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Flowers of Darkness (group poems)
Li Zhisheng
Trust
A person's faith is like a mountain, like water
The mountains stand tall and the water flows
Faith is inexhaustible
In the alleys of the dark night, faith
Clearer than the footsteps of the chase, clearer than the wheels, than the bullets
Even the flickering lights, firm
Whether lingering in a MGM ballroom, or
It is associated with tweed coats, sugar fried chestnuts, and rickshaws
Faith always laughs at dangers and conspiracies
Faith warmth is also cruel
Buried in illusions, sprouted in battle
Even if the loess is covered, it is not afraid
Faith is a bottle of gussets
Even a glass of aged red wine
Seemingly uninhibited, in fact, insist on eternal construction
Curry
Coffee is the same as top hats
Standard. For intelligence
It's like air and water
Intelligence requires the aroma of coffee
The man in the top hat walked into the café
Will be information maintenance
The aroma of coffee obscures the trap
Enemies hiding in dark corners
Prepare for a deadly blow
The aroma of coffee fills the air
The top hat is worn on the head, and the information is hidden in the heart
Lead without hair
Traitor
A piece of clothing, turned over
Which side is positive
Which side is the opposite
The person who sees it judges secretly
Conscience and faith, for the shaking of clothes
Hands
Reverse wear of clothes, because of reverse wear
You will eventually be hit and bleed by a raindrop-like bullet
Or a fire
Throwing knife
One, one. than butterfly wings
Also dexterous and sharp
The locked target remains indifferent
At this time, butterflies fly flowers
The knife is a butterfly in the heart
After licking the blood, panic was embedded in the opposite stone crevice
or stakes
Fly, fly. Only light
With the blade raised its head
With a sharp sigh, the melon ripened
Steel wire
Not the one that pulls into the neck of the enemy
Not hanging from building to building, let the chivalrous or gunner
The one that glides and gallops
One plot after another
A snare is tied to a snare
More nervous, colder than steel, more winded than silk
Flash it once in a while
That's the toughness of steel hidden inside
The story of the wire, strung together the watcher like walking on thin ice
Pigeons
White clouds drifted over the church
Fall peacefully
In the church, a mute boy was lying on a bench
Painted with tranquility
The harmonica of the male number one sounded
The tranquility was chaotic
Tranquility flaps its wings and flies over the window
In the shadow of the candle, pieces of white clouds floated through the sky
END
About the Author
Li Zhisheng, pen name Xiangfan and Yudi, is a native of Changyuan City, Henan Province, and works for the Grain and Material Reserve Bureau of Puyang City, Henan Province. He is a member of the Henan Writers Association, a director of the Henan Prose and Poetry Society, the vice chairman of the Puyang Writers Association of Henan Province, and the vice president of the Puyang Branch of the Henan Poetry Creation Research Association. In 1984, he began to create literature and published poems, essays, essays and other works in many newspapers and periodicals at home and abroad. He is the author of the poetry collection "Rain Butterflies and Snow Pigeons", "Melons in Music", "Watching the Fire from the Other Side" and so on.
Source: Sichuan Provincial Local History Work Office
Author: Li Zhisheng
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