Li Ben: "The signing of the end of the year is always cramped and like a fallen leaf" | group of poems [the end of the year]

Poet Profile

Li Ben is a poet and a member of the Shanghai Writers Association. Professor of Shanghai University Law School, Doctor of International Economic Law, Doctoral Supervisor.

Published poetry collections "Under the Bodhi Tree" and "Autumn Moon Song" (currently on the shelves of major websites such as Dangdang and Jingdong). His works have been published in poetry journals such as Poetry Journal, Poetry Tide, Selected Poetry Journal, Genesis, Shanghai Poets, and Chinese and Western Poetry.

"Snow Before Snow"

Let's talk about the cellars of Hejia Village

Longing holds the Luoyang shovel in his hand

Planed out in a sweet potato field

Pomegranate pattern silver pot or dancing horse

Then laughed

Annotate your dreams

See both treasure love

Yun Hu was not pleased

Actually what we love is

At this moment, the words are smiling

Be careful with each other

Dissipates between the metaversms

There is still a composition of riding a donkey

The world is thinner

I can't get as thin as that bamboo branch

Or a clear word

Mangshoe plus Dongpo hat, Xie Gongdshao

With such equipment

Snowy night mountain climbing

At sunrise, look at the five seas of clouds

Exhaust the winter forest

No one dared to blow the green sleeves

Vulture played the piano for a long time

"Omitted"

Let's skip the crux of the matter. thorns

Dust off the dust and smoke along the way

Just to freeze the teachings of the sunset on the hillside

Everything will eventually be carried away by the flowing water

A camellia oleifera. A cloud

A warm word

Doomed reincarnation into darkness

And eternity

With the peace of winter

"The End of the Year"

Like a bird chasing grass and trees

Go greener into the grass

And then it ends

There are doubts about what can not be done

Signed at the end of the year

Always cramped and yellow-like

And the branches of the grapefruit trees in front of the court are hung up

Sour like hardship

Gantz doesn't have to be in Ziz

There is still a river bay of wushu to win the morning plum

Autumn water reciprocates

Don't count the west and east

"Walking in the Snow"

Snow drifts from the Great Desolate Mountains

Snow drifts on the cobblestone road

The lake and the pavilions on the lake drift snow

Let's go snow walking, too

Like snow

Gently

Walking snow

"Crane Dance"

Old friends send a new picture

There are Chinese white cranes from the island where she lives

Flew by

That's nice. Lend me a glance

Take The clear sky of Liu Yuxi

To the palace of Emperor Huizong of Song

There are still mountains and rivers in the ups and downs

Satin's pause

The voyage of the cloud sail

There are still crabapples

There is still a tidal wave of abyss

There is still a lonely little stand

And the symphony of group dances

See you now

Together, this far away

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