Qingming, offering a petal of heart incense (group poems)
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"Your Hometown Flows My River"
A person who has strayed into your hometown
Also stray into your sky
Obsessed with your stars
And feed the stars with cooking smoke
Your picture is a little warm
Your chest is a little warm
Warm thought
Lost
cradle
A "Dad" exit
hometown
He's out of town
There are rivers
appearance
"Waiting for You" (written by Dad who is still in LCU)
Spring is back
I know you'll be back too
For this reason
I burned the hearth
The smoke rising from the cooking
It's the direction of home
《Time》
The flowing water that time can take away can also be
Running water can take away
North winds can too
You choose a day to leave
You pick a day to make me cry
The door of life and death is three in and three out of the person
Staying away is a kind of romance of the wind and snow moon
It's just that my tears will fly
Can't fly in your footsteps
One at a time back to the original encounter
Time always lingers in that period
Forgot to move forward
"Thanks"
Thank you doctors
Thank you to the nurses
Your efforts have enabled me
Keep being a child
Thanks thanks Dad
It's your persistence
Give me a complete one
family
"I've Already Brewed a Rain"
Sunlight
Squeeze into the window
Retain
More than once
impotence
The rest of the days
Hang upside down in a bottle
Drop by drop
stretch
I've already brewed a rain
Travel as far as you want
In your back
"Rain"
Rain, just walk like that
Departs from May
Through June
It's July again
It's like my sadness
I don't see the end point
I was worried that the rain would crawl out of the river
Heads up
Drown my grief
"July, I want to see you"
I'll go see you
Wouldn't bring any gifts
Just think
Take advantage of the abundant rain in July
Abundant sunshine
Send you my beauty
Spread in the form of seeds around your hut
Soon flowers and trees will grow
Birdsong will grow
Grow a kite
Accompany you for me
Come over and be alive
"Dad, Do You See This?"
You said there was a small river next to my village
You said there was a peach forest outside my village
You said that my village is connected to the field
"Dad, how do you know"?
"Guess what, you should be from such a village"
Today I walk in the village in your mind
Dad, did you hear me?
When I turned around a grove of fruit
No kites were seen
Only one person in the mine was seen
Pulling at a patch of sky
Dad, do you see that?
Facing the sea, look for light with black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "giving voice to grassroots poets" as its mission and carries forward the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of the truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spiritual pleasure of poetry. He has published a collection of poems co-authored by poets, "Spring Warm Blossoms of Reading Sleeping Poems" and "Grass Long Warblers Flying in Reading Sleeping Poems". The poets work tirelessly, the poetry club forges ahead, constantly innovates, recommends excellent poems, produces high-quality poetry collections, recites excellent works, recommends poets' works in various forms, lets more people read excellent works, appreciates poetry culture, we are on the move!