Can Xue’s modern poetry

1 Hat

I never look at the weather

I just like to wear a tall hat

I don’t care if I picked it up

Or papery ones

Always showing off in front of others

Even if it is a cuckold

2 Xuan Zang

A person

Starting from Chang'an

All the way to the west

A person

Starting from the Tang Dynasty

Through the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties

A person

Starting from a book of scripture

In the hearts of countless people

Meditate

3 Winter

The cock crows

The sun shines through the warm quilt

Get up

Bend down in the snow

Pick up cotton

Carry it back bag by bag

Let it bask in the sky

Let the wind dry slowly

4 poetry awards

One award after another

Makeover

Just like the emperor's New clothes

That naked body

Can’t be fooled

A three-year-old child

5 dogs

A toad dog

Wearing a red vest

With its tail raised

From in front of you

Walking swaggeringly

As if following a

big shot

6 early morning

A few whistles

pry open the wood of dawn Bolt

The wind stepped on the slippery road

Walk carefully

As soon as the sun went out

I fell down

Plum blossoms guard the green branches

Eyes are red and swollen

The top of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is confused

I stretched myself

< p> Reach out for the subway

Place every chess piece

7 Canxue

Xue uses the vanguard team

Take shortcuts

< p> A sneak attack on last night's dream

The sun lifts Dawn's hijab

The Qinling Mountains are revealed

A face of vitiligo

8 scans Snow

It has been falling for several days in succession

As the old saying goes

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their door

Being hung in the air by the tall buildings in the city

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Don’t talk about a piece of snow

Many things

I think

There is no door

9 nights

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A piece of snow

Confuses black and white

Makes a rooster

Cry over and over again

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Dreaming is like a mouse

Hiding in a hole in the wall

Dare not show your head

10 The snow is still falling

The snow is still falling

The temperature follows the electric poles on the street

Sliding into dusk

Walking in the mud at night

A few words Tangled up in sleep talk

The delayed bus

The mood of going home

Left in the middle of the road