Chapter 9 Nine
sunlight
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Author: Haizi
pear blossom
slide on dirt wall
Niuduo Shengsheng
The aunt took two little cousins
stand in front of me
like two black charcoal
The sun is actually strong
A whip and blood from which all things grow!
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journal
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Author: Haizi
Sister, tonight I am in Delingha, the night is shrouded
Sister, I only have Gobi tonight
At the end of the grassland, my hands are empty
Can't hold a single teardrop in grief
Sister, I am in Delingha tonight
This is a desolate city in the rain
except those who pass and live
Delingha ┄ ┄ tonight
This is the only, the last, lyrical.
This is the only, the last, steppe.
i give stone back stone
let victory win
Tonight the highland barley belongs only to her
everything is growing
Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi empty
Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you
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flesh
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Author: Haizi
in sweet fruit
A rain as sweet as the flesh of a squirrel
Through the blue sky
wings
radiant
and in my flesh
pause for a moment
at the foot of my bed
within my reach
The foot of the bed becomes a warm tree toon in the orchard
they lift me up
Big bird flying over a ridge
i saw myself
a squirrel body
sweet as rain
pause in my body
for a moment
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hawthorn tree
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Author: Haizi
I won't meet you tonight
I met everything in the world tonight
But will not meet you.
a summer last
flaming hawthorn
bicycle like a tall goddess
like a girl afraid of mountains
stand blankly at the door
she won't tell me
run!
I walked through the dusk
The wind blows to the distant plains
I will hug a lonely tree trunk in the twilight
Hawthorn!It's gone in a flash!hawthorn
I'm going to sit on your tits till morning.
Breasts of small and beautiful Hawthorn
on the bike of the tall goddess
in the hands of serfs
will go out at night
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Fourteen Rows: Crown
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Author: Haizi
girl i love
Maiden of the river
hair turned into leaves
arms turned into tree trunks
Since you can't be my wife
you must be my crown
I will wear it with the great poets of the world
Wrap my harp and quiver with your beautiful leaves
The roof of autumn, the weight of time
autumn is bitter and fragrant
make the stone bloom like a crown
Autumn Roof is bitter and fragrant
There is a crown in the sky
Split Bay and Almonds and Bittersweet
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