Excerpt from the poetry collection "That Place of Fireworks"
Author: Rainbow
Precepts
Read to a certain extent, just stop
Behind the text, another you
Waiting alone not far away
Write to a certain extent, just stop
Beyond the square inches, there is so much beauty
Greeting you
Talk to a certain extent, just stop
The words are light, the eyes tell you
It must be true
When you get to a certain point, stop
Desire is always too fast, with a body accompanied by a soul
It's you
In the rain, pass by the city where you live
All thoughts are like a layer of water mist that blows through
That oily road. The flower that is blooming
That lush. That's mottled. That's deep in the city
Popularity and light. Love and hate. It's all from you
I just think, there are so many of you
It was once vivid in the city. If you come from a flower
There is enough green or red for you to prosper
For you to live in simplicity or mud and sand
Today, you are relaxed and skilled in love and hate
I would say that a drop of rain from afar is intentional
The earth that embraces the rain has a heart
I don't know where to put this thought
to let you know that I have come
And the thought of a room in the city
Under the soft light, quiet you
- I'll rest assured
Women are like smoke
1
Don't lose, Springlight
Time warms up in the garment
Slim jade fingers, open to the wind
past events. Feminine into poison
Dark night, except smoke
What else, can put the wound
Turn into a beautiful mistake
Who is that incense pointer. Who's in
In the middle of the night, read each other with you
Set yourself on fire
2
Red lips, skimming over lies
Skim the storm. Passing through one disaster after another
Willow waist light. Emei. Misty Lan returned
It all ends with temptation
Many people believe in love
You cocoon at night. The first taste of pain in the fingertips
Like a glamorous poppy. Simply for life
Open once, one less time
3
Not all beauty blooms on the bud
You feel yourself, ignited by the wind
Or between someone else's lips. A little bit of exile
The passing of time is like burned ash
Squandered in advance by the wind. Lit fireworks
Let whose lips kiss again
Loneliness is the cunning lover of the night
Devouring, snickering. Since he left
You are absolutely red dust, and the shadows are swirling, as if you have just slipped out of the chat
4
At the moment, the light is pouring. You run out
The woman exerted all her strength to close what had once escaped
Incense soul. Wrap up all the dark incense floating frivolity
Stay away from the arsonist, away from the one-liner who is a slur
Stay away from the plain white wedding dress that humans have specially prepared for you
Let the tobacco re-green and let the tobacco leaves
Returning to the branches, the land is plump and the grass is lush
No need to sensationalize, you are the lady of all things
The fragrance of the world. All the orchids are fertile and
You have it all
All the words of praise and the gaze of love
It's all yours. You are good-hearted, not of the world
Not to mention the next marriage, tar, nicotine, insomnia and cancer cells
These are human tricks after another
About the Author:
Rainbow, formerly known as Zhang Caihong. Vice Chairman of Kundong District Writers Association, Vice Chairman of Kundong District Literary Association, Deputy Secretary-General of Pingliang Writers Association, Member of Gansu Writers Association, And Contracted Writer of Literary Monthly. His works have been published in Poetry Journal, October, Chinese Poetry, Poetry Exploration, Stars, Feitian, Yanhe, Yan'an Literature, Gansu Daily, etc. He has won the Taohuatan Li Bai Poetry Award, the "Centennial Of Chinese New Poetry" Global Chinese Poet Award, the Ma'anshan Li Bai Poetry Award, the 8th Yellow River Literature Award, the Kuntong Literature and Art Award, the Lotus Terrace Literary and Art Award, etc., and has authored poems such as "Counting Flowers and Blossoms" and "That Firework".