Stand on the shoulders of spring and greet a wisp of spring breeze
I'm standing here
Eager to hand over the purple and red to the spring
You see, I'm so striking
Stand on the shoulders of spring
Greetings with people with grief in their eyes
The budding spring breeze
It's just that I always like to talk to tiredness
I like to be sad and curled up
Reminiscing, ah, those last year's falls
Red, those blue skies and white clouds
Those joys and sorrows--
Lingering
I was tormented by the nostalgia of the old heart
It was only after crying day and night that I woke up
Maybe this year's flowers are exactly last year
Those fragrant sisters
Invite me again
Join a million wild bees and butterflies on an outing
历史
Turn a page of bustling
We shake hands with the past
Wait until the weather is cold
Then go and enjoy the glory and wealth
It's dark and windy again
Veil over and leave a pair
Eyes that share the bed with the night
Hold on to this world that needs to be doted on for a lifetime
带着八千子子younger brother
We are from the eyes of the black horse
Passing through the sorrow, Koto
It's a shameless father and brother
From the bottom of a steep overhang
For thousands of years, the flowing river
It's like the golden iron horse of history
A whimper to humanity
In the distance, outside our window
The stars blinked all night and the eyes were quiet
Wait for dawn from the throat of the bird
Eject the ringtone that the phone has no download
I'm skinny
I'm skinny
For fear of being blown away by the wind
The heart is always filled with love
My love is not a watery poplar
It's heavy, like a night's rain
Straight down to the earth
In a direction that cannot be changed
We walked very tired, when the loess from the neck
Tear open a hole, and life has poured out
No more giving fate a chance to pay alone
Just like me, reluctant to act
Prisoner of Death -
To love,
Home is on the road of the far-traveler
Hold up the wind and rain, like a clear blue sky
It is like a harbor emptied by turbid waves
It was a cloud
Sails for memory
Ah, I was dragged along by disappointment
In the roar of the 10,000-ton giant ship
Fantasy to be a seagull, every flutter of the feathers
All have the taste of the sea
It was the body I longed for, intercepted
A feather that falls to the earth
What else is there to say
You say, what else is there to say
The sky is marked with clouds
Let the disappointed land go back to its old business
It's like a drawing board for freehand life
Carrying it on the body of the prodigal son
Author: Lan Bing, now living in Xi'an, is a doctor and a member of the Sleep Poetry Society. I love to write poems, I want to be washed away by the heavy rain, and I want to kiss the dripping lily of the valley in the poem.
Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet
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