In spring, ten Haizi
Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms
July is not far away.
wheat field
The motherland is still a dream.
Poetry written for the night-for the daughter of the night
Land, etc.
Asian copper-Haizi
Asian copper
My grandfather died here, my father died here, and I will die here.
You are the only place to bury people.
Asian copper
What loves to doubt and fly is that birds drown everything except the sea.
Your master is the grass that lives on his thin waist.
Hold the palm and secret of wild flowers
Asian copper
Did you get a look at him? Those two white doves are the white shoes that Qu Yuan left on the beach.
Let's-let's put it on.
Asian copper
After beating gongs and drums, we call our hearts dancing in the dark the moon.
The moon is mainly composed of you.
In spring, ten Haizi
In spring, all ten Haizi came back to life.
In the bright scenery
Laugh at this savage and sad Haizi
How long have you slept?
In spring, ten Haizi growled in a low voice.
Dance and sing beside you with me.
Tear up your black hair, ride on you and fly away, dusty.
The pain of your division is all over the earth.
In spring, Haizi, a savage and vengeful man.
This is the only one left, the last one.
This is children of the night, immersed in winter, dying.
I can't help myself. I love the empty and cold countryside.
The grain there was piled high and covered the windows.
Half is used for the mouth, food and stomach of a family of six.
Half of it is used for agriculture and self-breeding.
Strong winds blow from east to west and from north to south, ignoring night and dawn.
What exactly do you mean by dawn?
Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
July is not far away.
Please extinguish my love for Qinghai Lake.
July is not far away.
The birth of gender is not far away.
Love is not far away-under the nose of a horse.
Lake salinity
So Qinghai Lake is not far away.
Bundles of beehives by the lake
Makes me look sad and charming.
The grass is full of flowers.
Qinghai Lake
My loneliness is like a horse in heaven.
(So the horse in the sky is not far away)
I am that kind of love: the wild flowers sung in the poem.
The only poisonous wild flower in the horse's stomach in heaven
Please put out my love in Qinghai Lake! )
Not far from the green stems of wild flowers, not far from the ancient surname in the medicine cabinet.
The other prodigal son cured the disease.
I have returned to my hometown, and I want to see you here.
So climbing mountains and wading is not far away.
Bones are all over my body.
Like branches on the blue water.
Ah! Twilight in Qinghai Lake
Everything is in sight!
Only the birds that live in May have flown away.
Only the first bird that drank my jewels has flown away.
Only the body of Qinghai Lake is left.
Twilight water.
The motherland still takes dreams as horses.
I want to be a loyal son from afar
And temporary material lovers.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I have to walk with martyrs and clowns.
on the way
Let's put out the fire together. I'll do it alone.
The fire was held high.
This fire is a big flower, which falls to the sacred motherland.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I spent the long nights of my life with this fire.
This fire throws stones at the language of the great motherland.
Deliangshan Chengzhai
Dream of Dunhuang-It will be cold in July.
Skeleton of
Such as white firewood, hard snow.
On the sacred mountain
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I threw myself into this fire, and these three lamps are the lamps that imprisoned me.
Spit out brilliance
Ten thousand people walked under my sword to build the motherland.
The language of
I am willing to start from scratch.
Like all poets whose dreams are horses.
I'd also like to sit at the bottom of the prison.
Of all God's creations, only I am the most perishable, no.
An irresistible rate of death.
Only food is my baby, and I hold her tightly.
Hold her and have a baby in your hometown.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I would also like to bury myself in the surrounding mountains.
See a quiet home
Facing the river, I am infinitely ashamed.
I wasted my years and felt very tired.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Time flies, not a drop remains.
The horse is dead.
If I am reborn on the shore of my motherland in a thousand years.
A thousand years later, I once again owned the rice fields in China.
Kicking Zhou's snowy mountain Tianma
I choose an eternal career.
My job is to be the life of the sun.
From ancient times to the present-Japan-he is extremely brilliant.
Extremely bright
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Finally, it was carried into the immortal sun by the gods at dusk.
The sun is my name.
The sun is my life.
At the top of the sun, there are thousands of bodies of poetry buried.
Kingdom and me
Riding a 5,000-year-old phoenix and a dragon named "Horse"
-I will fail.
But poetry itself will win the sun.
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