絮叨
In order to forget the names of so many people who suffered
I took off a fur coat
Then I was on the navel of spring
Take off a pair of gold-plated earrings
I have so much love
What is acacia and what is form
We sat in the middle of a rainstorm
Touching a door rushed in the flood era
I made a table with all my thoughts
There is no banquet for guests
It's April, it's my April
April is like a fire
To put your past on the fly
The rain drenched the spring mind
I, of course, have some
cannot help doing something
It's useless to say anything
The rain fell into our eyes
Therefore, pear blossom is mixed with too many emotions
Before retiring, last winter
Too much snow has been spent
Promise. ——
夜色迷茫
I'm a person who has no fun
To live is to catch your breath
Rough air is sometimes blown out of the water
It was as if above the sky, there was a virtual weld
Huge bird's nest. ——
The iron in the dream drags the invincible body
Come to the abandoned roadside
Not to live, but to die
This rust is covered in and can still be sold
How many pounds and taels?
Sit across from your friends
The air was burned with charcoal fire
I can't see any shrimp
Crawling slowly
If you change it to previous years
I'm going to shout and ask
Thou, can you drink it again?
You can drink a few more cups of alcohol that you can't spit out!
Oh, the night is confused
I'll talk to you at night
A teenager playing and chasing on the road
Contact has been lost
I crouched on the side of the road and cried inexplicably
Half Night——
Traveler's Diary
I've always wanted to be young people
Excessive exertion
Say sorry. A humble heart
Stumbling in front of the ancestral shrine
Serve tea. Checkmate is not dead
替浪子心换回
Pure white meat
I always thought I had fallen leaves
The heart of the roots is in the traveler
Fate is always more difficult than legend
After drinking the night, the moonlight is both amorous
Helpless again. At that time, we were facing the sky
Dead blows out a breath, and the mountains and rivers that do not obey the call
A few white clouds will also fall. And minecraft
There are only dreams, only waves
To you—
Author: Ye Xiaosong, born in 1964, screen name, Prometheus (fire thief), columnist of the Reading Sleep Poetry Society, poetry writing enthusiast. Some of the poems are included in "Reading Sleep Poems: Spring Blossoms" and "Reading Sleep Poems: The Grass Grows and the Warbler Flies". The language of poetry is unique, the poetry is agile, and he is good at digging out the poetic soil and building the castle of poetry from the silhouette of life. Poetry has its own unique meaning and specialness, and has a certain degree of recognition.
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