"Green Eucalyptus Forest, Blue Eucalyptus Forest"
Deng Zongliang: Photographer, writer, poet, working in a central government agency.
Gao Yongsen: Young recitation performance artist, executive deputy secretary-general of the Recitation Professional Committee of the All-China Public Security Federation of Literature and Literature
Poems / Deng Zongliang
Recitation/Gao Yongsen
I used to think I was hometown
The ground is green
The sky is green
The water is green
The clouds are green
Thoughts are also green
The Leizhou Peninsula is overgrown with eucalyptus trees
From spring to winter
Eucalyptus trees paint the earth like countless brushes
Green pigments
It's those inexhaustible leaves
Many years later, I returned to my hometown
Eucalyptus forests are even more out of sight
Nearby is the new green
In the distance is dark green
Further away is a blue of varying shades
The blue of the eucalyptus forest blends into the blue of the sky
White clouds floating by
White sails in the eucalyptus ocean
The wind blows into the eucalyptus forest
Brings out a refreshing aroma
The morning sun shines into the eucalyptus forest
The dappled light and shadow are fine pieces of gold
Sprinkled with eucalyptus trees like green emeralds
When I was a child, I carried a basket to the eucalyptus forest
Collect dried fallen leaves with a rake
Sold to small forestry workshops
The distilled flavor is fragrant and intense
Flying bees dance
Thought this was the world of flowers
I am more familiar with the aroma of eucalyptus trees than bees
Trance always hears it calling
Touch the warmth of the homeland in your dreams
Look back at the green of the eucalyptus forest a million times
How to slowly turn into sapphire blue
The sky is blue
The blue of the sea
Boundless blue
Countless stars twinkled like diamonds
Clustered with a bright moon
Homesickness
A deeper and purer blue