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Bullets are flying - to Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world

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——To Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world

Wang Bingqiang

Bullets are flying - to Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world
Bullets are flying - to Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world

You say,

You are a shot

Bullets exiting the chamber.

I say:

Sir, you are wrong!

You are a shot

Bullets that have already shot out of the chamber,

This bullet,

Always fly at the level.

Your pen, never insomnia,

Write new and good poems all the time;

Your gun, always awake,

New bullets are fired all the time.

is a warrior,

will never lay down their arms;

is a weapon,

Just be ready to shoot at any time;

It's a bullet,

will never retire,

Eventually, it will be shot out of the chamber.

"I'm a bullet that exits the chamber"

It's just you, sir

Great modesty!

Bullets are flying - to Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world
Bullets are flying - to Mr. Sang Hengchang, a giant in the poetry world

Profile of Sang Hengchang:

The front of the Motherland

It's my chest

Behind the Motherland

It's my backbone

I am a bullet that exits the chamber.

About the Author:

Wang Bingqiang is a retired senior Chinese teacher in Lixia District, Jinan City, and a member of the Shandong Writing Society.

(31 January 2024)