First handshake
Zhang Tianguo
You stretched out your hand from 36 years ago to 18 years ago
I stretched out my hand from 36 years ago when I was 20 years old
Through more than 13,000 stormy days and nights
Tightly, tightly held together
I don't dare to push hard, I'm afraid
I'm afraid of my hand that carries the rails
The grip hurts you
I can't hold it too lightly, I'm afraid
I'm afraid you'll get away
Just hold it, hold the fragrance that we have passed
Hold on to those words that you want to say and stop
Hold on to the Tibetan Plateau, the secrets of those hypoxia
Hold on to the Gobi Desert, those flowing emerald green
Hold the ambition higher than the altitude
Because of your jade hands, the rails are as round as jade
Because your fingers are green, time flows backwards
I can't forget those green words and phrases under Phoenix Mountain
The recruit company rehearsed the art show, and you corrected my dancing posture
You and I will teach you to sing "Long March Songs"
雪皑皑,野茫茫
Highland Cold,Cooking Rice Bowl
Although immature, it is still full of energy
You healed the sick sentences of my Allegro book word by word
At that time, we were all rookie eggs
It's all children who left their mothers in the old house
At that time, we didn't know how to shake hands, only to salute
I want to shake your hand, but I don't dare
The Kunlun Mountain behind it is military discipline
We don't have a chance
You're wearing the glow of a collar badge cockade
From the glow of the sun came to me
The writhing military posture urged the breath of many young people
You are a female soldier, you are the god of our male soldiers
You can only look far away, but you can't reach it
Qinghai, how poetic
The poetry here is severely hypoxic
The pace slows down the blood of youth
But my heart is beating not because of the surprising altitude
It's about seeing you suddenly accelerate
No matter how high the altitude is, it won't raise your blood sugar
You often faint and are hospitalized, and I often pretend to be sick to see you
Division Hospital, three kilometers, a long distance
Looking at you once, it's like a thousand miles
One step faster, and the heartbeat will speed up a thousand, ten thousand
Jumping out of my mouth, I shoved it in again
The beating language is more than a thousand sentences
The moment I saw you, you lay on the hospital bed and said nothing
I'm sharp, but it's intermittent
The heart does not belong to itself,
跳出天外，绕云三匝，无枝可依
I was guarding the construction site at Golmud South Station
You and your comrades-in-arms look at me together
Noodles are boiled in a pressure cooker in the blank room
I want to hold a bowl of braised pork noodles and hand it to you
Before the pressure cooker could vent, the lid was opened
With a bang, the lid of the pot rushed to the roof
You screamed, and I was amazed
You have to go on an empty stomach
Disappear into the dusk when the sun goes out
That early spring morning in '82, do you remember
I was transferred to Shijiazhuang Railway Armament Engineering College and said goodbye
You're in the hospital, and you're coming out in the wind
You look at me, I look at you
What was said, long forgotten
Just remember, you're pale
9 yuan, 10 catties of national food stamps
Shove it into my hand
Say, "Take it, poor family rich road."
I said thank you, and I will pay you back later
I didn't think about it, I should shake hands once
I didn't think about it, so I saluted
I turned and disappeared into the morning breeze that cut my face
You turn and disappear into the half-open door
Since then, the ends of the earth
From then on, looking at the moon from afar
Since then, Hongyan has passed on the book
I'm sending you a beginner's manuscript of a novel
Send you a vague confessional poem
I don't know if you're pretending to be confused, or if I don't have the right words
After all, each other, if that is, if separated
Suddenly, for several months, the number 89207 was a cowhide envelope
No longer delivered on time
Suddenly, you sent a message from your hometown
Take off your uniform and restore your hometown
You said, I wish to be a stone on the road to success for the rest of my life
A country child, where can he afford it
Inferiority and honor stretch across thousands of miles
When I just stretched out the banner of self-confidence
Suddenly, someone whispered to me
I believe it, but I can't be bold enough to hate you
Burn a stack of love letters that aren't love letters
Unique Mochizuki Rainfall
Since then, you haven't said a sentence, and I haven't said a sentence
Each other, far away
White clouds and dogs, the world is like chess
You are alive in a strange distance
I wandered through the rugged mountains
Time eats away at your memory
But in my dream, there is still a blur of clarity
Ask comrades-in-arms, ask Baidu
Ask for long-distance phone calls, ask for household registration at the police station
Ask everyone you can ask
Ask all over the mountains and rivers
Ask all over the ditches and bumps of time
I don't know where to find you
Some people say that you go abroad to settle down
It is also said that you are an enigma
Don't ask, don't look for it, I'm tired
I still have to eat and dress, leaving my breath to wait for you hopelessly
It's just that the 9 yuan and 10 catties of national food stamps
Endless tossing, unforgiving
Paying off debts is a chronic disease that I will not be able to heal in this life
Magical comrades-in-arms, psychic WeChat
Finally helped me find you
The crowd is looking for you thousands of times
But you are at hand
At this moment, you and I are looking at each other
The glass, put down, and raise again
The past, forgotten, and flooded again
You listen to me, you speak of me
I listen to you and speak of you
A serial with no ending
The strange in the familiar
Familiarity in strangeness
Look for each other
A kite with a broken string, descending from the clouds
It's in your hands
Or let go of the clouds
It's like a hand held at the moment
Comrades-in-arms, dear comrades-in-arms
If you let go, where will you go
If you catch, how will you care
I don't say it, you don't say it
Warm hands, each dispersed
Second handshake
In the clouds, or in the fog
2018.9.13
Zhang Tianguo has successively served as secretary general of the Party Committee and director of the Propaganda Department of a certain company of China Railway Construction, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association, a member of the China Youth Innovation Committee, a student of the 24th Writers' Advanced Research Class of Lu Xun Academy of Literature, won the second Chongqing "Galaxy Star" Poetry Award and the "Chongqing Evening News" Literary Special Award, and published five reportages and two poetry collections, with nearly 3 million words.
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