Modern poetry about temples: a temple was submerged by absinthe.

Editor's Note: Temples are Buddhist buildings. The author of the poem "A Temple is Submerged by wormwood" wrote about the feeling of being submerged by wormwood. Let's enjoy it below.

Is the end of the world coming?

Is there anything to hide? Or clear what?

You embarrass the god of creation and shame the silent earth.

A wizard who flooded the temple with absinthe.

?

Is to put the Loess Plateau into this green net bag.

Still have to stop the snow from kissing.

The opening of flowers and the fragrance of lilies?

Cover the mountains with the bride's veil.

For example, 99' s daughter is red and squatting on a standing hill?

Still have to let the stones on the shore support the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers.

Then use cold time to separate the ice.

Let those races lurking in rivers and fish schools

Free collusion, not being detected by the wind?

?

Oh, forget it. Hide a village in the snow.

Even without windows.

A ray of light can't shut off the spring next year.

When the bell of the temple rings, the clouds in the morning light are clear.

Those falling stars, crack?

Light wormwood blocked by frost.

It seems that there are immortals everywhere and Buddha's light everywhere!

Author: Yang Huijuan

Wechat official account: Southwest Contemporary Writers Magazine.

This article is an original article, the copyright belongs to the author, and it may not be reproduced without authorization!