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Poetry 丨Hu Jianwen: Joy is the flash of a string of tears when staring

Poetry 丨Hu Jianwen: Joy is the flash of a string of tears when staring
Poetry 丨Hu Jianwen: Joy is the flash of a string of tears when staring

Life is a Verb (Group Poems)

throw

The wind, bringing bird after bird

Throw to the end of the sky

Rain, put piece after leaf

Throw to the end of the river

Time, put one person after another

Forcefully

Throw to the end of life

dig

Steel digs rock

Lightning bolts into the soul

Earthworms and tree roots

Stubbornly, digging deep into the depths of the earth

And whose hand

Thousands of years of deep suffering

Winding laneways in history

Leaving a blood testimony?

Through

Fish crossing the water

Eagles cross the sky

Grass crosses the earth

I

Like a fish, like an eagle, like grass

Pretend to cross briskly

My whole life

disappear

You inadvertently threw it out

A stone

Slowly, sink into the invisible water

This is disappearance

You, and all those who walk with you

In time

Don't hurry, don't slow down, enter the visible life

It's also gone

petting

I'm from the South

Accustomed to the gentle stroke of the sun

And in the north

I had to accept that --

Wind and sand in the north

This rough touch

Split faces, full of love and violence

Closer to the essence of life

cover

Like wind and sand covering the earth

Cats cover their own produced swag

We may cover it at any time

The secret truth of the heart

Cover, softly or heavily with a loud sound

A rock separates

The soul and the core of reality

Oh, the illusion is boundless...

see

I saw that the snow was black

I saw the wind of conspiracy

I saw the crowd fade away

I saw ghosts dancing at the dinner table

I saw the sly sunlight

I saw the sky with the beast's mouth open

I saw the fury of lightning

I saw the tree of pain and covered my eyes

broken

From empty to full

From full to empty

That's it

A cup of life

Who, empty the cup

Then he set the cup aside

The cup opens its chapped lips

Say: Water, please give me water

And in the blink of an eye

It was already in the hands of the wind

Piece by piece – broken

It is the final fate of a cup

pool

With a blue sky as a backdrop

Draw an arc of power and beauty

Swing, swing

Young dreams are higher than clouds

Time is like a swing

Carrying everyone's life

A flash from youth to twilight

saw

Life is a saw

Saw back and forth on the heart

Blood burst out, and it was red

Pain, but can not say

Persistence in the process

That is, the meaning of life

beat

A leaf falls overhead

It is both accidental and inevitable

Just like that, a little verb for autumn

Done once

Extraordinary knocking of meaning

and a careful inquiry into fate

In the wind, please forgive the brief betrayal of vision

The boundless north is full of gold

Wanderers, wandering on the road

There was a calm snowstorm in his eyes

And the beating of fallen leaves

The door to eternal loneliness has been opened for loneliness

run

I'm a runner

I love running

With a rushing flame

Ignite the desire and passion to forge ahead

If one day

I'm old

The muscular legs became weak and loose

I will run with my heart

Finally, my heart will grow old

Decays with the body inside the tomb

I will run with my soul

Never stop, never stop...

fly

Trees stand and fly

The river runs and flies

The wind floats and flies

The stones roll and fly

People fly with thoughts

God slept and flew

Everything that flies will fall

Only God reaches the last heaven

whoop

Dull just wanted to scream

Bitterly, I just wanted to scream

Like a caged tiger

I can't wait to bite off all the fences with a scream

A lot of times

The mouth opens slightly

The cry became a broken tooth

Swallow it without any repercussions

The tiger is with us

Pace in the cage of reality

Occasionally there was a shout, like a boulder rolling down

It's often us who are hurt

Ask

Walking is the questioning of the earth by the soles of the feet

Flying is the pursuit of the sky by the wings

Looking is the gaze asking questions about the distance

Anticipation is the mind's inquiry into the unknown

And dreams, a handful of grass with infinite possibilities

Always ahead, it is the pursuit of desire

The wind blows low and life is vast

Silence is the question of the eternal meaning of the reality of existence

Reply

What can I tell you

Youth is the beauty of the grass under the rock

Love is the reflection of a pair of water birds in the lake

Joy is the flash of a string of tears when staring

Life is the nothingness of a cold wind on the tombstone

(This group of poems won the Excellence Award of the Poetry Group of the 3rd "Baoshang Bank Cup" National College Essay Contest jointly sponsored by Writers Network, People's Literature Magazine and other units)

Poetry 丨Hu Jianwen: Joy is the flash of a string of tears when staring

Hu Jianwen, pen name swordsman scholar. A native of Xinhua, Hunan, he is currently working at Jishou University. He is a member of Hunan Writers Association, a standing director of the Teacher Writers Branch of Hunan Writers Association, a vice chairman of Hunan Xiangxi Writers Association, and the executive editor of Xiangxi Literature. He has published poems, essays, and novels in People's Literature, Poetry Journal, Hunan Literature, etc. He is the author of nearly 2 million words of poetry collections such as "Sky High and Far, Life is Vast" (published and distributed by Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House) and the novel "Live Well" (published and distributed by Baihuazhou Literature and Art Publishing House). Some works have been selected into the "Selected Prose Poems of the 60 Years of Literature in New China" and "Selected Selected Chinese Children's Poems in the Past Century".

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