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Ye Xiaosong's Selected Poems|You don't have to leave my name on the tombstone, just treat me as a passerby

author:Reading Sleep Poetry Society
Ye Xiaosong's Selected Poems|You don't have to leave my name on the tombstone, just treat me as a passerby
Ye Xiaosong's Selected Poems|You don't have to leave my name on the tombstone, just treat me as a passerby

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Well, everything is not exhausted

I can't finish eating and drinking

I'm not going to take it with me, I'm going to take these

Set aside for your dowry,

And if that's not enough

Please put the ancestral house left behind in the Cretaceous

Take it with you, too. It's just that

Please leave my bones behind

Planted in the cemetery

Let him grow into one

Protect the shadows of the world,

Let him taste it, taste it

The world is in a hurry.

When I raise the white flag to death

There is no need to shed tears

Please give me all your thoughts

I will save it for you and place it in place

In an altar inlaid with blue sky and white clouds...

Don't grieve anymore.

for the heart will be hardened

Because time will pass day by day

The people and names of those who have loved will also become untouchable

Tasteless. on the tombstone

Don't have to leave my name

Just like I'm a passerby

When I am tired, I stop here to disturb the world

Footmarks. ――

Death occupies the other end of me

Death occupies the other end of me

He was dark and fat.

A flock of crows flew over the lakeshore,

No one worries that sin will fall.

From a distance, he resembles again

The raunchy shadow of the sun.

Of course, sometimes it's like

The infatuated sharp-billed crocodile bows its head,

Gritting his cheeks with a light smile.

When I think so

Halfway past midnight,

When I think so

Fisherman, is lighting a fire on the opposite shore

Cook. ――

But you can't say: life

It's just been opened, I can't say

He will only turn a blind eye

Of course, there is a lot that cannot be said

For example, a scene of lovemaking.

Of course, there are many things in life

is also in full swing,

In that lovesickness that does not see the light of day

In order to make room for the nest of the night

We are gradually becoming empty and empty.

Poems of leisure

Sit in front of the window

A man with an empty wine glass

Waiting for a disease-free moan

Peeking at the man's shadow from a distance

And hug the person in the dim light

A passionate kiss between a man and a woman

It will produce a beautiful arc

On the coordinates of the earth

Sometimes try to dissect the heart

Like a clinician jumping out

The Three Realms of Emotion

After that, let it have a sharp edge

The fingers that curled up in pain

Raw stripping. ――

But the days without alcohol

Always accustomed to being forgotten

If sitting on the couch

Gently close some of the books you are missing

Or, you will wake up again

Apprehend...

Let from the world

A monk who has returned from a wandering

Let's see with the right eyes!

Look at the people and things around you, maybe

He will understand it again and open his clenched hand

Gently set the glass down

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.

Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet

Ye Xiaosong's Selected Poems|You don't have to leave my name on the tombstone, just treat me as a passerby

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