Gaocun village
Sitting in the sedan chair of time
Bees hold flowers, and a tree makes a forest.
The butterfly is laughing.
Mountains and rivers stretch into the distance.
It's too far away
sedan-chair bearer
Step by step thinking
The mountain is high and the road is long. How long has it been?
I can't find a cup of tea.
I lost my dream.
The sedan chair spans the bridge of the nose.
Like a distant ridge
People who can't walk past
day by day
Put yourself on the road.
The village is in the eyes and anxious in the heart.
People who have lost their ideas.
All in one corner
The road is long.
There are no pedestrians on the long road.
One road is completely unbalanced.
Like a stick
Hit the village hard on the head
The faint smoke in the kitchen is floating in the world.
This tall old apricot tree.
Germination produces some vivid ideas.
Suddenly one day was blown away by the wind of time.
This cave warms the caves in the mountain village.
After so many ups and downs, I'm too old.
The old man even lost the windshield glass door.
This mountain village where the sun runs.
I saw several old people who were slow to move.
Protect the land in front of you and the mountain gods in the distance.
This surging spring wheat field.
It seems to be crossing the cold-covered plateau.
Smoke from the kitchen wafted faintly from Nitou Mountain.
Leave the post horse
The steed leaves a memory
The mountain forest draws spring water.
A road, a roof.
how far
After the romance, the mountains are bright and the waters are dark.
How many autumn leaves are scattered?
Ice and snow are cold, and spring buds are hot.
Pick an oil lamp and set foot on the snowy plateau.
The horse left the post horse.
Spring leaves five springs.
Carry one's back far away
Running village
A village running in a hurry
I was in a hurry all the way
Autumn leaves accidentally fell to the ground.
Birds compete to spread their wings.
A big tree with beautiful trees in the forest
Be someone else's beam
Xiao Mu, a small tree, twisted into smoke.
Float over the head into the distance.
Ancestors drank and ate meat, and rode horses and herded sheep.
Dream of grass weaving
Climb up the hill step by step
The House of Representatives raised its neck.
Trying to convince myself
The wise man said.
The building is rising step by step.
The village walked past itself and went to dream.
When the migratory birds return, the locust tree courtyard becomes.
Heaven from south to north
Running tree
Running trees carry stories.
Dust and poetry
Country notes
Glaciers look in the mirror and the sun takes pictures.
Magpies fly to the branches.
Sing from the mountain road
A season has begun.
Running tree
Like a village beard.
Standing at the entrance of the village, handfuls
Smooth things out.
Old house
These houses that protect the memory of their hometown
A house guarding an acre of three-point rations
These houses that haven't set off fireworks for a long time
A house that no one has set foot in for a long time
Sparrows will never come to noisy houses again.
A house with a bent roof.
A house with weeds approaching the threshold
A house where the lock doesn't know the key
A noisy house for generations
One year, the sun came out one day.
Children and grandchildren shut the door and turned away.
There are not many springs in your fingers.
Why is the house so old?
In a few days, I will grow old with anxiety.
It's too old to shake the snow off the tiles.
Daimon Masaru's considerate house.
Daimon Masaru can't see people coming back from afar.
The tree walked from the front of the house to the entrance of the village.
Climb the ridge from the village entrance.
Look around with the wind
Ask the owners of these houses.
The house wants to smell the smoke from the kitchen.
Shen Wancang, male, member of Chinese Writers Association, vice chairman of Qingyang Writers Association. He published four poems, such as Heart Smile. His works have been published in Poetry, Star, Flying, Shuofang and other newspapers. He won the third prize of the 3rd Shanghai Literature and Poetry Competition, the excellent thesis award of the National Poetry magazine, and the 3rd and 4th Gansu Yellow River Literature Awards.
(Invited editor: Guo Xiaoqi)