.
That year, at the intersection after you left.
Dig a deep hole
Plant your heart.
Wait quietly
.
The wind won't lie.
Shout all the way
The name is as familiar as a peach.
Only the leaves gargle in response.
.
Rain is the truest tear.
Water quietly.
The starry sky
There is a firefly light on.
.
Outside the window, although it is winter scenery.
But I heard
Buried heartbeat
Like a baby being squirmed.
.
A shower of snow
It's missing from afar.
Warm that initial heart
Let the whole winter be as warm as spring
.
Now, at the crossroads after you left.
A tall buttonwood tree has grown up.
A well-built nest
Will you hang a string of lanterns?
Text/Zhang Dan
.
Everyone understands that.
Happiness is, eyes and mouth? , soft and chest.
? They are all very fragile.
As fragile as a broken diamond?
Sharp, sharp, wrapped skin-
Sunshine, sunset, love, tears
.
Everybody's boiling?
The old man is lying in the hospital bed? A crumpled argument.
The low sigh of bones
Sound, life
It boiled in three minutes.
Young people? It is a permanent pure white floating object.
You don't seem to understand fatigue?
The dripping combustion is never in a hurry.
.
Everyone is giving, including
Breathing air, ignition equipment
Dirty palms
The night of the birth of new flowers
.
Everyone is in love.
Giving up,
Not just the blue moonlight.
Not just the sound of the whole universe
Text/Hawkeye
.
On a green leaf in the pool water
Quietly appreciate the lotus of poetry-
You need to be stubborn slowly to blossom.
You have been silent on the green leaves for years.
Sometimes the moonlight refracts on your crystal body.
I can understand the flicker of light.
It illuminates the lotus. Light waves that illuminate the lake,
Much like a fish kiss.
Life on the water always rushes by.
Underwater is as quiet as poetry.
Flowers and leaves keep a sacred connection between lotus roots.
Hiding at the bottom of the lake—
There is no specific place in reality.
I am above the lotus.
You are above the green leaves.
Look at each other in despair.
Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. Reading and Sleeping Poetry Society was founded in October, 20 15 1 16. The mission of the poetry club is to "speak for grassroots poets" and carry forward the "poetic spirit", that is, to pursue the truth, goodness and beauty, artistic innovation and spiritual pleasure of poetry. Now, a collection of poems co-authored by the poet has been published, such as Reading Poems in Spring, Reading Poems and Growing Grass, Yingying Flying and so on.