cup of august -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi August is gone and the mountains are clear smooth river just now see the sky the sky is higher than ever sometimes i thought A true poet sits in the cup of august Looking up at the clouds that come and go Maybe I'll never see you clearly in my life An empty glass filled with my broken lines of poetry An empty glass—have you ever heard me cry! father in an empty glass The inner whip binds us together and whips -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------

Big Dipper, Seven Villages -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi ——Dedicated to the Ejina girl who met by chance The beams transported by the village water are floating I have ten days to end my wandering life Back to the village of rich grains, the village of abandoned orchards The village is Ejina, where you live deep in the desert! The autumn wind blows early The autumn wind blows high Quietly facing Ejina I can't wake up your eyes under the poplar tree Sleep quietly on the Ejina Desert Ejina girl, my black and beautiful girl

your lips speak and sing The wind of grain blows over camels and cattle and sheep Over the desert you are the most memorable girl in town! -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Longing for Qilian (Part 1) -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi those are horses that died in the past horses that die tomorrow because of my existence they don't die today They drink water and salt in today's lakes. big bird in the sky from a cherry or horse skull Shoot the snow. So the horses are very quiet

this is my horse They only drink water and salt in today's lakes. -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Longing for Qilian (Part 2) -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi star knife breasts This is what comes down the snow "Destroy my Qilian Mountains, so that my cattle and sheep will not rest Losing my Rouge Mountain makes my women colorless" only black cattle tails bird tail fish tail sons shedding tails under the seven blue stars Ass Wheat Mang blowing in the wind

Flicking in snow water. -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------