◎The blue sky of Mica Creek. Every time I go back to Mica Creek, I can’t help but look up at the extraordinarily blue and extraordinarily white sky. It always makes me speechless and speechless. After searching through all the vocabulary I have stored, I can’t find a single word

◎The blue sky of Mica Creek

Every time I go back to Mica Creek

I can't help but look up at the sky

The extra blue and extra white

always make me speechless and speechless

After searching all the reserved vocabulary,

I found it. There is less than one word to describe the joy that

fills my heart with.

A kind of self-promotion is always growing in my heart.

Every time I leave Mica Creek, I always have to look up at the sky.

That extra blue and extra white color always make me feel sad. Reluctant to leave each other

I want to cut off a piece and take it back to the city

But I can’t take any piece of you away

The regret in my heart

makes me ashamed every time, and I quietly enter the city

◎The clouds of Mica Creek

The clouds of Mica Creek

Snow white The snow-white

is covered with a blue sky

and underneath is the emerald green mountains

floating in front of my eyes

like the cotton flowers in Xinjiang

like the sheep on the Hulunbuir grassland the clouds of the mica stream

So close, so close

Floating above my head

I can pull off a piece of you with just a raise of my hand

If I take a small bamboo stick

and insert it into the cloud

I will eat you like a marshmallow

◎Mica Creek The sky

Mica Creek

The sky is so close

Lying in the room where I was born and taking a nap

When I woke up

I saw it through the wooden window

The blue sky hung in front of my eyes

I seemed to be a space crew

From the hatch of the spaceship Seeing the clouds in space

The blue sky and clouds outside the window are not moving

It’s my windows that are moving

My body feels as weightless as agarwood

I can’t get up for a while

I think about it

It turns out that my old house in Mica Creek

That is the Tiangong No. 1

Liu Yiping who traveled thousands of miles a day. He was born in 1965 in Yongzhou, Hunan. He is the party secretary and chairman of the Yongzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles. National second-level writer, one of the first batch of 300 project personnel to support literary and artistic talents in Hunan Province. He has edited and published 14 volumes of cultural literature books. The long reportage "Scaffolding" won the first Yongzhou Literature and Art Award, and the long cultural prose "Zhou Dunyi Thought Map" won the 8th Hunan Province Excellent Social Science Popularization Book Award.