Fire (group poems)
※Seal the fire
Cold winters
The sound of a fire burning
Always make people
Warm and down-to-earth
After the death of the "mountain" poet
I suddenly got by
Nervous
I didn't dare to put the fire off at night
Often before napping
Tell a colleague
Give me a call at two o'clock
If no one picks up
Just kick me in the door
※One day
As early as December 27, 2020
I retweeted an article about you
Shu Yan, that's it
I know you in the text
On the evening of December 27, 2020
Shu Yan, you are soot poisoned
Rescue was ineffective
When the bad news came
I was in the car with a colleague
Identify a flock of birds flying in the air
suddenly
A big blackbird
Towards a pile of wood on the side of the road
Swoop down
※Memorial service
The one who loves the land
People who cultivate silently
The one sitting on the top of the mountain
People who touch the clouds
The one who guards the forest
The one who looks up at the stars
The one who wrote the "mountain" poem
But the lonely and nameless man
Suddenly dead
For days on end
She was in a trance
Say it to everyone
A poet is gone
Then it starts repeating
The poet's story
She was sad
I want to cry
She wrote poems to pay tribute to the actual thing
It was herself
※ A way to visit
I finally decided to come to Shujiaba
It took most of the day
Walk through it seriously
The road you've traveled
A crippled little yellow dog
Also said hello to me
I gently stroked each pine tree
You've touched them all
Shu Yan
Just when we shook hands
Those sparrows that you have been guarding
I've seen a few
They shouted at me a few times
We've talked
Since then
We're old acquaintances
The sun is like blood
I stood under the Shujiaba road sign
Take a group photo with your village
The mountain forest behind your house
It's still covered in the snow you wrote about
※Day 5
Sunlight floated on the remnant ice of the Baijia River
The snow began to melt
A plum
It's blooming in front of your house
This is my first time visiting you
A flower magpie
Dragging a nice long tail
Fly over the courtyard wall
The fumes were shrouded in noisy vocals
Floating out of the courtyard
This is December 31, 2020
People are giving it to you
Handle the aftermath
※ The sky in Shujiaba is very blue
The sky in Shujiaba is very blue
The cloud is light
The mountain wind is like a flute
Since you left
Shujiaba suddenly became empty
Baijia River
So many stones
Behind your house
So many trees
The wind was blowing
They all have the sorrow of an orphan
※ Black dragon head
Shujiaba is one
Very characteristic village
Almost every room is in front of and behind the house
You can see the crow's head
This winter day
They carry a body of thorns
Stand in the snow
Like the patron saint of the village
The sun was shining
The snow is shining
It gives me an illusion
Purple-red buds
Drill out of the cracks in the bones of the tree
※ New Year's Day
Today's New Year's Day
A festive and peaceful party
They don't seem to remember
How we are
Got through the year hard
How sad we are
Lost you five days ago
I'll write another poem for you today
I'll be like them later
Forget you
We will have new stories
We will have new sorrows
※ Shujiaba
Hear the place name
It's when you write poetry
Approach the place
It's on the fifth day after you're gone
Pine forest on the hillside
There is not a trace of sunlight
Water of the Baijia River
Still flowing slowly into the distance
The whole village
It was cold and silent
You really became a cloud
Drift to the prairie you are fascinated by
There's more freedom there
It is the homeland of God
But Shu Yan
When I saw you go with my own eyes
I really don't want to die
About the Author:
Lan Bing, real name Zhao Ruili, Gansu Tianshuiren, member of the 5:30 poetry group, poet of the New Poetry Dictionary, his works are scattered in the "New Century Poetry Dictionary", "Selected Pioneer Poems of Chinese Female Poets", "Shaanxi Poetry", "Focheng Poetry", "Feitian", "Rain and Dew Wind", etc., occasionally writing prose.