Whose pain is struggling. Wang Peng, female, pen name: Juanjuan, director of the Qingtongxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles Writers Association, member of the Wuzhong Writers Association and member of the Wuzhongmin Association, published many essays, poems, and short sto

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Village in the rain

Author: Wang Peng Anchor: Youhua

sentimental tears

disturbed

hoe dance steps

top of the head of the countryside

filled with fragrant poetry

leaning against the door frame

chewing the rain

chewing a few bites of steamed bun

Put the bare mud feet into the rain

Grass in the ground

Growing crazy in the heart

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Poplar flowers are like snow

Wandering Poplar flowers

Tear up the affection for a season

Who is the pain struggling

squandering

silence

hiding for a long time silence

hiding for a long time

Stripping and growing in the sharp blade of time

Although the spring is cold, it is still beautiful and moving

Not like the fragrance of peaches and plums

No flowers red willow green

Dancing with the wind is also a different scenery

Is it to commemorate whom?

In this clear and clear season,

Collision of cold and warm self-knowledge

shows fragile emotions

easy to be sad

a tree doesn't know

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Spring Fighting Epidemic

Another sleepless night

Silent assembly number

Let Dabai, volunteer red, public security blue

Once again set off

striking red letters on big white chest

"I am a party member"

like a red heart

thunderous jump

that is silent declaration

this spring

fight of life

sounds the horn again

There is only one city in China

unity

unity

keep one mind, be content with oneself, keep one's job, perform duties

Only show the true nature of the Chinese people

The epidemic is the command

prevention and control is the responsibility

What is the responsibility behind the responsibility

How many sleepless nights

How many busy figures

behind them are

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Invisible smoke

Seemingly peaceful battlefield

Battle between angels and death

Life, survival, life and death

Like a warning sign

And like a magic hammer hitting human

Soul

Ask the soul again and again

Battle of spring

We are on the road

Iron shoulders shoulders and moral

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will surely bloom

The battle of spring

will surely sound the horn of victory

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car carries modern civilization

wakes up helanshan th millennium dream

In the heart of nine curves and eighteen curves,

Who can transcend like an incense stick

Ancient rock paintings

is the face of ancestors crying

for whom

Watching alone

In this free and unrestrained

The heart seam is infinitely enlarged

In the slope of grass without growing

Lying inspiration

Let tradition and modernity be in line with the modern

Devotional kneeling

Rain

Unexpectedly

Very well set off the mood

Make a basin of water for the people sleeping in the underworld

lonely distant mountains

is a lonely ninja

desolate and simple

suck a handful of tears from the mountains

wash the dust

let your heart go back

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The elves of the plateau

In one night

Escape

Sweep all noble and humble

Soul

Shooting in the dark corners of flies

Flying proudly into the sky

Self-behaved and show off dignity

Only rooted in the underground

Solar as always

Shaped face

Wind

Playing discordant movement

She cries like crying

Mixed The fence of the concrete

takes in the fragile beasts

on the abrupt forehead of the mountains

natural

compete with the rules of the human game

windmill

rotates with the dream without results

hounding wind

show beauty and ugliness

drink a sip of the strong unique to the northwest

When the twilight is gradually rising

dip in tears

write the boldness that remains unchanged for thousands of years

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as brilliant as summer flowers

In the chaotic scenery

blooming lonely

Quiet and transparent feeling

Above the crowd

Ging

Let the rain of tears

Wash those dusty afternoon

Look at each other silent

Let numbness scab in the heart

Wash those dusty afternoon

Look at each other silent

Let numbness scab in the heart

Heartbeat

Who is the rhyme

When summer flowers are brilliant

Plant a desire

Let love

Let full bloom

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Ancient Gorges Walk

Mediterraneans divine spring clear and bright, the vast Buddha's voice is melodious

Jinsha Bay watch the sunset, the ecological garden ripples in the heart

Bird Island scenery ripples, the soft wind blows in the painting town

Changxia swims the waves to cleanse the body and mind, the ox head Buddha realizes the predecessor

reservoir area rafts and sighs the long gorge, the Yellow River drifts playing with fish and shrimp

good scenes and enjoys the mood, and steals a moment of leisure in the busyness

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On the abrupt forehead of the mountains

You are the wrinkles of a wise man

In the vast ocean

Count the bloody winds of history

On the dry riverbed in the northwest

You are the ribs of the earth

and the legend of heroes

shouting out the ancient horn

In the long river of time

You are the pearls of time

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Walking on a rainy night

pouring thoughts

Irrescent clothes

The bus from behind comes from behind

Mother's arm circles into a light

Pulling eyes for the stars

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hoarse silent

standing at the end of the autumn wind

Watch the fallen leaves harvested ripe

Listen quietly

Rain

Come from heaven

There is no umbrella on my head

Only white hair woven web

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Author profile

Wang Peng, female, pen name: Juanjuan, director of Qingtongxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles Writers Association, member of Wuzhong Writers Association, member of Wuzhong Min Association, published more than 6 essays, poems, and short stories on the well-known platforms "Hongdou Yishuihan Boutique Media Original Literature" and "Exploration Poetry" and other public accounts.