Wen | Han Shuxia
Thinking of you, I can't help but think of you a million times
mortified. What the hell are you
A magical presence
You must, with a solemn garland on your head
An angel appeared on his face
Holy smile. You must
Greet the morning sun and step towards the dew
Mountains and rivers, even
A blue bird, all because of your existence
And the coming, can not hide the joy and trembling
Greet you and let the moonlight and the river
Wash me, wash and be blinded by the earth
Dusty eyes, faces and souls
Keep it at 37 degrees, just right
About author:Han Shuxia is a member of the Dezhou Writers Association. He has a calm personality and loves literature. The essay "Leisurely Hometown Feelings" won the "First Prize in the Teachers' Group of the National Campus Literature Competition", "Black And White Flowers", "Poor Students" are not "Bad", published in "Texas Daily", "Night Without Electricity", "Mother" and other articles were published in "Texas Evening News".
One point number Jade River Weilan