Flowers are not my mother’s harvest (Part 2) Text/Liu Qinghai picked a rose in late autumn and regarded it as my spring. Spring is far away and I am waiting in the wind of the coming year. At that time, the earth is flying in the sky and the sea of ​​stars. I look back in the rai

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Flowers are not my mother’s harvest (Part 2) Text/Liu Qinghai picked a rose in late autumn and regarded it as my spring. Spring is far away and I am waiting in the wind of the coming year. At that time, the earth is flying in the sky and the sea of ​​stars. I look back in the rai - DayDayNews

Flowers are not the harvest of my mother (two other poems)

text/Liu Qinghai

pick a late autumn rose as my spring

Spring is gone, waiting for

in the wind of the next year

that, the earth flies in the sky in the sea of ​​stars

I look back in the rain in the fields

rose flowers gradually withering in the palm of my hand

I am thinning day by day in the years

The colorful childhood

The mother was so young at that time, so warm

In my mother's arms, every morning, I was too lazy to wake up

I was attached to spring, and I was afraid of spring

That year, my father and mother saluted the crops in a pious way. They could no longer bend their waists

kneel down, poked the plastic plastic film with their nails

revealing tender seedlings, and then

grab the soil and cultivate the seedlings

I also kneel down

accompany me Beside my parents

Missing me, looking far away as far away

Distant, reflecting my hometown in front of me

There is a tree of flowers in my parents

Those flowers are far better than the roses on the street

One day I looked up under the tree

My mother said, what are the silly kids looking at?

The fruit after autumn is still early

Flowers are not the harvest of my mother

I can’t understand my mother’s wishes

Looking at the ground cotton blooming into a sea of ​​flowers

This is the fruit of my mother, but

everything becomes forever...

Yin and Yang

Not all flowers bear fruit

Not all cultivation becomes immortal

Not all flowers are immortal

Flowers are divided into male and female, the earth has north and south

Tai Chi diagram is a picture of Yin and Yang fish

Monthly femininity, the sun's masculinity

Femininity masculinity is also like a woman

The deeper the knowledge, the more confused it becomes

It should be called Yin or Yang?

Lianhua is a pair of brothers and sisters

Huangguo tree is not a tree

Jiayu Village is not a village

Dandan white clouds are not clouds

Benshan black soil not earth

Lianhua is not a flower

capsule is not a bag on the back

However, the legend can be a landscape

scenery can be a legend

Yanyue knife exclusive cloud long

Wudu head specifically refers to the second brother

Know? Lianhua is a brother and sister

Love is an illusion of winter

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