Poetry : 2021 Mid-Autumn Festival | Chen Shaohua: Holding a Mid-Autumn Moon (Group Poems)

Text/Chen Shaohua

Ask the moon when thinking of you

Without prophecy, the roundest moon fell in front of the window

The pouring moonlight has been covered by a wisp of vine

Dragging, like a man turning the night sky suspicious

Suddenly worried again, obeying the invisible look

Pluck the stars for you

The direction of the wind blowing is an undulating track

Pick them up and shake them up

When you give yourself to the moon, allow me

Repeat the mountains and rivers, thinking of you

Let the moonlight highlight the rushing rivers

Wider and wider, and silvery white

In the jade plate, the seeds of amorousness are displayed

The probability of germination is greater than that of flying fireflies

Light refreshes the soul, everyone who falls in love

Peel off the cobweb-like veil

Whoever has panic and loneliness, with an illusion

Ask the moon and decide to think of you again

At the full hour of the moon

I've always believed that at full moon there were some sounds with their backs to the valley that were chaotic

Rounder than the moon

It was a glass of wine from Mr. Dongpo

It can gather all the moonlight

Succumb to the floating shadow

I just put the moon in my hometown

Traced to the top of the mountain. The difference is

A moon cake that is rounder than the moon

Always in the heart of the mother

Mid-Autumn Festival

Let me hide some intense beams of light

The Milky Way has no bridges, no boats, and no aquatic weeds

There is no other shore that makes me a stowaway

I made a meteor that flew by

Find a reason to return home and soak up the smoke

Days are as light as chrysanthemums

The golden back gathers a busy lifetime

The distance of the flash has been inexorably increased or shortened

Heaven on each side, salvage the same moon

Crying is not a helpless choice

I believe that the vicissitudes after the autumn rains have lost their freedom

Mid-Autumn Festival, a certain city, a certain village

Outside the hidden door, there was moonlight falling

Someone leaned over the body with me

Attach dirt and look for the roots of the weeds

Every ray of moonlight has a platform

Dusk and dawn alternate in the night

Guard a ray of moonlight in advance, as light as a leaf

And the leaves are the spirits blown by the autumn wind

The city you left behind has been lit up

At the next stop, there is a kind of whiteness that is confused before our eyes

I believe that every platform will be resurrected at night

Under the moon, someone made an appointment for a rope

Squeezed our heads and souls in advance

At the end of the line, the moonlight shook the last name

So there is no need to bury the shadow with dust

There is no need for a place of origin and a vehicle to travel to and from the hometown

Every platform wandered away from the crowd

And we, dragged by bats, are tired

More like a straw, in the south, lighter and lighter

O moon, it is the person who carries the lamp

We were always being carefully supported

We hold a Mid-Autumn Moon in our hands

Night sky, slim

The moonlight flows calmly through the duckweed

More pathfinders don't get lost at the same intersection

We are all distant believers

In front of his chest, the sound of the wind was waking himself up

Cloudy and sunny deficiencies, such as weight gain and loss

Something profound has been rendered back by a lamp

The bright moon hangs on top of a tall building

The heart sinks into the lows of the city

Frivolous feathers, crying in secret

A withered straw

Enough to feed a person far from home

We hold a round moon in our hands

For tomorrow, I made an appointment in advance for the light of the world

The man with the lantern is still moving forward

The moment the moon fell smoothly, he revealed his surname

We, on the other hand, are used to withdrawing from the moon

Hug the fall, or heavy grounds

Make the distance closer, no distance

【About the Author】

Chen Shaohua, a native of Yingshan, Sichuan Province, a member of the Writers Association of Sichuan Province and Guangdong Province, whose works have appeared in poetry journals, stars, poetry forests, sunshine, tianya, Tianjin literature, Sichuan literature, works, guangxi literature, Fujian literature, mangzhong, Chinese poetry, running stream, Sichuan daily, southern daily, prose poetry and other publications, and author of the poetry collection "City ◆ Countryside ◆ Iron".

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