On World Book Day| recommend reading poems by 9 young poets

Zhang Yaoyue: Cooking time

Nanji is too anxious, from Rong yu to a straight road

I said: Ten thousand reluctant, pear blossoms with snow

When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the street market is terminally ill

The carp turned over and died under the flowers

The wind and currents stir up the water of the whole basin-like pool

When the spring snow melted, I had to treat the dark wounds in the treetops

We visited the city where the spring breeze was split in the midst of illness

The light and the shadow slant across the shallowness of pathos

Turning his back on the countrymen, he let out a groan of amazement

They are like humble lungs, hidden in the stomach of the city

It was shaky all day, emitting a lonely echo

The city is like a fish, and the streets and alleys are like water

A lot of time is more piercing than pain

Through the skin, touch the scales of the city

We rushed to the spring and used decoction as food

Poet Profile: Zhang Yaoyue, pen name Fingertip Sha, a native of Yingshang County, Anhui Province, whose works have been scattered in literary publications such as Poetry Journal, Poetry Monthly, Stars, Yanhe, Luming, Anhui Literature, etc., and won the "Annual Top Ten Young Poets Award" and the Fifth Jintai Poetry Award in Anhui. He published the poetry collection "Born from Things", a member of the China Railway Writers Association, a member of the Anhui Writers Association, the deputy secretary-general of the Hefei Writers Association, the president of the Happy Literary and Art Salon, and the editor-in-chief of "Happy Literature and Art".

Wang Changzheng: The Dance of the Miners

A lean man, a bare-striped body

Dance with a shovel underground

Sometimes windy, sometimes slow

A soul full of passion in the body

Command according to their respective duties

Beads of sweat converge into a river, and the eyes are full of calmness

There is a strong and powerful breath in it

Convey the joy of the harvest

Labor is given a sacred mission

Cooperate like a hunter

Surround the fire one by one

In this isolated underground

Talk about loved ones back home and unpredictable life and death

Who has seen this forbidden dance?

Lost and intoxicated are like floating worlds

The body possessed by the ghost god

Irreplaceable Messenger

Receiving the womb of heaven and earth

Give the bodhisattva the pride of dust

Poet Profile: Wang Changzheng, Deputy Secretary-General of the Chinese Popular Literature and Art Research Association, whose works have appeared in more than 500 newspapers and periodicals such as Poetry Journal, Chinese Writers, Shanghai Literature, Beijing Literature, People's Liberation Army Literature and Art, Stars, Yangtze River Poetry Journal, Green Wind, ShiLin, Poetry Tide, Feitian, Qinghai Lake, Yanhe, Poetry Monthly, Tibetan Literature, Shandong Literature, Anhui Literature, Hongdou, Haiyan, Xiamen Literature, etc., and now lives in Beijing and Hefei.

Zhongrui: Snow drifts in late spring

Snowflakes, silencers sprinkled on the earth

Those seemingly unflattering imagery jumps

It is a trance that is easy to appear after aging

The distance spanned will also widen year by year

For example, watching the news in the early morning in late spring

There were children chasing each other outside the window

The temperature on the balcony rose sharply

Look up, turn your head, the sea in your head fluctuates

Lightning and thunder over darkness

It was as if someone had whispered a word

"The wider the range of hot noise,

The more you will miss the snow days. ”

Snowflakes, this image of leaping into late spring

White, instantly covering the field of vision

The whole world was suddenly silent

It's like a piece of delicate hexagonal structure

All are hidden in the devices that silence the human world

At the end of spring, the imagery of all things is growing wildly

All you can do is keep your mouth shut

Poet Profile: Zhongrui, a native of Wuwei, Gansu, currently lives in Hefei, Anhui. Screenwriter, director, poet, member of Anhui Writers Association, executive vice president of The Runaway Literary and Art Salon. Some poems have been selected for "Prose Poetry", "Tianjin Poets", "Oriental Literature", "New Poetry Daguan", "Chinese Han Poetry", "Selected Collections of Young Chinese Poets", "Suzhou Literature", "Henan Poetry", "Mammoth Poetry Journal", etc., and published the poetry collection "Five Tigers of Leisure" (co-authored).

Kong Xiaodun: Tonight, I slept in the Dongda River

The East Great River hides from the fish

Slipped away from my fingertips quickly

August sea buckthorn, October sand dates

Mouth full of palm rough taste

Saw the train for the first time at the age of five

Like the sadness of a child

Roaring and galloping away

I was reluctant to have grandma and the East River

Crying and refusing to get into the car

The train barn crushes the old times

Scattered in the cracks of time

Can't piece together a complete small courtyard

The flames dangling in March

Paint the withered face over and over again

Ash to the people waiting by the side of the road

Release the last trace of warmth

I slowly opened in the night

Lie down to the dilapidated riverbed of the East Grand River

Sleep next to you

Poet Profile: Kong Xiaodao, likes to watch the sunset. His works have appeared in publications such as Prose Poetry, Horse Horse, Tianjin Poet, Wind And Current Generation, Young Poet, Yangtze River Poetry, Literary Monthly, New Poetry Highland, Canal and so on.

