The genius little poet Ah Luo has been paying attention to a post-00, 15-year-old young poet in the past year, his name is Ah Luo! Formerly known as Chang Xuyang, a native of Henan, a middle school student. His poetry is impressive,
author:Warm weather
Genius little poet Alo
In the past year, I have continued to pay attention to a post-00, 15-year-old young poet, his name is Ah Luo! Formerly known as Chang Xuyang, a native of Henan, a middle school student. His poetry is impressive and talented. Don't believe me? Read his poems
Epistles
Aloe
If the wind rises when the people have not yet come
Then the twilight is just the twilight
You are the child of twilight
You are naked, you float around the world
If the man comes and the dusk has gone
It was nightfall
You are a child of the night
You're completely black, you're horribly white
And I want you to be my child
It is a child of stone
Don't grieve, don't break
Be in this thinness of this earth
Be afraid to be hard
"Fen Shen"
I have numerous images sleeping in the haystacks
I have many images destroyed by fire
"To You"
That's what I want. It was almost dark
The village became crisp and the land crispy and sweet
The sound of the tide comes from afar, staining the aroma of spring
Those things that landed faintly hung on the branches
Formation of secrets and fruits. At this moment, the wind was blowing from afar
Blowing off lies, dirt and obscurity in words. The background of the verse is mottled
The world has a large piece of life, we are verdant, emerald green
We speak our own things in the wind
We compare love in the wind to rain
No one doubted
"The Human World"
The sister and the puppy are learning dialects from each other again
Mom was still asleep
After a cold rain, there were a few more mud pits under the windows
The neighbor's child kept crying, and he kept beating