Prose Poetry: July

The flame of July

An arrogant man braved the heavy rain.

March on the earth

Endless baking

Scorching wind.

But I can't help it.

Hetangli

The fragrance of red flowers and green leaves

The echo of cicada

More like Sanskrit.

In the thick shade of trees

Comfortable and cool

Only Tian

A group of people wearing straw hats.

Bend over the back of the bow

Sweaty farm work

That's a mountain man.

Half a year's hope

Walking through the lush Yuan Ye

I've done it more than once

Thinking and reviewing

This picture

No, it's me

Hometown haunted by dreams