Every day's original poems and dreams, don't rub shoulders with me anymore
Not far from Qinghai Lake, bundles of beehives on the shore of the lake made me look miserable and charming, and the grass was full of flowers. - Haizi, "July is not far away"
Half of my life is a collection of haizi's poems, Tagore's birds, tireless, rushing to the reckless green mountains. It is the train platform, towards the unknown star, will shine for something.
And the next story is written by you. - Yun Xi
"Qinghai" text/ Zhong Huiling
We have never been to Qinghai
Qinghai is just a section of the Wind Horse Banner that is deeply planted in my dreams
On the plateau of thought, Qinghai is hunting and hunting
The Salt Lake is surrounded by a loud Gobi
Chaka sheep gather in groups at night
Silently licking the borders of my dreams
On the Milky Way train, the stars are full
Zhuang Kuo cleared the lights, which were the stars of the world
On the gap of the cypress mountain, Haizi's poems float by
Qinghai is a section of the Wind Horse Banner stationed in my dreams
The southeastern hills towards the sea The humid and hot monsoon wind blows
Blow up my campfire in Qinghai
Behind the wind is the wind,
Above the sky is still the sky,
The road is still in front of the road. - Haizi, "Four Sisters"
"Sending Haizi"
Text/Dust
Facing, facing the sea of tears.
Spring is warm, and under the warm spring is the blossoming of the other shore.
You are the fisherman who entered the Taoyuan, who has entered the country but returned.
It is also like this old red that fell into the late spring, although it protects the flowers but is buried deeply.
You are a collection of contradictions, you are the junction of two extremes.
You want to be a happy person, so you go to the country of eternal happiness.
I love spring blossoms, so I am forever frozen in spring blossoms.
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You have finally become a fool of geniuses and a genius of fools.
Purity is afraid of defilement, simplicity is afraid of complexity, and if you are trapped in a dark, complex, dirty environment, you are particularly sensitive, stubborn and stubborn, so that it is easy to despair and move towards the starting point of new life. For example, Ye Sining, Gome, Haizi, Sanmao, Gu Cheng......
In the end, let us always remember Haizi's affectionate wishes——
From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person
Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world
From tomorrow, care for grain and vegetables
I have a house facing the sea and spring blossoms
- Mu Chenxi
【Group poems】Text/Mu Chenxi
"Born to the Sea" - written to the distant sea
In a hurry you came
Carry the dust of walking poetry
Quietly you're gone
Keep the blood of a pure poet
Slowly you approached
The picture of literature unfolds
In the baptism of poetic spring light
You write and forget the time
Slowly you go farther
End the loneliness
In the gaze behind you
A cloudy sky collapsed
You keep your loneliness to yourself
Left to the destination, left to the end
The wind that whistled through the mountain customs
Also forget the way you came
You leave the laughter to your friends
Leave it to the rising sun, leave it to the distance
That spring blossoms in the dream of the residence
It also lost its shining light
Brilliant stars
Shine high on the hillside
That's me for you
Blessings and exhortations
Distant Milky Way
Echoing the fireworks of the world
That's what you taught me
Existence and life
2022.3.5
The sky is nothing
Why comfort me
Desolate land after the harvest
People took away a year's harvest
Took the grain and rode away the horse
The people who stay in the ground are buried deeply
The pitchfork sparkled and straw piled up on the fire
Rice is piled up in a dark barn
The barn was too dark, too silent, too fruitful
It's also too desolate. —— Haizi,"Poems of the Night"
"Star Dream Train" [Imitation of Haizi's "Motherland (or Dream as a Horse)"]
I'm going to make poetry and far away
Become a lifelong idol
Let the fire and the sun
Become a noble faith
Like all passengers on the Dream Train
I had to dream for it
Endure the sleeping hours
A variety of clowns
Take ugly steps
Pretending to be crazy and stupid to me
I alone lifted up the flame of poetry
This fire is magnificent
The sacredness of the poet is called
For the flame never to be extinguished
We went together
Don't be afraid of the night
Touched by the snowy mountains that will also be cold in the middle of summer
It opens its arms
Accepted us graciously
Allow me to use dirty footsteps
Endlessly sought here
Like golden stars
Brilliant in the mountain of the gods
I watch over this fire
And devote a lifetime to it
Of the gods' creations, I am the only one who is the most perishable
Because I don't have a sad and unpleasant attitude toward death
Only the mountains are my cherished
I drew her in tears
