After the rain
Is it silence again
I will be able to recognize you from the multitude:
You stand in the wilderness
Let the wind blow your long hair
You are a beauty who returns late under the moon
With a heart like a leaf
On the night when I had insomnia
You become a beautiful shell or a slug
When I carefully pick you up
I see your soul feathering into a butterfly in front of a temple
I looked up, prayed, and worshipped religiously
Lnot miss it
But at the moment when you wander around
Crying——
Five thousand years of waiting
Five thousand years of waiting
Just for me at the intersection of your reincarnation
will capture you
You fly low
At dusk after the rain
Until the clouds disappeared at dusk
Because of love
Maestro Mozart
Can you lend your spirituality to these seas?
Next Praise Song –
Inherit its humility and its goodness
Will it plump and plump
The expression is incisive
In the spring, it hides its omnipresent tragedy, desolation, emptiness and loneliness
I know every night
It's going to moan, it's going to struggle, it's going to gallop
It will be driven by moonshine
Resurrection again
Full of enthusiasm to dedicate its coolness to the coldness of the first life
On the beach, I heard Van Gogh or Monet
They will be by the boundless sea
Drawing of reincarnated white gulls
If the wind can't explain the past
Don't
Listen to all that the wind has given me:
I come from the dark midnight
Please give me a love for you or a rose
The cherry blossoms are falling
The evening cherry blossoms that bloom in the wilderness are still falling
Like a lover who once loved
On an old track
Frolicking, running, hugging, deep kissing
But they had to divide their things
Walked intersections off the beaten track
No one is for these withered cherry blossoms anymore
Let out a final sigh
Only the bell at the top of the church still slipped by
Cold organs in the middle of the night
If spring hadn't come
Will I be those dazzling buds?
Take it until winter nights
Let the fire of eternal life
Brighten up your homecoming
Do I hide the eternal ice with my sorrow or attachment to you?
Just waiting for a thunderclap in spring
Split open my heart
Hidden Tinder
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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