Begonia
I value everything that is presented in this dim light:
The wind, the rain, the dusk, the dawn
It's like the red dust of this family
Present in multiple dimensions
All that is in the world
Through this narrow jungle
You can see that
Countless Begonia Trees –
their hearts
Without exception, it beckons a kind of eternal life
The wind can't stop putting loneliness
Bring it into everyone's heart
Like the moonlight at midnight
Repent in tranquility
In a low mournful music
Chisel out the presentation of fate
It's just that there's going to be more rain in my eyes
Clogging my tear ducts
Let me be in this rainy season
Deeply disturbed
Deeply ashamed
On a brand new parchment roll
Write down arrogance and sink
and endless upheavals
On hard boulders
Extravagant hopes, hugging, reproaching, and interrogating
At midnight when no one is around
With snowflakes
Pile up a lavish castle
My beloved begonias –
Flowers that confuse me
perpetuity
Inhabits you—
The soul of the upheaval
Plants and Trees
I'm familiar with the trick of setting the sun
It's like knowing my hometown for a long time
Vertical and horizontal
It's my weakened veins
Every river channel
It's all over my homesick tendons
The wind at night is so strong
Every flower that sleeps in the moonlight
have repeatedly chosen to sink
Grass and trees in the mist
It is the legacy left by our ancestors
Every time you get closer
All make time a little older:
And those dews
It's the affectionate part of my family tree
Under the sunset
I have repeatedly pointed out
These tribes are falling apart
is the ultimate concern of the father
End of the world
The flamboyant keys were missing the blazing fire
The small bridge and flowing water are gone
All that remained in the dust were some fragments of death
About the wind
About the month
About the rose that turned to ashes
Once again, it has become a pain point in memory
How can a little sadness stop the immensity of spring
I clearly saw the twilight after the rain
Jasmine refined by raindrops——
There is paleness and decadence in holiness
In every chapter of mercy
What a luxury it is to live
Can be in an open space
Chatting
Wait for the azure rain to subside
now
And the stars lit up
Outside the window: the quiet beech tree
The rain that stayed all night was like a poet who fell into the depths
Lick again and again at night
Sadness in Dreams:
Black raindrops can't be practiced
The Covenant of Miharu
Just will be a flame like peach blossoms
Reads shallow
Can't get the last drop
Tears of depression
Like tonight's drizzle gives
Empty answers
Rika is trying to interpret something
But let the shaking beech tree
cover
A slap of desolation
It's been a long time since spring
Maybe I should get on the high-speed train
Go to your city
I've planted early spring roses for you
Just waiting for the height of summer
Open in the early morning when you can't sleep well
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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