There is always snow lurking in the winter night
Finally, the rose
Still in late autumn
Hand over his arrogant head
I hear snow falling
Hear ghosts lurking in the depths of the snow
When I read about an ant
Deep in the snow
My mind is weak and humble
Like a wind passing through a cramped flame
We are just living humbly
lest we fall into
This mortal mud is not endless
Ode to the Sunset
Ignore these bushes
Humble corolla
It's like autumn doesn't come back to me
That white lightning
My love, please listen to my silent recitation
What is left over from these moments:
When the darkness is amazing
Allow me to moan for you
Sigh for you
I heard some brilliant lights suddenly destroying
Like a bright lamp
Enlighten the long night across the dawn
Those knotweeds: going to decline
It's autumn again
It's another night
Bounce out the fireworks in your hand
It's like the depths of the silent night
Suddenly, it came again
The fight of the fierce horses competes
It's like the wilderness
Windy
Hunted my female deer
The wilderness I love so much
Like a pair of tacit lovers
And that more than in the wind
There are countless eucalyptus trees
They are all without exception
In the night wind
Hold the torch high
Hold aloft the shining StarClan in the distance:
These warriors who died in battle
Isn't it in a fierce wind
Suicide by drinking bullets
I hear the distant jungle
He is a leopard running for his life
In the murderous bones
Look for a cluster of poisonous poppies
Wu-ch'u-hsien
The wind is blowing gently
Distant and heavy
Heavy and far away
sermon
It's autumn and you're again
With some decaying roses
Masonry to build a delicate prison
Or just in that dark night
Pretend to be entertained
I heard the flowers blooming on the other side
Hear the flowing water of the Lethe River
Hear the waves sweeping in the depths of the swamp
Every time it withers
It's all a choice
Every sigh
All hide the endless snow
I didn't know until autumn
Gardenias of the cliffs
The peak flowering period has long passed
When lonely fire
Passing in the low places of the dust of the world
We can ignore the mind
Countless times desolate
Let's see
Wind thinking
White juice in the blue ocean
Much like in the Bible
Flourishing orchids
Author: Geng Bing, network name: Houde Zaiwu, post-70s, college culture, member of Jiangsu Writers Association, columnist of Reading Sleep Poetry Society. In 95, he began to publish his works, and his works were scattered in more than 100 kinds of literary publications such as "Writer's Daily" and "Poetry", and won more than 30 national awards.
Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet
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