Qingwei ‖ New Year and look back at the winter village
New Year' and look back at your hometown in winter
Text/Jia Shangeng
Winter village
Just like making it small
Wear nude clothing
The nitrile mirror is bright
It was like falling asleep
Crouched in his arms
So warm and serene
Soak up the warm sunshine
The uncle next door smoked a dry cigarette
The four aunts of the front street can talk and sing
There is a pond that is frozen
The frogs slept soundly there
Birds flying nearby
Frozen in the atrium of my heart
Strong smell of fireworks
The aroma of earth pervades
Wanderer's paradise
Stand on a hill in the new year
Long, long look...
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