Sea moon jellyfish
Quietly, floating on the surface of the water
Like the moon, jumping into the sea
Splash the sky full of stars
The wind blows the sea, and there are a few lotus leaves
Floated up
Pulling up the waves
Small and plump
I reached out and grabbed it, leaving nothing behind
Life always shines in omission
Much like tonight
A silver-faced sea moon jellyfish
The cup of the sea
The sea, the biggest cup in the world
tonight
Accidentally lifted by me
Where's the power?
It's the Milky Way
Take my arm
The cup of the sea is filled with moonlight wine
I respect God
I also pay homage to myself
When I'm drunk, I'll make waves
The cup does not break
I am not broken, the sea is broken
The waves chase the waves
By the sea, the waves are lined up
One chases after another
Like a bunch of barefoot kids
Frolicking and running
The fingers of the wind are tireless
Knead the seawater and pile up the waves
Herds of white fish are grazed
The face of the sunset riding on the petals is crimson
A row of waves stood up
A row of waves fell
It's more like a life with ups and downs
Fish with salt
Salt dried by seawater
Large fish are raised in the seawater
Fish and salt are destined for a life or death
The fish is cut by scraping scales
The pain extends the memory for seven seconds,
Salt hugged the fish and the tears flowed
In the light, in the oblique wind
The pain is so elected
Until they penetrate and fuse
Dry to form a tail swimming posture
A man on a white horse
This morning
The white butterfly passes the dream into the dawn
The sun boils warm birds
To meet you, last night
I planted peach branches all over the black soil
Summon 10,000 acres of peach forest
March is meditating
Your white horse rides the spring breeze
The sound of hooves rattling is all over the mountains
Yamanouchi, new peaches pull out young buds
This morning, the man on the white horse came with a whip
The sound of hooves passed through the mist and tapped all over the pinna
Spring rises on his whip
In autumn, a leaf falls
The wind pushed the sun three meters farther
Back to the branches
Remove the leaves
Flocks of leaves drifted down
The one I know
It's also among them
I suddenly felt a pang of pain
Like being hit hard by something
I want to correct my memory
The hillside is getting more and more sloping
The warmth has flown south with the geese
Autumn, on a leaf
Leave the whole moment
Under the simple sky
A cloud ascends a high ladder
There was no sound in the air
The leaves fall in a slightly cool looking back
The land, inch by inch, is yellow
Leave a place for me and this leaf to stay
The beach is missed by anyone who is lost
Under the moonlight, the sea lay flat
Egrets, seagulls, and red-billed birds are gone
Only miss
Spread on the soft sandy beach
Whose thoughts, forgotten here
Tiny hearts
Sing in the breeze
That voice, how sad
The beach is clearly calling
Calling out last night's white waves
In the waves, there stood one
The dream man waving in the shadow of the sail
There are times in the world that I miss
In the night, the dream did not go dark
The moon is low
Fill the earth's hollows
At the foot of the mountain, the grass was awake
The stones made a fine cracking sound
On earth, it dawned a day
It's dark again
I lit the candlelight
In a glass of wine
The years lost the shape of youth
I will eventually grow old, with long hair drifting snow
The sunset is like a mystery
Scenery along the way, printed in flowers
Time is dead on the road
Nostalgia is like the sun in the dew of tomorrow morning
Village with sea
Village, empty arms
Arms outstretched
Bring in a corner of the South China Sea
The village has the sea, and the sea has the boat
The boat drives the dream
The waves are in groups, holding small hands and running
Laughter filled the beach
Women on the shore weave fishing nets by hand
Eyes open to the sea
Lang, who is fishing, when will he return from the full warehouse?
Is the sea meeting the village, or the village meeting the sea
They watch over each other
Silently past and present lives
Reunion is the antidote to pain
There is a hidden disease that cannot be said
Mention a word
The stool involves the lungs and the whole body is painful
She was poisoned the most
The clams that have been cultivated for three thousand years are not poisonous insects
It's your name
When those three words became worms hiding in her body
She was doomed
The antidote is reunion
A reunion is a pill
However, the reunion is indefinite
Discounted times are short and short
She emptied her heart
Fill it up with you
You can't give a single pill
Wu Hongya, Guangdong Xuwenren. He is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and the Guangdong Writers Association. His works have been published in many publications such as "Stars", "Selected Poems", "Chinese Poets", "Years", "Yalu River", "Shilin", "Chinese Han Poetry", "Yanhe", "Modern Youth", "Young Writers" and so on. He is the author of the poetry collection "Lonely Fingers" and "Walking Towards Wood". Won the 2021 Top Ten Poets Award of China Poetry Network and the Excellent Poet Award of Writers Weekly.