Confessions of the Sun
Text/Xiangjun
In the early morning, in the basin of the Duke of Haigong, I washed my face, smeared the carmine and came out, acting as a boundary between light and dark, so that a round day set sail with a long roar of the ocean freighter.
Overlooking the mountains and rivers, my rosy gaze flowed everywhere, and at this time, a proud heat wave unconsciously flew in my body.
However, people complain that I brought light and cast a shadow of drift.
Listening to the natural wind's high and low gasps, I was depressed.
Is it the crimson atrium that has not yet had time to cast the three-legged ding of the Dan of Smelting Sincerity?
I looked bitterly in the air with a mist of mist of tears.
No one knows that when the dark clouds blanket my face like a diaper, I am silently ashamed.
Am I afraid to fight with it for justice?
No! Just as I have shortcomings, the arrival of dark clouds has its own reason. In order to be able to lower Ganlin in the human world, I am willing to endure this ugly modification.
However, when I dragged my tired body to the smokey green mountain, people still threw a sigh at me.
Is it that the glittering punctuation stays too short in the closed pupil? But you know, when you are spitting out gilded dreams and sleeping, I am still crawling in a corner of the universe!
People, I am not the perfect god of Apollo, please do not carve me with sharp eyes.
Tomorrow, after the rooster's rafters have beaten the drums of dawn, I will continue to go my own way, no matter what others say.
【About the author】Xiang Jun (male), born in Yimeng Mountain, joined the army at the foot of Taihang Mountain, transferred to the reporter station of The Jinan Military Region of CCTV in 2001, a member of the Henan Writers Association, and founded the first online television program of the Northern Theater Army, "Hokuriku News".