1, "I love you"
Baba lives, draws water, cooks and takes medicine on time every day.
When the sun is fine, put yourself in it like a piece of dried tangerine peel.
Drink tea in turn: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose and lemon.
These beautiful things seem to take me on the road of spring.
So I kept the snow in my heart again and again.
They are too white, too close to spring. Read your poems in a clean yard.
This favor is like a sparrow flying suddenly.
And time is bright, and I am not suitable for being deeply grieved.
If I send you a book, I won't send you a poem.
I want to give you a book about plants and crops.
Tell you the difference between rice and barnyard grass, tell you that a barnyard grass is scary, spring.
2. Suspicious identity
I can't testify. There is snow in the left pocket and fire in the right pocket.
A fire that can start a prairie fire can burn the wall and hurt the fish in the pool.
Can cover roads, cover evil snow.
I have moonlight. I've never been smart.
I have peach blossoms, which never bloom.
I have a strong spring breeze all my life, but it can't blow me down.
I stole a city's chemical plant, office building and museum.
I stole it, but I'm broke.
I am my sinner, let me escape.
I am my judge, judging my own spirit.
I walked in the middle of the night, and there was no trace.
3. "Catch chickens on the threshing floor"
Then I saw a flock of sparrows falling. They looked around and stopped at any grain.
Their eyes are transparent and have light.
Starlings are also in droves, and they are in a hurry.
Wings flutter with the bright wind.
After they all left, the blue of the sky became shorter.
In this village in central Hubei, the sky forces us to watch its blue.
Just as our ancestors forced us to see the narrowness and nothingness in our hearts, they also forced us to go deep into the richness in September.
We are comforted by smallness and hurt by smallness.
It's safe to live like this.
Where did so many millet come from, and where did the golden color come from?
I was given and taken away year after year.
When happiness and sadness are the same color, I am very happy to be thrown away like this.
I don't know who is far away from me, but there is no gap between me and the sky.
4. "My dog is called Little Witch"
It followed me when I limped out of the yard.
We crossed the vegetable garden, crossed the ridge and went north to grandma's house.
I fell into the ditch and it wagged its tail.
I reached over and it licked the blood on my hand.
He was drunk. He said that there is a woman in Beijing who is more beautiful than me.
When they are desperate, they go dancing.
He likes dancing women, watching their hips shake.
He said they would call the bed, and the voice was very nice.
Unlike me, I keep silent and always cover my face.
I ate without saying a word, called "little witch, little witch" and threw some meat to it.
It wags its tail and barks happily.
Xiaowu kept wagging his tail when he grabbed my hair and hit me against the wall.
There is nothing he can do for a man who is not afraid of pain.
We walked to the back of grandma's house and remembered that she had been dead for many years.
5. Goodbye, 20 14
Like a hug in a foreign land: goodbye, my 20 14.
Like the last farewell in a foreign land: goodbye, my 20 14.
I am slow and sentimental, and I am always left behind.
When they waved, I thought there was still time to waste.
I thought there was still a lot of time to waste.
20 14 is like a simple Metasequoia, full of magpies and sunny.
Say goodbye to a tree and many people, and we will never meet again.
May God bless your peace, and may I return to my hometown.
A person who has no hometown is pregnant with the next spring.
Next spring, not far away.
I won't meet my amiable sister again next spring.
But I thank those who have hurt me deeply.
I also thank myself: for the constant innocence I meet every time.
6. diary: I only exist here
Frogs croak, and my soles are not happy.
This kind of happiness is the smell of new wheat and honeysuckle in the arms of a tacky peasant woman.
The smell of sunshine left on pajamas.
No one has knocked on my door for a long time, and the path is full of red.
I quietly fell into this world, and I will quietly hide in everything.
But sadness is always so precious: are you sure I exist?
Will give sympathy, pity, love, hate and parting.
At this moment, the smell of cordate telosma passed through the window lattice.
The insects at the door sing high and low, how many people I have met.
In a world without a partner, I am so rich that I am heavier than a piece of wheat.
But I just bowed my head and accepted the moonlight.
7. Afternoon in Hengdian Village
It happened that the sun was just right, shining on the top of the slope and a row of poplars.
According to a small pond, according to the water grass beside the pond, according to the creeping ferns.
Rape, wheat.
Time is not smooth enough, divided by so many plants.
Divided by cows, divided by ducks in the middle of the water.
Divided by gestures, at the same time, divided by me.
I spent half my life with the time I shared, and my mother patched up a white hair with these odds and ends.
Only everything is jubilant-they constitute another spring.
In this spring, we just warmed Hengdian Village again.
8. What I love is not mine.
At that time, they walked through the pond and their reflections were dancing.
At that time, the clouds were so white that I ignored such a dance.
I saw many things in the breeze: lush and decadent.
In their whispers, they abandoned the human disability.
The light surrounded them tightly.
I just want to howl, just want to howl.
A robbed man doesn't even have the strength to throw a dagger.
I please the world with pain. When I noticed my body, it was old and weak.
Pain is exchanged in many parts: stomach, arms, legs and fingers.
I suspect that I am doing evil in this world and swearing at the blooming flowers.
I doubt that I love the night and despise the morning.
Fortunately, some pains can be omitted: being abandoned, being lonely and being taken in for a long time.
These, I am embarrassed to say: I really don't love them enough.
9. "I want to sleep with you all over China."
Actually, it's similar to sleeping with you and being slept with by you.
The force of collision between two objects is nothing more than the flower driven by this force.
It is nothing more than the imaginary spring of this flower, which makes us mistakenly think that life has been reopened.
In half of China, everything is happening: volcanoes erupt and rivers dry up.
Some neglected political prisoners and refugees, elk and red-crowned cranes at gunpoint.
I slept with you through bullets, and I pushed countless nights to sleep with you at dawn.
I am countless. I met one who slept with you. Of course, I would be led astray by some butterflies.
Think of some praises as spring and a village like Hengdian as hometown.
And they are all indispensable reasons for me to sleep with you.
10, "Go home with mom"
When the road was expanded in the village, the roadbed was destroyed, together with the moon hanging in the sky.
A rain destroyed a little sutra that had just been trampled.
An old woman is pulling a woman who can't walk steadily, and a pair of muddy feet are dragging another pair of feet stuck in the mud.
One voice is wrong, the other voice is right.
My 40th birthday is waiting in the middle of the night, and my mother says I don't want it when I'm 40.
Mom said I was divorced and my 40th birthday was boring.
My mother took my hand home, pulling it so tightly that I wouldn't tremble.
What my mother said was forceful, unlike a patient.
When I got home, the light in my mother's room went out soon.
I left the light on all night, thinking that I could touch the dawn earlier.