Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms
From tomorrow on, be a happy person. Feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea and full of spring flowers. From tomorrow on, write to every relative. Tell them my happiness, the lightning of happiness tells me.
I'll tell everyone. Give every river and mountain a warm name. Stranger, I wish you the same. I wish you a bright future I hope you are all right. I wish you happiness in this world. I would also like to face the sea and spring blossoms.
thornbush
I won't see you tonight. I met everything in the world tonight, but I won't meet you. A fiery hawthorn tree in late summer, like a bicycle of a tall goddess, like a girl who is afraid of mountains standing at the door, she won't run to me! I walked through the dusk, and the wind blew into the distant plain.
I will hug a lonely trunk-hawthorn tree in the twilight! A flash! Hawthorn, I want to sit under your breasts until dawn. Small and beautiful hawthorn breasts, on the bike of the tall goddess and in the hands of serfs, will go out at night.
Miss the past life
Zhuangzi washed his hands in the water, and after washing his hands, his palms were silent; Zhuangzi bathed himself in the water, and his body was a piece of cloth covered with the sound of floating on the water. Zhuangzi wants to blend in, staring at the beast of the moon, bone inch by inch, navel up and down, like a branch, maybe Zhuangzi is me, touching the bark and starting to feel my body.
Kindness, kindness, distressed. The moon caressed me as if I were naked. In and out, my mother gently opened the door for me.
Knowledge expansion
Haizi, formerly known as Cha Haisheng, is a contemporary young poet from Chawan Village, Gaohe Town, Huaining County, Anhui Province. Haizi 1979 15 was admitted to the Law Department of Peking University. 1982 started writing poetry during college. 1983 after graduation, Peking University was assigned to work in the philosophy department of China University of Political Science and Law and became a teacher.
From 1984' s "Asian Copper" to 1989' s last poem "Spring, Ten Haizi", Haizi created nearly 2 million words of poems, plays, novels, papers and notes.
Haizi is a lyric poet, and all his poems are full of romanticism. When we read his poems, we walked into the romantic world he constructed. It shows us an outline prospect, and we begin to look up from the present reality and into the distance. The huge background of the sky and the sea gradually unfolded behind us.
But Haizi said, "Lyric is blood". All his works are red, soaked in blood and produced after burning. His poems show the poet's love and regret all his life, his attachment to all beautiful things, his thinking about life and his lofty excitement and concern.