"There must be injustice and sadness in the world, but through verse, grievance and sadness can be converted." "Chiang Hsun once said so. Reading poetry is like a process of digesting sadness, leaving a monologue for life, every week this time, I long for you to leave a time for yourself, the absence of the reality of the turmoil, women fans only read poems for you.
(Photo: The movie "The Wine")
I know you're another lonely man
Mourn the city.
It was in my dream, that corner.
Where the sun is most concentrated
All the good boys are there
Successfully grow the Adam's apple
When I'm drunk on the curb
You came over.
Leaned over and looked at me
Huge starry sky.
May I make a wish?
We're holding hands.
Sit on the side of the road
Let the day and night continue their disease, OK?
You're the only one who hears
My heart is still beating
Only you can see me
When it comes to having a lot of fun.
Still like a child.
--Excerpts from the wishing Whale to the sea
Someday I'll Miss you
And I'll miss the moment
A little strange, a little hesitant
And all the things I didn't say to you
Has roots in the tree chassis
Become another forest
One day I'll Love you summer
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Open through the side of the
An empty hole.
It's a trace.
Between the fingers of the armpits.
Along the bottom of the belly, Kao chuan doesn't margin
Nose and lip 囓 bite
The frontier of the body
To throw a long shiver
We finally found
Tears of the eyes of the eye with the nose and jaw slowly shed the sigh
--excerpts to the nasal gazelle-chuan
Write only one poem a day. Listen to only one piece of music. Read only one essay. Just want to
Something. Just one phone call. Open the mailbox only once. Swallow only one piece of medicine.
The market is only once a week. Eat a restaurant only once. Only once a letter is sent back. Only
Watch TV once. Just tidy up the room once.
Only one unlined a season. Just one cup of coffee. Just one look out of the window. Only
Ask the weather. Just think about it once before. Just a dream.
Live only one Life in a lifetime. Believe in only one religion. Only one principle is to be kept. Only
Live a way. Love only one person.
--〈 the only Huang Yijun
The sun is lying in the corridor, and the shadows are bright
The sky was blue and the grass was silent
Ah, the spring has come here
The earth is heavy and warmer
Quiet, so quiet
The world is showing up in front of me
To tempt me quietly and wait for me
Every thing seems, ah, so familiar
And yet such a singular
Every new thing is old, and
Every old thing is new.
Spring and autumn, time series cycle
Carved into a rich, more enriched the heart of the world
My heart, ah, like a pair of bright eyes
A tearful, engraved, more filled
--16 lines of excerpt to quiet Fons