Moon and sun
The moon hung a lot of fruit on the blades of grass
Transparent, elliptical
The sun comes out first thing
It is to take away the fruit
The insects that have been crying in the grass all night are also by the sun
Picked together
If you look closely, there are many things planted by the moon
Like the earthworm wriggling in the middle of the road, the wild cat
Led out a litter of cats
Lao Li had a heart attack in the middle of the night
Oh, the second thing the sun does when it comes out, that's it
Took away the old Li head
Return
In this mountain township, I learned to call my mother and scold my mother
Like the village woman, with all kinds of vicious words
Cursing the ugliness of the poor nest
It doesn't rain, the wheat doesn't joint, and the pigs don't get fat
It's all a reason to swear
Vocabulary, like loess, is everywhere
What a starving ghost in Midi Bay, the illegitimate son of Agate Valley
What is not harvested in the sky, and what is not raised in the earth
Hometown owes me a period of happiness and 17 years of full food
I still owe a father and a brother
- They were forced away from their homeland and never returned
Decades and years away from the mountain country, like strong hydrochloric acid
Dissolves the coldness of iron
Deep and shallow dreams, betraying all spells
Thousands of miles of night road, the same as exile
Take me, over and over again
Return
forgive
Silkworms, which eventually grow wings and bones
And the bones in my heart gradually melted into the wind and frost
More and more I have to be flat, I can't see weakness, I can't see blood
Give breakfast to a stray dog, I can't see it
Look at my mouth and wag my tail
Sprinkle the rice on the windowsill and leave it for the pigeons and sparrows
It's the wings that make them higher than humans
Now, I really want to forgive all my enemies
Including time, this invisible knife
Including the years, this hand that handles the knife
Forgive everything, and there is no enemy in the world
For the rest of the time, I just want to sit down and see the snow-capped mountains in the distance
It's an old man with a softer heart than I am
The winds of Siberia have long been forgiven, and
Human strife. Full of gray hair
Sit and not melt
Author: Ma Weiju, male, from Huining, Gansu Province, living in Beijing. He is a member of the Chinese Writers Association and the China Railway Writers Association. He has written more than 1,000 poems, some of which have been published in hundreds of publications such as "Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Monthly", "China Railway Literature and Art", "Ginseng Flower", "Green Wind", "Star" and "Selected Poems", and have been selected into a variety of anthologies. Published poetry collections "Gap" and "Deep Snow".
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