Go ahead, prose poem.

I left a prose poem 1. Last night, in my dream, I went to the dog kingdom.

The dog kingdom is playing the Spring Festival Evening to celebrate the arrival of the Year of the Dog. I went to see my dog show.

The dog performing on the stage barks at the dog watching the performance under the stage:

"Here comes the poet!"

I looked back at the entrance and didn't see anyone coming in. Looking around, I didn't see a figure.

A person has walked for decades.-Decades? I don't know.

Anyway, it's not the college entrance examination, so it doesn't matter if you can't answer correctly.

Except for a few friends, the rest are poems and dogs. I'm really glad that the Year of the Dog is coming.

In fact, no matter which year, I am very happy, really happy. Or what?

My dog performed a poem and recited my silly master, but it was also cheered by the whole audience-specifically, the barking of the dog.

I'll execute it after reading it.

"The poet is gone!"

The dogs barked together again, and I realized that they were flirting with me on purpose.

Is it a poet who writes poetry, and then soaks a bowl of bean sprouts and grows a pot of garlic sprouts?

What a good dog! After all, it is a dog!

One day, I suddenly found that I lost myself.

I couldn't laugh or cry at first, just like a puppet.

Fingers are too wide and time is too thin.

I went too far.

There was a faint cry in the sky.

I heard my name in that vague tone.

just come back

just come back

I walked so far that I forgot where I left.

Looking back, it was deserted.

Knock ... knock ... knock ...

Did you hear that?

The sound of marbles when I was a child

I saw you prostrate on the ground.

My clothes are covered with dust.

There is mud under the nails.

Not to mention your Xiaohua Mall face.

However, your smile is so brilliant, so brilliant.

I almost forgot it was me.

Hee hee ... hee hee ... hee hee ...

Did you get a look at him?

You are rolling in the snow with a group of friends.

You snowball in the yard.

Roll until all the friends can't push it with all their strength.

Roll until it's obviously the cold of heavy snow closing the mountain, but you're sweating all over.

Until that moment, you think time is eternal.

Your frozen red hand covered up the heat with your mouth not breathing properly.

I saw your smile again.

Your little eyes are squeezed into a crescent by you.

Pale face flushed with cold.

There is still a little frost on the tip of my hair.

You laughed again, so loudly.

So everyone laughed, and so did I.

Wow ... wow ... wow. ...

Do you feel it?

You are on the playground with a group of children.

Everyone has a small drum and bell in his hand.

There are people in your command post.

Everyone held their breath and looked up at the sky.

The moon is dark and windy, and the earth is covered with a hazy veil.

Suddenly, a dark cloud covered the moon.

So a group of friends began to jump and make noise, and their little toys rattled.

Until the dark clouds show the moon.

You hold your breath again and wait for the next prayer.

The dignified expression on your face made me forget that you were a child.

Watch you pretend to be serious, order your friends not to talk, and quietly look up at the moon.

I have tears in my smile.

I forgot that you didn't know what society was at that time.

Your daily life is to finish your homework in class, play marbles with your friends and pick wild fruits in the mountains.

Occasionally, I take my friends to barbecue by the river, and go to the mountains to pick flowers for my mother without telling adults.

At that time, your heart was pure enough to pinch a piece of water.

Come back, come back.

Go too far, don't forget to turn back.

It's raining here, the mountain is going to collapse, and it's blue all night.

It's foggy outside and haggard inside.

It is all caused by missing.

It's all human feelings

How did we become like this?

Everyone is lonely.

I am more haggard than before.

I don't want this.

But that's all.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, thin people.

I laughed, you forgot.

I cried and you left.

I seek, you hide; I'll go after it, but you don't.

You feel lucky that I stay out at night.

However, as the saying goes.

That's all, that's all.

Those that have already flown away, those that have already disappeared,

Your beauty

Damn it.

Anger was deeply swallowed up again,

Read it, it's thousands of miles away again.

There are green mountains and green waters outside the mountain, and the fog is heavy.

Crows laugh at people's hearts when there are small bridges running in the mountains.

Either the water is thin or the mountain has collapsed.

Either the bridge collapsed or people were flooded.

Cold comes and summer goes, the four seasons cycle, and spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking.

That's it, that's it.

I'm fine alone, too

I was here, but you left.

I'm waiting. You're divorced.

I found it, but you forgot.

I forgot, but I remembered again.

Sadness, wind, water, ruthlessness.

When lonely, flowers are green and red;

I'm the only one haggard.

Once the sea, yes, it is difficult to water.

I started from the beginning again.

What do you want me to do?

How can I be black alone?

It began to rain again outside the window, dripping ideas and ticking.

When I leave, I never want to come back.

Everything is seen through,

What is mean and what is melodramatic?

What words, how wonderful

It's all nonsense.

This is just an absurd dream.

I'm leaving, dear, I'm leaving; Go back to the place where I started, as if I had never known you, her and myself.

Dear, I'm leaving; Throw away the sadness that once stood by the window, as if the sky is always sunny and the sunrise is always gorgeous.

Dear, I'm leaving; When I go to a strange place, no one will take off my headphones and smile to understand my sadness.

Dear, I'm leaving; Leave the space of free nostalgia to memory, and slowly build a wall with books, surrounded by weakness, indifference and strength.

Dear, I'm leaving; Forget the pain of staying up late, drinking beer alone, uneven work and rest, and drying the residual temperature of brain cells.

Dear, I'm leaving; Buried for many years, who guarded the tenderness in the moonlit night, who listened to the single cycle in the Internet cafe.

Dear, I'm leaving; How many memories have been deleted, and the sadness that can't be returned, don't let it drag on time.

Dear, I'm leaving; Take away your comfort, listen to the sadness you know in the song, leave you, leaving only cold numbness.

Dear, I'm leaving; Put away my truth and narrative, a strange heart can endure that strange cold and powerless description.

Dear, I'm leaving; Forget my mask, abandon his indifference and go on strongly. The horizon is beautiful for your rainbow.

Dear, I'm leaving; Short hair, school uniform, blurred eyes, pretending, or really numb.

Dear, I'm leaving; I was so scared that one day, I forgot yesterday. You passed me, do you remember, the same coffee, cup after cup.

Dear, I'm leaving; Forget me, don't feel sorry for me, go on alone.

You go on, I go on, and there will never be an intersection.

Stop getting drunk and call me and cry.