New Year's Day
Geng Chunwei
A new white hair in the mirror
A deciduous tooth that falls out of your child's mouth
A leaf that has withered away from a tree
A line of geese in the south of the clouds
Unload a tired sigh
Carry a pair of bags on your shoulders
A song is sung and the aftersound fades away
The new rhyme of the first bullet to drive the wind flying...
It turns out how similar everything is in the world
It's all a farewell that is greeted and illuminated
——Written on New Year's Day 2022
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