Author:Wild Grass (Rizhao, Shandong)
Photography: Shen Kexin (Visual China 500PK contracted photographer)
Bitter and sour reminiscent of youth, sad and joyful Bodhi forgets experience
Spraying clouds and fog are drunk and blowing, and the ugly monsters are each touching
Zhuang Zhao holds a cup of righteousness, and the beauty helps to make yue's first love
Slightly drunk on the gentleman's ambition, the desire is huge and the country is bold
Years of wind and frost are full of sword qi, for freedom and safety
Three-nine-three-volt triple coat, heavy snow and small snow, small cold
The pen is written between the flowers, and the bamboo leaves are supplemented by paper to write wishes
Drive away the sorrows without borrowing a glass of wine, and send affection only to level the bathroom
Drifting does not disturb the affairs of children, and it is difficult to bear the resentment of old wives when living idly
Return to Xi Chai reunion, snow dance plum blossom lotus pond side
Connections have valuable rights and money, and the Red Dust Inn is windy and rainy
Joy and sorrow to see the soul, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar is love
Time chases the old love and hate less, fireworks and fireworks are infinite
Suddenly through the ancient and modern, two sideburns white beautiful spring
Conscience mask who is optimistic, grammatical treatment to cover the eyes
Rational common sense has morality, and righteous conscience gives birth to bravery
The sun chases fireworks, and the affectionate and shallow love words are plain
Ripples out of hunting wildflowers, pots and pans are really romantic
No one applauds, no one hurts, and the dream of flying strong is realized
Bad experiences are wonderful, and there are no regrets in driving away regrets
There are countless nothingness, and no one sees the heart and lungs
The fate of the two is determined by the foam, and the mental and physical experience is counted
Life occupies time, and passers-by are rich in flowing water meals
Wait until you don't want to write poetry, you and I will cure him
The grievances are like a butterfly dance, and the sky is clear with Lu Zhan Xiangyan
Bees sound the ancient road to find new honey, birds sing in the morning to seek the old joy
Less wine and more leisure to nourish the mood, nothing to plant peanuts opportunities
In front of the window to enjoy the moon to send affection, please wind and clouds to deliver warmth
The moon combs the heavens on the water, and the sun bathes in the river
High-rise buildings are reflected, and entertainment videos are viewed online
The reeds bloom and ripen in autumn, and the trees hold umbrellas to hold the sun
Flowers and plants dance along the coast, who enjoy the colorful self-wandering love
True love books go all over the world, not afraid of storms splashing ink days
The purple beauty of the phantom cloud valley is beautiful, and the rhythm is classic
Weeds talk
The wind is blowing, the clouds are turning, and the rain clip snowflakes seal the old garden
People wander, love is far away, when the epidemic poison passes the nucleic acid
Wild grass tea rice is absent-minded, worried about hometown and surroundings
Pray that God will use Dafa to ward off disasters in the global village
Wait until freedom is everywhere, and bow down to the earth to return the favor
2022.01.13 in Auckland
Editor: Li Xunxiu, Zhao Yanju, Editorial Board of Qingyanwei Literature