In the passing years, there are a few taels of broken silver
The folds are filled with the imagination of a young body
A temple in the mountains
You can't smell the fireworks in the world
The bell of the awakening world was annihilated halfway
The rain curtain hangs
Separation
I stand on the top of the mountain
The calm waters of the lake
Where are the people who have seen them now?
Armored insects all over the ground, wriggling, crawling
The reentry of a beam of light
Angle unknown
The key does not fit into the lock hole
Guests don't show up
Apples in the fruit bowl don't keep you motivated
The mirror does not reflect the evil in the world
Only reflect the passing years
People are busy eating, kissing
Spit ivory and snake hyacinth
Lower body thinking
Cosmic black holes, the function of a horse's tail
Go to the sea, look at the hometown
From time to time, a few are peddling, the same eggplant
白露未晞
A line of pampas is covered with smoke and rain
A line of white dew, a drop of acacia
You stand at the top of the song
That body is full of air and is amazing for thousands of years
You are Didi Dada, leading all things
Every river in my body
They all worship you
The beautiful scenery comes out of the heart
In the autumn breeze, you are not afraid of smoke and fire
And I, with no intention of passing by the prosperity of the season
That concern and obsession are also born because of you
Time goes by, and there is no need to define it
and there is no one to help
Start today and learn from the birds
Stock up on dry food for the job
Don't be disturbed, look at your veins on the tip of the grass
With distance, it is even more beautiful and moving
I expected a clear dream tonight
Avoid panic and dodge with nowhere to place
Through the world and dust
Walk upright and be silent
A dog's life matters
Puppy Coke is nothing less
From time to time, break free from the leash
Rushing across the street like a smile
I don't know what a crosswalk is
It remembers its own attributes
Since that time when he was hit by a car
It has a shadow in its heart
Let others drag and drop
You can't kill the street stone
Everyone laughed: it still matters to the dog's life
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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