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Lanting Selected Poems|A heavy snow hit, chirping

Lanting Selected Poems|A heavy snow hit, chirping
Lanting Selected Poems|A heavy snow hit, chirping

A heavy snowfall hit

A heavy snowfall hit, and there was a lot of chatter

Turned into a flock of sparrows and landed on the paper, and quickly covered it with both hands

Don't fly away again

A heavy snowfall, as if it were you, hugged tightly in your arms

It's too warm and greasy, but it doesn't have a drop left

Adult love, always

Disappeared without a trace

No kind of net can be caught

beauty

She has the beauty of a small bridge and flowing water

Shook his head and put the small bridge with flowing water

Separate the two sides

On one side is the golden black sun, and on the other side is the flowers blooming on paper

If you take a second look, it will be the moon falling over the sea

Ejected from marriage

That man, again and again, popped out of the marriage

He always wanted to press the rooster's head

but was cut by a feather

People who are lighter than feathers often have a heart that is heavier than Mount Tai

With a little force, it will be ejected

It's a big firework

Flashes out and makes the sky become

It's even darker

The dying throes of the martyrs

The martyrs were guillotined, and the executioner removed the blindfold

Admit or not admit guilt, never admit guilt

If you confess your sin, you will not die, and if you don't admit your sin, there is only one way to die

As if in life, people are suffering from inescapable

but he does not want to kneel, he cannot kneel

Those who knelt were drained of their bones and became

Slaves in chains

Those who do not kneel are put in chains

You can only become prisoners, but you can't take them away

Inner freedom

Come on, hurry up. If the knife is fast enough, there will be a reward for silver

With a knife down, the severed head and bones rolled far away

A note falling out of the cochlea that reads "It hurts"

The martyr's last struggle, to put death

Make it a performance art

The most painful thing in the world, the city you save

Push you to the guillotine, the hero you saved

became the executioner who cut you

Author: Lan Ting, who used the pen name Bingma, published a collection of poems "Iron Rose". Graduated from the Department of Chinese at Beijing Normal University. He used to be the executive deputy editor-in-chief of fashion magazines, and the vice president and executive deputy editor-in-chief of an online company.

Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet

Lanting Selected Poems|A heavy snow hit, chirping

Face the sea and look for the light with your black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "speaking for grassroots poets" as its mission and promoting the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, the spiritual pleasure of poetry, and the revelation of poetry to living life. He has published a collection of poems co-authored by poets, "Reading Selected Sleep Poems: Spring Warm Flowers" and "Reading Sleep Selected Poems: The Grass Grows and the Warbler Flies". Poetry friends have been working hard, the poetry club is forging ahead, constantly innovating, recommending excellent poems, producing high-quality poetry collections, reciting excellent works, recommending poets' works in various forms, so that more people can read excellent works and appreciate poetry culture, we are on the move!