Poetry: One Last Look
Too late to read the last glance
The back is back to the yarn tent of the millennium
The first encounter was misty and determined to wave her away
Timidly, each seeks its master in the twilight
Grief hides by the side of the road for nothing
Memories woven from the stream
You may have wandered through immaculately
Dreams awaken in the noise of the world
Stumble back to the dream and cut you off
In the face of loneliness
We are all outstanding performers
Love begins with loneliness
It ends with loneliness
The mud house by the sea was finally completed
The night snow oozed the last blood and tears
Flying in the sky over the vulture confined double beak
It is difficult to avoid the body
The dancers spin in a dizzying way
Accidentally thrown into the void by the earth
The poet matches the unintelligible oracle bones
Sing the same ode to life and death
Which mortal heart invented the Immortal Hell
No self, no life entangled
Open the window of the heart of billions of wild stars
They didn't know each other before they fell
In the burning of laughter, there was no complaint
The morning moon occasionally glows red
Verify each other's love codes
Illusion transcends the boundaries of light
Mango Pollen raised his glass with delight