Modern Poetry: How can I sleep peacefully tonight?

At this moment

I am still flying in the song, and next to me, the new tea is glowing

The afternoon sun is gently caressing the strong grass

< p>After a while, after crossing the zebra crossing, my daughter will fly like a bird

But what’s wrong, on the other side of the mountain

I heard that a hundred atomic bombs resounded through the sky at the same time

Millions of people have been displaced

A cup of calm water cannot be placed in the square basin

I always thought that the destruction of the four poles and the rift of nine states were only for Nuwa Myths and legends

I always thought that the shaking of the mountains and the earth was just the wagging of the dragon's tail

But under my feet, it was clear that the mountains were breaking apart and the houses were collapsing

Everything fell apart in an instant. Home abandoned

The earth roars like thunder

Like a flood raging like a tsunami that fills the sky like an overturned nest

It is not just the darkness torn apart by lightning

< p> It’s not just the madness of running wildly

It’s not just the anger of the sky and the hatred of people

Wenchuan, the shock is in you and the pain is in my heart

I am thinking of you. , my poor Wenchuan

You are so weak and heartbreaking

Standing in the middle of a small town that is ten times bigger than you

I really want to hold you tightly Hold you in my arms

Wash you carefully

Spring is not far away yet

The scarlet roses of early summer are dazzling

We are harvesting the wheat fields on the ridge

Who is it? Opened the box of Bodora

In 2008, my troubled China

At this moment of welcoming the centenary Olympics

I cannot forget the once-in-a-century event Ice-breaking journey

Watching the robbers smash and loot at the sacred summit again

Unable to take a breath, the plague of hand, foot and mouth disease is spreading again

The rain is falling , God, how could you not burst into tears

Please look at the corpse of the girl floating in the river

Please look at the 60,000 people who were hit by the earthquake without any news

Look at the 1,200 students buried under the teaching building

Look at the groans under the rubble

Think of the tent under the cold rain

Think about the wounds that are in desperate need of blood

Think about the orphans who lost their parents in the blink of an eye

How to sleep peacefully tonight?

Stop the cup and set the chopsticks. I am speechless and ask the sky,

When will the four poles be upright and Jizhou will be at peace?

When will the cunning insect die and Zhuan Min live?