Poetry: Kui Ru Luo Su Xu Ke
Photography: Wu Lun (Zhangjiakou)
Enlightened Bird
Text/Kui ru (Henan)
In the early hours of the morning she sang
Kuchu Meiyin flew into the window
A sweet dream that woke me up
Disturb my dreams
Open your eyes and it's not light
You say she's up high
I appreciate her spirit
Punctuality is like a table
Get up quickly
Get up quickly
Don't waste good time
Hurry up and have a workaholic
Cultivate beyond the realization of dreams
Live up to Shaohua Ren soaring
A happy life is set sail again
Realize the ideal of empowerment
Don't wait until dawn
Don't wait until sunset
Tomorrow dawn will go to show the grand plan
The sun shines brilliantly
Realize the Chinese dream at an early date
Guotai Min'an is richer and stronger
May 2022
——The author Kui Ru, a native of Baofeng, Henan, is a senior arts and crafts artist.
peaceful
Luo Su (Jilin)
flat
A day for little people
Oil and salt sauce vinegar tea has a light taste
Mix sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty together
quiet
The wish of the people of the world
Lover a bowl of egg fried rice
Parents called to bring warmth
flat
It's really human
WeChat group chat circle of friends
Big things and small things drift away like clouds
quiet
Healthy people wait and relax
Children smile innocently
Jing Le is self-satisfied and has no thoughts
flat
Congratulations from no jealous people
Confusion is hard to be bothered with
Arrogance is all about the wind and rain
quiet
The prayers of the bumpy people
Fate is uncertain
Self-control happiness returns
May 2, 2022
——The author is Luo Su, a native of Jilin Province, a professor and graduate supervisor.
Bloom
Text/Xu Ke (Zhejiang)
May
Opened up life with bright colors
The value orientation of everything
Made clear
It's so calm and simple on the earth
Cold interpretation follows fate
North Country Gangnam
Joy and sorrow
It's always calm
It's going beyond
Straighten your chest
Looking up at the world of heaven and earth, you can learn from it
Fanghua open-minded realm
The core is accompanied by the heart
dream
It's a kind of hard torture
It's constantly multiplying
Practice
Not simply stitching
Bodhi of Bodhi
Branches on ivy
It runs across the heart of the courtyard inches apart
A little wind
Will be warm
Heat it up
Will hopefully
Will flower language
Drifts far, far away
I forgot myself
And spring to wear
May 2022
——The author Xu Ke, originally from Zhejiang, now lives in Nanjing, and is a contracted writer of Guangzhou Young Writers Association.
Editor: Li Xunxiu, Zhao Yanju, Editorial Board of Qingyanwei Literature