Draw her as if it can shield the wind and rain
I would like to be a new star shining in all directions
In the sky
Or just on the train of poetry
I am infinitely ashamed to face the mountains
I was young and humble
The greatest strength is not enough
Sacrifice for the magnificent nature
Lonely footprints, dry and unmoving
The power of the individual cannot make collective poetry
If in ten million years I can be reborn in the mountains of my motherland
In ten million years, if only I could have the vastness of mountains and rivers again
I would like to join hands with the passengers on the Star Dream Train
Turn the poet's soul toward eternity
My eternity is to be
Tears of the stars
From ancient times to the present, human beings have never looked up to them with affection
This piece of dazzling light
In the end, I will also become a star of the world
The stars are my life
My name, my faith
There is a country of trains there
Record the immortal life of the world
Maybe I'll lose to humanity
But the stars, they've always been alive
2021.10.23
Facing the great river, I am infinitely ashamed,
My years are wasted,
Empty and tired,
Like all poets who dream as horses,
The years pass by without a drop. - Haizi, "Dreaming as a Horse"
"Flowers a Good Full Moon" - To Haizi
Text/Far away
You're leaving too early
I came too late
Venus is falling when you go
Silver Frost first came when I came
You and I look at each other
Only the sun has passed
An empty parabola
Flowers have been thanked
The month is crippled
Raise a glass of cold wine is even colder
But I still came after all
Come and meet you in the distance
Flowers in the distance for a good full moon
Rain is missed in a lifetime,
Rain is a mixture of joy and sorrow. - Haizi, "I Ask: Rain"
Tomorrow it will be cold,
Short days and long nights,
The road is far away. - Haizi "Maple"
"To The Sea"
Text/Silent Leaf
An orange
It is the last thought you leave for this world
I know you're just tired
You travel thousands of miles to meet your confidant in the West
Bring wheat
And he put down the sunflowers he was carefully depicting in his hand
Heard
After you go
The wheat is still lying in the countryside
And sunflowers fetched sky-high prices
But so what
Whenever the breeze blows the earth
The wheat all went in the same direction
Full ears of wheat yo
It was the smell of harvest
Pioneers hold high torches
Break through the blockade
This is written in the last words:
Words are immortal
Poetry never dies
Don't say why the candlelight of death should be poured, life still grows on the water of sorrow, the moonlight shines in the moonlight, the moonlight shines, and tonight the beautiful moonlight flows together. - Haizi,"Moonlight"
"Spring, My Sea Son"
Text/Feng Yue
In spring, the flowers of Yuguan bloom
There is one more wronged soul in this land
They say you are the son of the sea
Can this spring be revived again?
Asian copper, Asian copper
Please give life again
There is a happy place on earth
That's not what you call paradise
Sunlight hits the wheat field
The wheat in the spring is growing savagely
I lifted the grain above my head
Enjoy the glow of this sun
In the night, the flames were about to go out
The poet who keeps vigil in the wheat fields
Cover this last flame
Bury your eyes and go into a short hibernation
You said you loved
What a stupid four sisters
The wheat had long since been laid down
Wheat in the air
It is no longer the wheat of despair
That ancient history
We used to have it together
The years have overshadowed the splendor of our ancestors
Culture hides the seeds of a thousand years
I hold this fire high
Look for the road in front of the road
It was the life of my career
What you mean by happiness
And what kind of suffering are you suffering?
Twilight in the Pacific Ocean
It's like a graveyard of love
You are a poet of pain who is buried
A lifetime of pain in spring
Who can talk about happiness in their lifetime
The house you own
It is still filled with loneliness
I seem to understand your happiness
Poetry Throne Sun
I also understand your suffering
Wandering Love Survival
This spring of the year
Is it the same as that year
The legend of the king was created and destroyed
Tomorrow, my haizi
Are you really happy?
There is a very cute person in the world, this person is looking at this article, really envious of these words, thousands of mountains and rivers, see you on my behalf. Forward it with sugar to eat
Author | Original Poetry | Yunxi / Zhong Huiling / Dust / Mu Chenxi / Yuanfang / Lonely Leaf / Feng Yue (in addition to poetry in the text ◎ Quote sentences Some sentences are derived from the signature and unnamed provenance of the invasion and deletion Thanks to the American masterpiece)
Figure | (Source Rabbit Pine Nuts (handwritten) and Network Invasion and Deletion Thanksgiving Beauty Picture)
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