In this world, there is nothing I can do
There in the black
White can't do anything
In the sea there
The flames are powerless
In the city there
The countryside is powerless
In the conspiracy there
Love can't do anything
There are a lot of people
There is nothing the birds can do
But in my dreams
But the birds are at ease
It's no longer defenseless
Beautiful fault
Face you again
Silence is my last feeling
Don't ask me why
Don't say I'm your only one
I can't get into character anymore
Dreams that were once shared with you
It has long been shattered
The warmth of the past is like a passing cloud
No trace was found
Don't wait hopelessly
My commitment is far away
Not all sowing
There are unexpected gains
Not all flowers
All have perfect results
Maybe the flowers bloom too early
More of a beautiful mistake
I'm used to watching from the sidelines
A wounded heart refuses to grieve
Only one person can ignite me
I will stay away from you
I'm still intact
Three Daddy
(a)
It is said that the third father and suona blow well
With him
A small village within a radius of 100 miles
I won't feel lonely
The third father is an outsider
The third father did not have a queen
The third father was never married
It is said that the third father also had a good relationship
I don't know why
After all, it didn't work out
Instead, it was accompanied by half a leg
Hit that time on
The third father wandered away from home
Marry a suona to be his bride
Downs
The bride awakened many moons
And hypnotized many suns
(b)
Komura
Such as sunrise and sunset
It's always repeated
The three fathers always sing the protagonist
Who's old
三爹就吹<<天堂好>>
Whose daughter's daughter marries his son and marries his daughter-in-law
三爹就吹<<鸳鸯调>>
Three dads blow every time
is destined to get drunk to death
I couldn't wake up for a few days and nights
How many times has the third father blown it?
No one paid attention
I only know the suona of the third father
It can nourish many things in the heart
The suona of the third father
I can blow out an atmosphere
(c)
That day, the third father blew < <鸳鸯调>> again
On this festive day
People were surprised to find out
The cloudy eyes of the usually happy third father
It was full of old tears
People are puzzled
Only the third father himself knows why
Xu is the third father remembered something
Xu is the third father also feels happy
People are speculating
Three days later
The bride committed suicide by throwing herself into the water
So the third father was invited again
The third father blew < <天堂好>> again
The third father is particularly invested this time
The third father blew out a lot of grudges
The third father blew the lake crumpled
The third father blew people's hearts soft
A pearl
(iv)
The third father stumbled in the dark
Return to your home with no walls
Pick up a full pot of old wine and pour it up
The oil lamp shines like a bean
The distorted old face of the third father
The third father's cloudy and sunken eyes
There were no more tears
The third father muttered Xiuxiu
It almost became his woman's name
The third father's hoarse is on the adobe wall
Rated one-sided residual view
Tell people something
The third father did not return all night
Lame howling in the wilderness
Mashed the stars and the moon
Over and over again, it hurts the heart of the night
Show--show-show-show-show-show--show-
(5)
The third daddy is crazy
People say that the third father has done evil in his life
The third father did not have a queen
The third father was never married
People say that the third daddy blows well
Whoever is old and has three fathers will blow <天堂好>< >
Whose daughter's daughter marries his son and marries his daughter-in-law
三爹就吹<<鸳鸯调>>
But it's all for someone else
The third father himself has never bragged for himself
There is no more the sound of the third father
People always feel like there's something missing in their lives
The village seems to have been much more desolate since then
People sighed with regret
Occasionally, the three fathers are poignant
and the barking of a self-inflicted amorous sleepless dog
Break the dead silence of the night in the village
People use it as their own food
久反刍咀嚼
Author: Yang Liwen, a high school teacher, is a member of the Sleep Poetry Society. The lonely walker on the road of poetry is not kitsch, not sophisticated, not forced, and expresses his heart in his own way of expression.
Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet
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