1 fog
Early in the morning,
It's foggy.
Endless pitcher,
Clouds and mist,
Fog floats in the clouds like white clouds.
It's quiet everywhere, and there are no people in the distance.
I walked along the fog,
It's like walking through the maze of the world,
It used to be a fairyland,
But why is it a mystery?
It's just that the mood is changing,
There is no fairyland on earth.
I walked in the fog,
I can't see far away,
It's still that cloud that hinders the trip.
I'm still struggling in the fog,
It seems that the beautiful scenery is really imaginary.
Standing on the bridge,
The mist is at your feet,
I feel like I'm walking in the clouds again,
It's a wonderful feeling,
It was the feeling in that dream,
I'm not me anymore,
I'm still the cute little girl in my dream,
But I really grew up,
It's interesting when you wake up.
Like this fog that can't be solved,
Confused me,
Fog is a beautiful thing,
It's just that when the sun comes out,
It's about to break up.
I'm still wandering in the fog,
The scenery in the fog is strange,
Red leaves in the fog,
And flying birds,
The wind blew from my ear,
It's not like in a dream,
Is this fog or a dream,
I looked at them in a strange way,
This is really a dream,
Or fog,
I'm lost here.
It's foggy in the morning,
I seem to have had a dream,
Everything is just an illusion,
I'm still in a fog.
2 fog
In the morning, the fog
Everything wrapped in Shanghai.
In the morning, the fog
Wrapped in the world.
In a vague dream
There are countless tragedies.
Highway closure
Ferry ban
The ship drifted in expectation.
A leaf floated in the fog.
Fall into the earth again
In the fog, a tear laughed.
Flowing into my heart again
There was a rumbling roar in the fog.
That's the construction site of the Shanghai subway.
A tall building looming in the fog.
This is the grandeur of Shanghai.
look
There are flowers blooming in the fog.
But there are also withered flowers.
look
There are new buds spitting green in the fog.
But Ye Er also fell.
The footsteps in the fog are in a hurry
This is the person who hurried to work.
Seasonal blur in fog
This is the warmth of this winter.
In the fog, a brand-new life was born.
In the fog, there are sweet lovers together
In the fog, there is a painful thought of separation.
The story in the fog is hazy.
Bits and pieces of the past in the fog
The vitality of youth in the fog, the delicacy of children
A short meditation in the fog, a permanent pursuit
My friend in the fog, you are elegant and moving.
The words in the fog are full of high passion.
In the clouds
Your desire for love
Your desire for peace
In the clouds
Envy complexity
Simple requirements
In the fog, tall buildings and neon red show prosperity.
In the fog, the shade and grass give off a delicate fragrance.
There is a hint of nostalgia in the fog.
There are also happy laughter.
3 fog
The sun in early winter is gloomy.
The door was unlocked, and I slept with my head covered.
Who lit the cave of the west wind?
The walls of Shan Lan are like ink.
A man who walks on four wheels
Walk into the besieged house.
A courier with a black helmet on his head
Through the virtual water in the network
The sleepy cat wakes up in the afternoon.
Climbed up the windowsill and saw the sea.
Like absorbent cotton in the waves
There must be small fish drifting with the flow.
4 fog
If it is approaching, let
Fuzzy flaw
A lot less pain.
Like a dream, make
Unintentional deception
Be a little gentle.
The earth is shrouded in fog.
Truth and falsehood
virtues and vices
Intertwined with American literature
echo
Can't tell the truth from the fake.
Life, can't
It's so clear,
Things can't
See so thoroughly
Life itself
Precisely
one
A looming dream.
Hazy,
Blurred,
Like fog.
5 fog
The curtain between heaven and earth
Can't see the face of the sun clearly
Reach out and lift it gently.
The veil of mountains and rivers.
Bypass the humidity of your fingertips.
Touch the cold lips of the earth
The river rises gracefully.
A skirt shaken by clouds
The wind is a light dancer.
A leaf boat, hidden or present.
The song of the communist youth league
Wandering in the depths of the sea of clouds
The lights are on and my eyes are dim.
Try to find the way ahead.
Pedestrians are not in such a hurry as before.
But I still got my hair wet
Wet a skirt
Maybe hazy is more beautiful.
Maybe the truth is more true.
Maybe confused.
I can't find the direction.
Let the sun shine.
Clear the original appearance
A clear and bright heart
More obvious distance
6 suck up the last smoke
Take the last breath of smoke.
Dunzhe Ling
The sky whimpered down.
All the people dare not breathe.
Someone is condemning
Someone's leaving.
I have neither condemned
Didn't leave either.
Condemn-condemn who?
Leave-It is more difficult for me to leave than to stay.
Let's all leave.
This place is no longer suitable for revelry.
Let me stay.
Suck the smoke from the sky.
When you set foot on this land again
You will definitely see my statue.
Please see how dark it is!
The sky whimpered down.
You must take something with you before you leave.
But I bet
You can't see what you've paid.
at any time
When you need to imagine the height of the sky
When day and night imprison people's footsteps.
We should shout!
We should charge!
Only fighting can be liberated!
until today
I found the haze in the sky.
Has grown up in everyone's mind.
I really have no reason to leave.
I want to see myself imprisoned day by day.
Imprisoned as the hardest statue made of smoke in history.
Try to suck up the last smoke in the sky.
I made a final confession for the blue sky when I came!
Excerpts from the poems of Dunzhe Ling, an independent scholar, poet, writer and famous scholar in China.