Good poems of the day
Dusk: It has become a fallen light in time
Text/Geng Bing (Shanghai)
The three-foot white aya of the Southern Song Dynasty was cleaned again
That ruined noble concubine tomorrow
It's going to die
I burst into tears again
Once again to the vast ocean
Hand over my tragic life
The love that has been there
Tears flowed
Only after the wheat is harvested
A desolate bright moon
And those floating incense
It must be from your tarnished forehead horn
emit
In my city world
I heard the roar of the horses in the fierce wind
In the middle of midnight
Osmanthus flowers fall in
My mouth closed
All the suffering lurked in the hills I looked up to
Between the hills and cliffs
Hanging is an immortal star
It was my bloodied soul
Be baptized by God
And I just worship
This bright mountain chrysanthemum
Footsteps of sunlight came from the deck
Like lightning bolts coming at you
At the intersection you pass
hang back
Wild wind oh if you can slow down
I will remove my bones
Go to the solemn heavenly burial platform
Feed the ferocious goshawks
The laneways you pass
Sing out your scriptures
With a lake full of white root
Refer to these six reincarnations
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