Daydream sheep
A song that still reverberates in the depths of the steppe for eight hundred years.
The Shule River, under the Yin Mountains. The sky is like a vault, and the cage covers the four fields. The sky is clear and the wilderness is vast. Wind blowing grass low to see cattle and sheep.
The poem is like a bronze sculpture that can withstand the wind and rain, the sun and the rain. The more you read it, the more flavorful it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more enduring it becomes.
And "No Sheep" in the Book of Poetry is a large-scale absurd painting:
Who is sheepless? Three-hundred-dimensional group. Who is a cattle-free person? Ninety of its calves. Er sheep come to think, its horns are thick. Erniu thought, his ears were wet. Or descend to A, or drink in the pool, or sleep or blackmail. Ermu Laisi, He Jiao, or Negative Qi. Thirty dimensional objects, erzhu animals. Ermu laisi, steaming with salary, male and female. Eryang thinks, is reserved and conscientious, and does not collapse. The humerus rises, and the bilai rises. The shepherd is a dream, the Zhongwei Fish, the Zhongwei Yuyi, the Adult occupies it; the Zhongwei Fish, the Shiwei Fengnian; the Zhongwei Yuyi, the Shiwei Fengnian; the Zhongwei Yuyi, the Room Family Qinqin.
A few strokes outline the dreams and dreams of a shepherd who holds a sheep and whips a dozing shepherd in a hot summer season.
As the saying goes, spring sleepiness and autumn lack of summer napping, napping moments are also dreams come true.
Groggy, in a trance, a pile of flesh, out of the blue. Out of the world, trance, accompanied by big dreams, surrounded by left and right.
To have a dream is to have a moment of joy.
"No Sheep" a poem, the first sentence on the split head cover face came a heavenly question, who said you do not have cattle and sheep, the wild white sheep horns squeezed the horns, the yellow bull ears listened to the ears. Lying down, lying down, walking, chewing, a great deal of ease. It's all your sheep, your cows.
As soon as the picture turned, the image of the shepherd's great shore bloomed proudly. In the breeze and rain, the shepherd wears a cloak and cuts the firewood and grass diligently, while catching the birds in the sky at will. Once the whip is raised, the cattle and sheep obediently surround them, they neither dare to run around, nor dare to move, all actions are under the command, it is not comfortable.
The power of culture and customs lies in not only going deep into the bone marrow, but also jumping into dreams from time to time. Whether the dream comes true, do not forget to ask the witch of divination. Whether the dream exists or not, see if the witch's divination works.
Shepherds have shepherds' cunning and little humor, shepherds have real dreams of shepherds, and shepherds have shepherds' disbelief.
What kind of person is a witch, a person who sees people and talks about people, who talks about ghosts and talks about ghosts.
The shepherd told Wu Xi that in my dream I had dreamed of countless fish, colorful and colorful. Wu Xiao interprets dreams, good things and good things, this dream indicates that the next year will be full of cattle and sheep, and people will prosper.
After the witch was gone, the shepherd said to himself, a big dream, no sheep, no sheep, or no sheep. Nonsense, always magnificent. Pit deception, always grandeur.
I reckon that the story of "Yellow Sorghum Dream" should have been plagiarized from the poem "No Sheep".
The little thief steals the word, the big thief steals the meaning.
Where there are so many innovative ideas in the world, it is nothing more than stealing the words in front of you and stealing the long-standing bluff.
