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New Poems of Tianfang - Song 50: PointIllist......... Dots......... The dust of the sun in the golden night of the dust of the night should be obscure invisible why our loneliness fills the urban space forever

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New Poems of Tianfang - Song 50: PointIllist

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Pointillism

The sun's dust is in gold

Should the dust of the night be obscure or invisible?

We are alone in urban space

Why can never be deformed closer

Those colors that penetrate you and me

Never the true self

When all things are no longer credible

Can I believe I really love you

The world has shattered into powder

The most crowded parts are also great for the non-adult type

Those beautiful details were not worth mentioning

All elegance can only be approached in ignorance

The title of this issue: Pointillism is a kind of painting method of oil painting, allowing us to approach the subjective reflection of the world.

Reader's Notice:

China's new poetry has not been clearly formed for a long time, and we are just busy ranking, shaping, and pushing out the colors. Far from the footsteps of the ordinary people of time, speculating in the creation of obscurity and frivolity. Countless people curse or sad, it is better to create, forget the flow party number, I am just an old soil, but reject the empty content and superficial form, forget the so-called fallacy of artistic evolution. To be honest, you love, is the best. This column will publish at least two new poems of my own creation every week, and admirers should not forget to add attention to retweets, which is the epitome of everything around you. I qq mailbox [email protected], do not appreciate the personnel please leave as soon as possible, do not accompany.

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New Poems of Tianfang - Song 50: PointIllist......... Dots......... The dust of the sun in the golden night of the dust of the night should be obscure invisible why our loneliness fills the urban space forever

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