Sun invincible
The sun shone into the stone wall of the mountain.
Shan Ye was stewed into ochre skin.
Mountains, mountains, water, birds and sounds
The warmth melts in the ripples of the halo
The wind does not move, and the clouds do not disperse.
All the scenery stays in the hot season.
There is no wind and it is cloudy tonight.
The moon can't stand the sun.
Temptation like fire
Hide in the lake and bathe in the cool.
Cicada sighs and laments that life is fleeting.
The old cat looks at the fish in the pond.
I can't catch the water again and again.
Fish's tail and fins
I'm at my desk
There are some empty bottles on the table.
There are also manuscripts and pens.
Drunk my heart
Strong feelings burned my language.
All reserved transformations are opened in.
In the reflection of a bunch of white bones
Editor's comment:
I am in front of my desk. There are several empty wine bottles, manuscripts and pens on my desk, which makes me drunk. Fierce feelings burned my words, and all the reserves were transformed and opened in a cluster of thoughts. In this hot summer, we all long for a touch of coolness, but only those fiery poems accompany us in the reflection of the mirror, and we are not drunk. In this hot summer, the scenery and warm wind are resting. Even the moon can't stand the sun, it is like a fire, hiding in the lake to take a bath and enjoy the cool. This poem is fluent in language, rich in association and full of modern flavor. Thank you for your contribution, Bing Xin. I recommend it to you.