Listen: the silent sound of the rain
Maybe my whole life
are following
This amorous moon
Can't hear you
Unseen
Those gray dotted lines
It's been a dream
person
Impassable castle
In southern Jiangsu
I can't even resist it
This contest that will never be known
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Put me in a cage in this place from which I will never return
It's my sad destination
My bones
It's the same around me
There was a rain
Spread over my tinkling bones
When I looked around me again
Tonight I am no longer attached to a rose
Let it be in the dim night
Steal my soul
Thieves
Wildflowers stuck in front of your court
What a painful philosophy
Like a eucalyptus tree swaying in the cold wind
Comforting my long-awaited indifferent heart
These are more than Van Gogh's abstract paintings
And the sunflowers of mourning
Whenever you look flustered
Walk with the rain
I was determined not to be an indifferent swordsman again
Always when you're drunk
Tuck the sheets lightly for you
At night, my eyes lose their luster
Like a black crow
Tossing and turning in you
Melodious strings
The compassionate bird
I heard the gray stone on it
The sound of the fire
It's like you're whispering in a rainy night
The rain fell into the bones of the night
Those sorrows have not been forgotten
In the moonlight, there are only countless crazy plants and trees
They are all without exception
All have a compassionate heart
I know that the night belongs to the earth
Those illusory times
Can be used to waste
It can also be used to stumble
It's a curse lighter than rain
Will it tolerate my sorrow all night
Outside the open space
It's still empty
As if in the night rain I heard the philosopher's teachings:
There is actually no such thing as beautiful love in the world
If you're tired of everything
Listen to what the drizzle says to the cold wind:
When the moonlight rises
Please come with me
The aftermath lingers
Where will you hide me?
When I learned that your noble soul could no longer contain my humility
I just hid under the moon
Watch a peach blossom bloom
Suddenly it withered again
Those brilliant rhetoric
will be on every light rail
Self-analysis of inner humility
The bluebirds muttered something
Fate is to use an acacia flower
In exchange for a hangover
When the terrible wind
From the boundless meadows
Took away my flock
I no longer use a majestic heart
In exchange for this mountain full of wilderness
snow
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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