Gu Cheng | I shouldn't love the sun."

I shouldn't love the sun

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someday

The nightmare is gone

Gone far, the black cloak no longer fluttered

I woke up in the sun

The blood flowed transparently, flowing

I suddenly felt

Life on the sun

It is colored

Attract countless pure clouds

It attracts potted flowers with many names

Green-winged embroidered bird and betel nut

They all stared at her

Those rich sunflowers

Those samurai-tall oak trees

All lifted

The palm of the prayer

The volcano was silent

Burning with more terrible ferocity

My blood was a little afraid of burning

It's time for me to go

Turn around and follow the shadow

Towards slow black days and white nights

Towards the poles, towards coolness

Towards whiteness, toward oblivion

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About author:Gu Cheng (September 24, 1956 – October 8, 1993) was a contemporary Chinese poet and son of writer Gu Gong, born in Beijing. One of the main representatives of obscure poetry. Poetry began before the Cultural Revolution, and early poetry had a childlike pure style, dreamy mood, and used intuitive and impressionistic sentences to sing about fairytale juvenile life. His poem "A Generation" "The night gave me black eyes / But I used it to find the light" became a classic sentence of new Chinese poetry. After killing his wife, he hanged himself.

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