Original author: Shen Weidao| Minqin County, Gansu Province
My idling e-learning
Learning is the sincerity of the heart
If
Idle on the network
We weren't in the dirt of spring
Plant the seeds of reality
harvest
It must be boundless desolation
Croppers don't put false seeds
Grow in your own land
Then he would lose his whole life
Clouds float through the sky
It's the wind
Bursts of hurricanes
E-learning
Cloud by cloud
One wind after another
It was a disaster
Quest to learn the poison arrow
Shoot through my good-looking soul
Pure land
Sow boundless falsehood
Boundless snow moon wind flowers
This is the invention of whose family
This is who directs such a play
Form casts a monument of merit to form
The initiator has no consequences
Self-deluded e-learning
Mountains of tasks are pouring in
Credits for your home
My family's credits
Credits from his family
A variety of snowflakes are blowing
Who gives whom to accomplish whose task
Who gives to whom
Send an infinitely flattering look
I start multiple phones
The Internet is idling in the dark night
Racing through my empty nightmares
I am like a father chasing the sun
Chase my endless quests
My favorite authenticity
I like it the most
A dog bark came from the moonlight
That was the reality of the night in the village
Magpies clinging to the treetops in the snow and wind
That's the truth of the wilderness nest
The July fire burns with swaying wheat
That's the reality of solid dirt
In winter, the sun shines evenly on the earth
That's the reality of the sun's warmth
A bowl of dried camel rice with shallots and shallots
That's the truth of my full stomach
make
he who
simple
seashell
Shen Weidao, male, born in 1965, a native of Harvest Town, Minqin County, Gansu Province, is now working in the Discipline Inspection Commission of Minqin County, and a member of the Gansu Writers Association.