[Yi Shi Liu] column | Selected Poems of Wang Yulong

Free Banishment To know

When you are in a bad mood, you can read poems

When you're in a bad mood

It's really possible to read poetry

There is an antidote to healing in the poem

It is also in the poem

The key to open the knot

If you are in a bad mood, you can write poetry

You can also write poems

Write a cavity of wandering and loneliness

It's like finding it

A confidant who can tell his heart

Hair

I hate gray hair

But I'm more focused on gray hair

In this snowy season

I had white hair

Finally found self-confidence

insomnia

Insomnia times

It was when I was most clear-headed

On the one hand, I endured

The torment of turning over and over and not being able to sleep

On the other hand

Enjoy it too

Clearly plan the thrill of tomorrow

Reverie about snow

Hundreds of thousands of years of pioneering

She traveled through red dust for hundreds of thousands of years

Until now

Still haven't met him

Maybe the search is too short

That glimpse, too hurried

He just said he was going all the way north

The North of the North

It was his own

Every winter

She has been wandering north

Sky, earth, rivers, lakes and seas

Her hair grew white

And finally all white

The search is too long

He said he liked the cold and the cold

He said hot and warm

It will make him feel deadly

She remembered

So she went all the way north, toward the bitter cold

In the freezing cold weather

She had despaired countless times

But despair is followed by hope

She said to herself

Don't give up, hope is tomorrow

Or tomorrow's tomorrow

How far away it will always be

How long it is

This is for her

None of this matters anymore

That's what she's going to do

It will grow old

Meet him

Even though she didn't want to be a Tianshan child

As for the white-haired witch

She didn't like it either

But she did already have gray hair

Also white-faced

Don't believe it

The sky was flying in pieces

It is her affection that is as deep as the sea's eyes

Her name is Snow

She was looking for that

About him

Promises that can never be accepted

About the Author

Wang Yulong, pen name Jiaolong of the Sea. He was born in Jilin City, Baishan and Heishui. He currently resides in Beijing. He has worked in Shanghai for a long time. Walking all over the motherland, I love the splendid rivers and mountains of the motherland incomparably. Since childhood, he has loved literature and poetry, and occasionally publishes small poems in his spare time. He is currently working for a listed foreign company.