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Let me drown in your footsteps

My heart went far away with it

In the distance, the wasteland stretched out the waist of the road

The sea reveals a green chest

The crisp sound of footsteps from far and near

A thud struck the atrium of my heart

It passes through the mountains and forests of thousands of times

From a place of longing in a dream

The distant footsteps that drift away from reality

Touched by the gentle whiplash of the years

Ploughshares open up the fields of virgin land

Deeply turned up the lines of poetry with blood

The lonely footprints that walk across the earth

Wander silently in the chapters of history

Shackled young footsteps

Waddling left some broken chapters

Let my heart go with your footsteps

There the wind and snow whistled in the night

Let me melt the ice with a campfire

Two lines of tears turned into reunions

Let my pain disappear into the memory of you

Nostalgic for that long time

Let my love always follow in the footsteps you leave behind

Step into the mysterious gentle countryside in contemplation

Fang Han (1947- ), a poet of the Obscure School, began writing poetry in the late 1960s. His works include: poems "On the Road", "Ballads", "Impressions", "Birthday" and so on.

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