Tonight, don't talk about the distance
Tonight, we don't say far away
Someone has returned from there
Farewell to the bridge, without a cloud
Walking out of the rainy alley, still holding a flower paper umbrella
Tonight, we meditate on the lotus pond
Raise a glass to invite the bright moon and sing the hometown tune
Listen to cicadas, frogs, and watch fireflies light up
Tell the story of "hoeing day at noon".
The most pleasant rain falls on the lotus pond
The nectar that fell from the sky was crystal clear
Dripping lotus leaves, tinkling
Such as Mr. Lianxi's delicate chanting in the thatched cottage
In the melon shed, the oil lamp is swaying
We know white and black, and we beat the lights
I said, the lotus picking woman is in the KTV
Rock 'n' roll posture, radiant and shining
Tonight, the breeze and the moon are good to return home
We don't talk about the distance when we meet
But you always stare at the lights of thousands of homes in the sky
Three glasses of fine wine, and then get drunk
After the thunder, it began to rain in the sky
After the thunder, it began to rain in the sky
The mountain gate is like a spring face
The poet looks at the wind from the top of the mountain
The key was inserted in the cuckoo's cry
Red apricot climbed the top of the wall and used it wet
The key to open the heavy mountain gate
A peach blossom tree on the branches
Blooming the shyness of the mountains and spring
Thawing streams, all the way to the east
Murmuring about the dreams of the mountains
Birds flew out of the mountain gate in flocks
Like a kite flying in the mountains
The poet who looks at the wind no longer sings
Walk on the green path down the mountain
Suddenly looking back, in the smoke and rain
There is a hand-built pergola
Author: Zhengxing, formerly known as Zheng Xiong, grew up drinking Miluo River water, worked as a middle school teacher, and worked as a city newspaper reporter. Some poems can be found in newspapers and periodicals such as "Chinese Culture Daily", "Children's Literature", "Hunan Daily", and "Prose Poems". Be a person in a standing posture and write poems.
Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet.
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