Li Dongsheng: Leaks

Snowflakes leaked from Winter's fingers

Light leaked through the cracks of the night

That night, I was left out of a dream

Deep insomnia

No one is going to leave you behind

Lights and snowflakes sneak out

They're all trying to please you

Poet Profile: Li Dongsheng, young poet, tea man, member of Anhui Writers Association, vice president and secretary general of the Runaway Literary and Art Salon. Some of his works have been selected as "Young Poets", "Yangtze River Poetry", "Chinese Han Poetry", "Poetry Series", etc., and authors of the collection "Five Tigers at Leisure" and so on. He has participated in the organization of large-scale cultural activities such as the tribute to Haizi, the Anhui Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival, the Getaway Culture and Art Festival, and the Hefei Free Art Exhibition. He won the Anhui New Poet Award and the Young Poet of the Year New Poet Award.

Chen Shaomei: Holding hands with a crazy tree

01

At ten-and-a-half o'clock in the night when the air was violently stirred by the wind

I held hands with a crazy tree

02

it's raining

Then wait for the world to dry before going out

03

My friends are at the end of the world

So no one here and now turns on the switch of my talk

04

The alarm clock rang over and over again

She closed her eyes and groped and closed again and again

The mobile phone should be very wronged

05

When I was a teenager, you scab in my heart

But scarred physique people

It will only grow into a more shocking scar

Poet Profile: Chen Shaomei, a native of Shandong, is currently a graduate student majoring in English translation at the College of Foreign Chinese of Lanzhou Jiaotong University. His works have been scattered in "Chinese Han Poetry", "Poetry Series", "Young Poets", "Yangtze River Poetry", etc., and has won the "Annual Top Ten Campus Poets" award of "Young Poets".

Zhao Yulei: The village after the year is on a blank slate

After people left, the village was like a wall of silence covered with moss.

Winter is also gone, and spring crawls stiffly in the snow

After people left, the snow was like a blank sheet of paper

I persevered in the desolation and gave lyricism to the village

The days grew longer, not alleviating the loneliness of the village

The faded winter coat was bloated, spreading the white paper wider and longer

Poet Profile: Zhao Yulei, born in 2001, a native of Zhoukou, Henan, a member of the Henan Poetry Society, a member of the Zhoukou Writers Association, and a director of the Huaiyang District Writers Association. His works have been published in journals such as Young Poets, Poetry Series, Elements, and Chen Zhou Literature. He won the 4th Yuanxiang Poetry Award, the 4th Yuanxiang Novel Award, and the title of "Top Ten Emerging Poets" of "Young Poets" from 2021 to 2022.

Wang Lusheng: Restart the castle

The golden sunset stops in front of the Lone City Gate

The king's trumpet sounded through the clouds of the desert north

The jade belt golden armor eagerly pushed open the city gate

Escort camels and hunchback doctors into the customs

Crisp camel bells echoed through all the streets of the lonely city

The awake man lay on the windowsill and cried weakly for medicine

When the grain and herbs and the elixir are delivered in turn

Reiki and vitality are once again infused into the ancient castle

The swordsman is awakened by a trumpet and a camel bell

Only hunger urged him to carry his sword forward

Jumping lightly dodged the package that flew in from the window

The king's grain and grass saved the swordsman and the cat

The howling of the wind gradually muffled the camel bells

The swordsman carried his bag through the streets of the city

Suddenly, a faint cry for help came from behind

Inside the broken grass hut lay a beggar with pestilence

The swordsman took water for the beggar to take the elixir given by the king

Leave some of the food around the beggar

The cold moon in the sky is silent

Inside the castle, the sound of people has gradually boiled into the first light

The swordsman packed his bags and continued on his way

The fierce wind sprinkled the snowflakes more and more fiercely

The cold hilt sucked the swordsman's temperature

The warm castle gradually faded into the heart of the swordsman

Poet Profile: LoneLy, formerly known as Wang Lusheng (1991.9.6-), a native of Taikang, Henan, now lives in Xi'an. At the age of 13, he began to learn to write modern poetry, and now works as a special editor of Young Poets. His poems have been scattered in "Young Poets", "Chinese Han Poetry", "Chinese Love Poetry Journal", "Poetry Series", "Youth Poetry Journal", "Chinese Poetry Daguan • Selected Poems of 365 People" and China Poetry Network, etc., and his poem "Night" won the "Poetic Fragrance" Finalist Award of the 3rd International Poetry and Wine Culture Conference.

Zhang Peiliang: North

I can also remember the time when it was cold

The thin suitcase was stuffed with heavy clothes

The snow pressed against the black soles of the shoes and made a creaking sound

A breeze burrowed into the pockets of his pants and into the gaps in the zippers

Sometimes, the yellow of the light is no different from the white of the snow

The little bits and pieces that fell down

There is not much difference with fragments of memory

The station is north, and the terminus is also north

Even thoughts and footsteps are facing north

The trees of the plain are connected by a dark line

The pond became calm

Perhaps, the blackfish on snowy days also need warmth

At the age of traveling at night, the wind and snow are thick

Arriving in the north in the early morning, it was freezing

Poet Profile: Zhang Peiliang, a member of the Anhui Writers Association, an annual outstanding member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Poetry Committee of the China Popular Literature and Art Research Association, was selected into the "Hefei Outstanding Literary and Art Workers 'Double Hundred' Training Program". His works have appeared in Poetry Monthly, Prose Poetry, Chinese Poets, etc. His works have been selected into the "Selected Collection of Young Chinese Poets" and so on. Published poetry collections such as "The Dot of Youth" and "The Five Tigers of Escape". He has won the 4th Luo Binwang Youth Literary and Art Award. Initiated the organization of anhui youth poetry club and so on. He is currently the chief editor of the poetry journal Young Poets.

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