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stubborn
Coming out of hell,
No more fear,
If heaven is rejected.
Never go back.
-Here's to this.
Stubborn play.
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memory
Memory said:
I am salt.
Don't blame me.
Sprinkle it on your wound,
Make you miserable.
Swallow me with pain—
I want to blend in with your blood,
I want to blend in with your sweat,
I'll let you
Stronger than all the pain.
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Moshangsang
Thank you for giving it to me
Tender mulberry leaf
I chew the sunshine of strangers.
Qingming filar silk rain
I am tying myself up for you.
Go and get you soup.
A ray of light.
Clear rain, strange sunshine
Life again and again depends on you.
Go to the outside world
Li Qian Wan Li Silk Road
Look back at the mulberry leaves on strangers.
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A kind heart
A kind heart
Are you going to hug everyone?
he
Will hug your hand
Squeeze your throat suddenly
Stop pinching you.
Throw it on the ground
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Heishijiao
Life: the sea. ..... This is a poem of mine.
-Excerpted from notes
A row of clouds floated from the other side of the sea.
Gray-black clouds with wind.
riding the winds and breaking the waves
Close to the sea
From the horizon.
Stir up the horizon
With a strong crossbow
Announce a thunderstorm
Is about to cross the ocean
No breakwater
1 killed the last typhoon.
Pushing dark clouds like manta rays.
Dark clouds push the sea.
Run your teeth and jump on me
Where the wind is going.
The trees on the shore bend their backs.
Bai Ou folded his wings.
The fish dived to the bottom.
Almost all sentient beings
They all retreated.
have only
Don't bend, don't soar, don't dive.
Faithful guardian of the ocean
In cold air and water.
With silent fanaticism
Mu Li is not the first time to come.
This is not the last time.
In a thrilling melee.
Experience the greatest happiness.
Hit by its lightning.
And then it flashed by.
Be submerged by its dark clouds
And then collapsed with the wind
Being hit by its turbid waves.
And then smashed to pieces.
Woke up the dying man.
Awaken the lost soul
Only some dark rocks.
Scars cut by wind and waves
Rough and unremarkable black rocks.
Never give in to the sea
Never betray the sea.
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The fifth song of Fifty Strings
Gloomy days
snowy day
No wine is lonely.
It is cold without carbon.
You come from the frozen road.
Charcoal in snowy days
I am a dusty wine.
You warm me, I heat me, I cook me.
Light my flame with your flame.
I can't bear to watch you burn to ashes.
You can't bear to see me drunk.
The window is carved with ice flowers.
The wardrobe is like spring.
Gratitude and comfort
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emphasize
Walk in
On the field in autumn
I asked old Tolstoy:
all
mature
Does everyone have to bow their heads?
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