be kind.
You're either really stupid or playing dumb.
It's silly to write it on your face.
The red face is printed with a five-pointed star.
I can't help asking
Have you eaten? China
You don't have to ask or say anything to play dumb.
Look at those corrupt officials.
I'm neither really stupid nor playing dumb.
No desire, no color.
I have no money in my pocket, so I'm afraid of shame.
The self-deprecating remark is
In front of prostitutes
No one can escape the fate of passers-by
But I'm still guilty. I review.
I stole the farmers' food.
have a guilty conscience like a thief
Eating is shameless.
What you are pulling is contempt, abuse and extortion.
My brother silly sister.
One went west.
One became a mistress.
Leave your elderly parents.
Singing pastoral songs all day
Living in a land that eats people and doesn't spit bones.
I can't help asking
Have you eaten? My China
My mind is full of Marxism-Leninism.
Mao Zedong Thought, Deng Xiaoping Theory, Theory of Three Represents
I accidentally fell into the trap of being laid off.
I am guilty, I review.
Can't keep pace with the times
Can't trade power and money
Not black gold politics.
I won't do money laundering.
I'm really useless.
Great young people devoted themselves to the revolutionary cause.
Now I'm a crisscross
fraud
A despicable proposal to serve the enemy.
Accept the favor of capitalism
Every pore is dripping.
Bloody, dirty and inhuman sweat
I couldn't help asking again.
Have you eaten? My lovely China.
I am stupid and slow.
What you learn today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Father's scolding
The teacher's pointer
Spank me every day.
I am guilty, I review.
Study hard by reading.
Understand the truth of being a man
Learn to be thick-skinned
Understand black and white
Apply the art of leadership to
In practical work
Would rather lose everything.
Learn to be stupid and be good.
Learn to be a dog.
I can't help asking the last question.
Have you eaten? The great China.
I am guilty, I review.
Because I've become
A fat mouse.
Hide during the day and come out at night.
Live just to live.
Indulge in one's own joys and sorrows
Dreaming of confetti and gold fans
Didn't take you to heart
This is all my fault.
I am guilty, I review.
The sky is going to collapse with you.
Leave me out of this.
I am scum.
I am an asshole.
I'm a son of a bitch
I am in the minority.
I missed a lot.
The death of someone is not regrettable.
Suffer alive
You should be happy.
How generous I am.
I left everything to you.
Do what you want.
Some people eat and some people play.
I'm satisfied, China!
2004/5/4