Tan Jie, real name Tan Liangjie, born in 1967, his ancestral home is Chongqing, and he has lived in Fuzhou for a long time. He is a member of the Fujian Writers Association and the Chinese Poetry Society. He is the author of the poetry collection "Xing yin dadi" and "Persimmon red", and his works have been scattered in major paper media and public accounts such as "Shilin", "Selected Poems", "Fujian Literature", "Hebei Literature", "Quanzhou Literature" and so on.
The persimmons are red
Tan Jie
Draw the moonlight from the pot
In every pot
There is a cicada living in both
When the time comes
Knowing, knowingly singing
Most of the time
The pot is empty, waiting for you
Add little by little to the pot
Your white moonlight
The night kept spilling out of the pot
A pot of old Pu'er color
In front of the window, two shadows
You have a cup
I have a drink
2020.7.3
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That old house
Sign your name
Press the big red seal
This time, there was the sadness of renunciation
When a later time
When present in places where they once lived
I didn't have the keys, later
I was just a guest
Only tap the doorbell
Hello, I'm so-and-so
I am so-and-so, a worldly passerby
Sometimes inside the door
Sometimes outside the door
Just so-and-so, so-and-so
The key, held in God's hand
2020.8.5
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Photo by Gu Bei
We all live in a garden
Peanut is the name of a cat
We cooperate tacitly
Sometimes I write poems and it looks at quietly
Sometimes it learns bird song
I listened quietly and then wrote a poem
Read it to listen
We were all intoxicated
The plum trees began to dry up
The grapefruit turned yellow and fell off on its own
Ziwei is half leafless, half
And a little flower
The grass in front of the court is the most lush
I stand in the middle of them
Half ripe, half flowering
2020.9.17
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I felt it
His body was red from head to toe
There was fire in the eyes
If you pass by me
Then pluck one
Pick the softest one
I'm already on fire
In front of you
I'm cooked
I was abducted by Jin Qiu
A soft persimmon
2020.9.22
daydream
The night is like a silenced instrument
I remember someone playing Mozart's Requiem
But I couldn't hear it, and there was the occasional sound of running water
It popped out of my left ear and suffocated me to death
I'm still alive, just pretending to be asleep
Let what you see during the day and what you have never seen enter into a dream
Several beautiful women, entered the room
Lit candles and ate cake, but they didn't
Sing a happy birthday song
Someone was patching up the lost tooth, more than one
They put glass glue on a few of the leaky ones
That would take thirty years
My white hair darkened with the night
Daydream, followed by the stars shining
2020.10.15
There is no day that cannot be covered
Wake up early every morning
The melons and fruits on the plate are not the old ones
The color is getting darker
Wood was taking a deep breath
There is an occasional clicking sound
They scream as the seasons change
Spiders make webs everywhere
Not only intercept moths and insects
Also intercepted my way
Against the wall
Touch the things that pass in front of my eyes
The body is emaciated
In front of a full-length mirror
One person can cover another person
His shyness
Can't stop the vast snow overhead
2020.11.4
Scare a train and run fast
Stretch yourself long
Like a train
The wind was blowing through the buildings
I shook violently
I don't know when this building swallowed me
Whether it will shake
Spit out a long train
Spit out so many people
When I became human
See so many people downstairs
Hand holding the camera
It's still shaking
2020.11.23
Thirty years old dormitory
Back to room 509
The original lock could not be found
The painted door is missing
The memory is covered by the door of the cheap industrial plate
The aisles are carpeted
The terrazzo staircase was replaced by marble
When I miss it fondly
Outline of the old dormitory
When I walked in
Still seen by me
The way we lived when we were teenagers
At that time, the building was so big
Bigger than our ideals, go out for many years
Only to leave it behind
Back here, this building is so small
Too small to bear
Run fast hairline
It's like countless snowfalls
Nor can it cover the years of old age
At the corner of the stairs on the ground floor
A girl once handed me a love letter
Thirty years later, I don't remember what she looked like
Every sentence of the love letter is vivid in the ear
A sentence "The sparrows of Dongting Lake, no matter how big the wind and waves, there are also times to stop"
Today, I stopped all the storms
That sparrow
You flew away
2020.11.27
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Sunlight shines into the body
On my face
The sun was so warm
I hid in silence
It's because
I was afraid to burn, from the scorching heat
Summer is coming
From the dry autumn
Coming from the cold winter
Weak body
The pain has just stopped
Let the sun shine through my body
My burning
Proceeding silently in a bush of flowers
2021.1.30
A drizzle falls gently
You're not around
The open book did not dare to close easily
They wait for you to come back
I'm also waiting
The bells of the middle of the night
From the silence
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...
The sound is always worrying
Hope it
Slow down, slow down a little more
Let me hear you clearly in the distance
Your heart
Beating in tune with my heart
Day and night, hustle and bustle
It is on top of tiny floating dust
2021.3.21
Chasing the sun
Before that, I kept chasing
At that time, I didn't think to chase the sun
Because it is weak
It is very satisfying to have light
Now, I'm a little old
It became weak
I started chasing the sun
Begin not to be satisfied with the light
Don't care
The sun and moon are hanging high
I just want to be high in the sky
Overlooking the world
Interpret the vicissitudes of the past again
2021.4.30
"Persimmons Are Red", by Tan Jie, published by Straits Literature and Art Publishing House in January 2022