For a man who is called a famous poet, of course, he cannot be required to be first-rate in every poem; but it is not the same as saying that a famous poet can write non-poetic poems that are not in the flow, and so many. For example, a famous mathematician cannot be required to solve every mathematical problem in the world, but he will never say "1 + 1 = 3", or equal to 4, equal to 5.
Zhang Zhihao is a member of the Poetry Committee of the Chinese Writers Association, a member of the National Poetry Head Department, and a winner of the Lu Prize Poetry Award, the country's highest literary award. Just by talking about his two "highest" poetic identities, do you believe he would write some non-poetic? He wrote not only non-poems, but also non-poems. Read his rambling poems. Don't ask him how he got into the Poetry Committee of the China Writers Association, and don't ask how his Lu Prize Poetry Award came about. Not to mention how many of today's famous poets there are.
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After the
My old dog was trampling the grass back and forth again
It's going to. usually
At this time, it will appear on its face
Near human peace and contentment
After the stool it will habitually
Looking back, I was in no hurry to leave
The habit is so stubborn and familiar
Almost the other me in my eyes
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I saw someone in a dream last night
I'm sure she's you, but who are you?
A man who has never met before
Meet me in a dream, just for
Make me sure she's you, and you
It's not reality, and I'm barefoot
The shoes are in a hurry outside the dream
"Mushrooms Say, Wood Ear Listens"
A mushroom shares a bathtub with a fungus
Two dry goods floated on the water
Look down on each other—
So black, so dry
It was a night of confrontation
After dawn, the two fat men huddled in the water
The mushroom said, "Sauce purple, sauce purple..."
The fungus heard it, but the fungus did not answer
Both mushrooms and fungus want to return to Shennongjia
"Daddy, To the Top"
Dad was tired
Dad was drunk
Dad slept
Dad was well-behaved
Wake up tomorrow morning
Or Dad
If there is an afterlife
And Dad
"What does it mean"
What does it mean to sleep alone? Two
When you are young you dream
Share the same bed
When I was young, it didn't seem to be as cold as I am now
Now, there are two quilts on a bed
Like two ridges, respectively
Planting loneliness, and loneliness
You sneak into bed in the middle of the night and turn on the lamp
Read a few pages of the book
The lust of a thief is pouring in my heart
"This is how dreams are made"
After holding back for many days, you finally dreamed of the person who was out of reach
And for her sperm
The yellow flowers were still blooming, as if the paint was stable
You intend to be a shy person
Rolling around when you let loose
The back is stained with orchid seeds, and the smell of tsubaki trees
From Conservatory to Experimental Secondary School
From conservatories to experimental schools
Yesterday I walked three thousand and sixty-eight steps
A thousand steps is the Peng Liu Yang Post Office
Two thousand steps is the Simen Gate Flyover
Three thousand steps is the middle hundred warehouse
I jot them down in order to
To defend today:
"Oh, it's not a repetition, it's a necessity!"
And today, I'm going to go like this—
Go downstairs at five o'clock
At 5:05 is the experimental elementary school
At five o'clock is the ICBC building
At 5:20 is the hubu alley
At five thirty-three I joined the crowd of heads
In the middle of a thousand school uniforms
Search for the owner of this lunchbox
I'll also cover the warm bottom of the box
Like a dervish monk
Standing under the plane tree, the sunset light crossed the treetops
The worldly sloppiness, the so-called happiness
It is to touch a person's forehead with your hand
"Listening to the Rain Under the Tree"
Fig parviflora has 47,000 leaves
God counted
God has counted
Seven hundred and forty million drops of rain
God loves percussion
Oh, God
I'm under the tree
I was kept in the dark
"Panic"
Yunnan people Lei Pingyang
Ask me the same question three times in a row:
"Are you flustered?"
Once in Cixi, once in a certain place
Most recently this time in Luojiang
He went back and forth with a bottle of mineral water from Kunming to Xishuangbanna
"It was so nice. It was horrible. ”
This Yunnan man was reluctant to drink water
He still has his hometown, and all I have left is my hometown
A Night of Infinite Morality
I want to paraphrase a scene from yesterday's early hours of the morning .
Three men and two women
Talk about sex at a supper stall
Three married men, two Miss K.
Talk about sex, marriage, and family under a 100-watt light bulb
I want to describe the situation like this -
Wind blowing plastic paper
Alcohol paralyzes the genitals
I also want to say something like, "People who can't go anywhere, please come."
Come at night and study
How to live an ethical nightlife. ”