Today ·Top poem
2022/9/10
1, outside the ashes * Lov
2, our story * Yang Jian
3, soul * Index finger
4, even Chaoxia is old-fashioned * Menglang
5, lonely desire * 中国在
6, forget yesterday * tree
7, I used to see the world * Luxixi
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2022/9/28
Away from the ashes html l5
/Lofu
You were yourself
so white that you don't need any name
Flower of death, bloom in the clearest gaze
We therefore kneel down
Towards the hour when it is about to turn ashes
hm l3 And we are nothing, blushing
Hiding in the pants bag like a fake coin
You are the fetus of fire, growing in spontaneous combustion
No matter who provokes you with the arrogance of a pomegranate
Then he raises his arms angrily, violently goes up against sweat
You are the legendary half candle
Another half Beyond the ashes
1965.8.20
Our story
/Yang Jian
We don’t know what crimes we committed,
has come to this point today.
Even if we don’t know where our source is,
We have left the eternal education of the saints.
Almost a hundred years have passed, and
We have forgotten a lot of things. Although
has suffered a lot,
has not played any role.
is like water splashed on a stone,
can't even find traces. The painful sound of
that is uneasy and has no home
continues.
won’t there be such a day,
suffer. It brings us back to being generous and open-minded.
from sadness to joy,
from aging to rebirth.
cemeteries one by one,
is waiting for our return just like parents.
We let go of ourselves,
is letting go of the long night.
soul
/index finger
If the moonlight is like the white hair that hurts the heart
If the stars are like kind and sincere eyes
Then this soul must be the darling of the night
must be the crystallization of passionate love and hate with the heavy thoughts of hard work Running towards the mysterious shadow of the cross I hope I can see the intersection Red light indicating the end of my life 1968 Even Chaoxia is old-fashioned
/Menglang
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Even Chaoxia is old-fashioned
So in the dark you don't have to look forward to the so-called dawn
Where light is poked down
So in the dark you don't have to look forward to the so-called dawn
Where light is poked down html ml2
is the day
is a group of people holding sharp tools working hard
words, words
on the horizon, whose lips are rising
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happy pollen indulge in travel
or indulge in settled, sweet life tml5
It has no consciousness itself
Pollen on the tip of the knife
Really may be taken to a strange place
Happiness, it is impossible to have too much
For example, you have also been sent to a portion of
Cut the fantasy rhizome
A handful of teenagers Paper cutter Go to colonize
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Dark night torture the sun in a secret place
The sound of the sun screaming
You can only hear the next morning when you hear
My unexpected intruder
I also touched the sun hot forehead
Dying moment
I used 100,000 roosters to wake up the world--
Even the morning glow is old-fashioned
Even dawn has nothing new to dirty humans
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But, that noble head on the top of the sky
On the horizon, who is beautiful shoulders and neck rising
lonely desire
/Zhongdao
Indoor My hearing
shaking countless times by sound
tide recedes My life has always been like
wings flying My imagination is flying lightly in
My surroundings are
Broad and thorough thoughts
My shadow seems to be a vessel of
Thoughts
Who is waving in the light
Crazy body almost swallowing the whole
Room l2 2003/7/8 Forget yesterday /tree Forget yesterday, starting today, I officially worship life as my teacher. Forget tomorrow, since yesterday can’t forget it. constitutes what happened before and supports me throughout my life. at different locations, with different gaits... I don't move forward or backward, I wait for but I'm always empty. A heavy snow of life has long missed me . I, a humble man walking into the street, I, a thin bystander, I don't show off what I deserve to show off. The sky rumbles. Quiet, quiet, quiet... Oh, the annoying street lights are with the thief! My head seems to be in a pot. Forget yesterday, I want to call for help from life ! But don't let others hear it. is extremely difficult to reach, which makes people have to look down on the body: rice is in the warehouse, haystacks are moldy. Forget yesterday, because there is only left to have a way to tomorrow! Take life as your teacher— Because I don’t want to seek help from death— Because death cannot reduce the weight of the soul. Before I saw the world /Luxixi Before I saw the world was not like this now. In the past, I looked at the moon in front of the bed, and the light outside the window was dark. Day is around me, like midnight. couldn't see anything shiny, so I went to bed. The dream in sleep is also dark. is different now: wherever you go, the light surrounds me. You said, there must be light. There is light. How much do you really value light? When I see that everything has light, only knows that you create light, not for the sake of light. You create light just to make me happy and let me see. -end-
