"Remembering the Old Town"
Qi Zhiguo
Old
It was a jug of wine
The pot is mottled and old
But I couldn't hide it
The heart is full
Aged and mellow
How many years to stay together
Can't forget
Sycamore flowers at the south gate
Locust rice beans at the east and west gates
Years are like mirrors
Reflect the nostalgia that cannot be erased
Photography / Qi Jianshui
One point number Qin Zhen