Same love
Huang Yuxin
Whether it's rain or dew
Every drop is for the seed, but also for me
Grateful for the bosom of the earth
Whether it's a smile in a wrinkle or a long-lost vernacular
Every frame seems to appear on the horizon
Because it's so far away from me, I can always miss it
"People are busy for four seasons, and kamakura is busy in autumn"
I grew up living in sweaty proverbs
Calluses on the hands and old skin on the feet
Very precious, like a collection of artifacts
"Fire must be hollow, and man must be sincere"
In the countryside, there are so many such vivid sayings
The smell of earth is heavy, and the smell of sweat is also heavy
It's all a stroke of God, it's all thoughts I've absorbed
Love the motherland, love the hometown, love the father and fellow countrymen
It's all the same love
Because of the body temperature, my love is pure
(The author is a member of Chongqing New Poetry Society)
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