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Sun Baichuan: Winter Solstice (group poems)

Sun Baichuan: Winter Solstice (group poems)

One of the winter solstices

Love is as deep as the winter solstice, and love is extremely hateful

The sun went south without hesitation, and now it was good to want to return north

The wind he killed became addicted, and the thousand-year-old Chang'an ran out of residual heat and fell into the deepest long night

The moon that trembled the round field slipped away early

Frost invades love, and love is more beautiful

It started to get colder, and the folk pane filled with nine sounds

I don't like to play the ghostly Halloween, only the winter solstice into the wood three points

Three points are all love words, and the remaining seven points are lonely and courageous, feeding extremely cold

It is said that on the day of the winter solstice, the most honest capital can consume society to the point where only the skeleton remains

There is Xuelian pushing the forklift of love, cleaning up the autumn water of the past

2021.12.15 18:26

The second of the winter solstice

Winter has come to an end, and this is the beginning

At this point, people who know how to do subtraction

Give me a role that will be deeper than the winter solstice

After this day, subtract the long night

Cross this hurdle and stretch the day

Save this cold, and dye the original heart

Gradual cooling is the statute in subtraction

The moment it becomes lighter, the subconscious falls in love with the cold

Snowflakes want to walk armor, forge swords for the winter solstice Zen enlightenment of the plough

It's people who don't feel superfluous anymore

2021.12.16 2:48

The third day of the winter solstice

Climate dictates

Under the season, there will be hidden stories

Drink this drop of wine, light frost is not light, light cold is not shallow, false is not false

The tropic of return is still there, going south or north

The heart moves, and the heart dies

When will you see the southern snow?

Boundless, the heart is empty everywhere the winter solstice

Watch the sun turn back just right

I also have a few rugged, less touching the cylinder, and less cocking of the tail

~One~laugh~and~over~

2021.12.16 3:24

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The fourth of the winter solstice

I want to adopt snowflakes more, and take advantage of the winter solstice to fade, darken, and hide

Go back to the deepest human sex of the longest night

The night sky is full of debt collection

It is said that it should be colder, and there will be fewer bacteria when it is colder

In the coming year, there will be wheat seedlings that are stirring and pumping ears, and the roots are red

Will drive away the mouth of the big sprouts of small growth wild vegetables

Saying that the winter solstice will arrive, do not lose the vain Cao Cao in the city

I spent the night in a snail's shell, crawling with a rolling belt

Drag the winter solstice away from the longitude, latitude and depth of society

Tie a knot in peace and then pretend

2021.12.16 3:49

The fifth day of the winter solstice

It is time to start counting nine from the beginning again, and the little nine nines in the hearts of the chinese people are about to come out

My mother, who lives in winter, always seems to have to hold up a fuel-saving lamp for me

Use the delicate light and shadow to directly pinch away the small nine nines that hover in the heart

It makes me happy like a long night, easy as a short day

The vortex unifies its caliber and wants to completely jam the winter solstice in the throat of the common

I want to force the winter solstice to make touching snowflakes, cover up

Under privilege the obliviousness and fluttering of desire

"1929 Meddling in the Arms" and "3949 Stones Frozen" The people who counted nine had their own strokes and shouts

My mother-in-law, but wrapped her beard around her long beard with an oil lamp to slim down and slim down again

Until it is thin to the bone, until it is thin enough to have only the central idea left

2021.12.16 4:29

The sixth day of the winter solstice

To embolden the crops, the route of the sun follows the winter solstice

To refresh all things, go south or north and start choosing

The number of queues is no longer paradoxical, and all the vitality is related to the climate

Tickets in hand on the winter solstice, only do not care about the horizon, she only cares about the regression line

I'm no longer used to standing on the sidelines

When the winter solstice arrives, the no-stand cheer will eventually wither

When the winter solstice comes, the cold tide of insight will be renewed

Roll aside, the living dead

It's the winter solstice, and the staves are pasted with gold and the moon is sticky

It is best to stop abruptly

2021.12.16 5:01

The seventh of the winter solstice

The fifth brother who worked no longer preached the gods

The winter solstice, the shortest of the day, competes with the scaffolding of the longest night

With the help of city lights, thieves who search up and down are faster than rabbits

He wanted to be a fool close to the legend and move away

"Housing, health care, education", these three new mountains

The human heart is the measure of all things, but the scale of the winter solstice runs at the forehead of the five brothers whose prospects are unknown

At the age of fifty, he always seemed to know snowflakes from five thousand years ago

"Silky, bear-like, non-verbal" nagging blurs the boundaries of the physical phase

There is no shortage of enchanting cameos in the depths of winter

Oh, that leaf fall, that winter solstice

2021.12.16 5:27

The eighth of the winter solstice

The knuckles are led by the winter solstice

The precocious civilization shared by the solar terms has achieved much earthly weather

"The times are not good enough to pass away" how many sighs were squeezed

And the winter solstice, one breath and one combination, do not rely on mourning

Under the wings, extreme temperatures do not produce numbness

Wave after wave of cold is the original appearance of the human program

The pattern determines the outcome, and the joints are like solar terms

Three heavy snow days in Maolu, severe cold to push integrity

Life is not short of a legend, only one wandering, only one turning

Under the cold gaze of civilization, we are all worms at the node of the winter solstice

2021.12.16 6:02

The ninth of the winter solstice

The mural in the hall of the Girls' Garden is a welcome pine

The extremely cold cultivation of the winter solstice, which is more than the winter solstice, goes straight to the knife

Later, unexpectedly, the pine characters were washed away by the partial rain

The remaining two words are more eye-catching and more heartfelt

The garden is a hunting ground

I wanted the fallen leaves from the winter solstice to cover it

Leave the low temperature for scholars to think about

The atomized winter solstice leaves no thoughts

Personified seasons are hot and bad

It was snowing again, and some sanitation workers got up early in the morning

2021.12.16 6:25

The tenth of the winter solstice

The more extreme the winter, the more faint everything looks

They all say that's the winter solstice, they say

Some of the refurbished birds will become weather lovers

Shuo Feng, who punched him in the face, lost to the human world with one set of combination punches after another

Red lights and red butts, deeper, colder, and scraped than the winter solstice

Who froze to death our blush

Thorn alone guarded the vacant house of firm chastity

The bee's endless ass is still targeted by money eyes

On the small table, there must also be drama

If the winter solstice does not come, the spectators should wash and sleep

2021.12.16 6:52

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*About the Author:

Sun Baichuan, male, Sichuan, member of the Chinese Writers Association, poet, oil painting professional, photographer. Published novels: << Fei Lai Yanfu >> << Evening Wind >> << the literati Ah Qiang >>; prose: only me and you >> left on the << blackboard; poems << premature rainy season>> << the painful rhyme mother and I spelled out the >>. Nearly 500 essays, essays, short stories, poems, and poems were included in the << People's Daily >> new media platform, and the essays were entered << the Nanjiang Crispy Meat Festival >>

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