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Good poem of the day|Deserted village (one song)

Good poem of the day|Deserted village (one song)
Good poem of the day|Deserted village (one song)

Deserted Village (Outer Song)

Text/Wei Feng

In front of the house and behind the house

The spread of weeds sealed the laughter

Under the eaves of the fall

Become a dojo for golden pheasants, hares, and sparrows

Overwhelmed purlins break off the backbone

Scattered tiles all over the ground

Crumbling rafters

Hang your mind in the air and swing on the swing

Mottled earthen walls

Hang out rows and rows of tear stains

The walls of the guards have collapsed

The dog's tail grass carries the pearl dew and kowtows to the sky

The abrupt chimney crouches alone on the roof

Aftertaste: The taste of the dish

Rusty locks

Bang bang bang on the white wooden door

The soft chirping of insects in the keyhole

Summon the key to a wandering land

A few cacti in the corner

Stubbornly straighten his spine

Waiting for the solace of the country

月季花含着蓓蕾

Once a month, the feast is watched for the return footsteps

Broken Buddha statues

The ruins of the wall, the top of the mountain covered by dead grass

A Buddha statue lying on its side on a thorn

The hovering eagle leaves a feather behind

Chicken feathers hiding in the grass shivering in the cold wind

Bird droppings

Decorate the eyes, ears, nose and body of the stone Buddha

Spreading moss seals mutilated eyes

The broken top flower tells the story of the past

Awakened hairy grass

Protruding a sharp bud with a Buddha plant on top

The village at the foot of the mountain

The winding highway is like a Hada string of longings

The long whistle wakes up the mind

Fields decorated with laughter

Riveting the strength to carry up the wings......

Stinged

Text/Wei Feng

Bamboo roots are like snakes swimming in the heart of the soil

Winding into knots

Generate bamboo shoots and poke your head out to listen to the wind

Earthworms pack a seat of sunshine heat

Relieve the stagnation of the land

Waiting for a seed to be planted and give birth to a piece of spring

The swallow cuts the morning light

Weave a tree catkins poplar

The spring breeze perches on the branches, shakes the peach branches, apricot blossoms, and cooks smoke

Falling to the ground and red

Paper kites climb with the sound of the wind

Explore the hearts of the clouds

Save some electric particles to brew into bursts of spring thunder

Ploughing cattle with a sturdy pace

Wake up the dormant ant colony and stir up the restless spring heart of the earth

A dove chirps and falls

Crossing the canola flowers with a slight smile

I heard the sound of the McGreen pluck......

Image: Photo by Reading Sleep Poet

Good poem of the day|Deserted village (one song)

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