Chapter 7 seven

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi Be a happy man from tomorrow on Feed the horses, chop wood, travel the world From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables I have a house, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming Starting tomorrow, communicate with every relative tell them my happiness That happy lightning told me i will tell everyone Give every river and every mountain a warm name Stranger, I also bless you wish you a bright future May your lover be married wish you happiness in this world

I would also like to face the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Which shoe will I be in when I wake up tomorrow -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi I think I'm careful enough I have exactly ten toes I have exactly ten fingers I cried a few times when I was born Others cry when I die I'm silent bring your own baggage even though i don't like myself But I still open it quietly I sit on the earth at dusk i don't say that night

I'm not on earth morning same earth under your ass Strong hello old immortal earth Or I'm just a branch I used to sleep in a dark shell my head is my frontier just a pear before i take shape I am a white flower who knows cold and hot or my head is a cat placed on the shoulder Heyue, the mistress who made me, goes away Groups of sun shine on big cats and kittens my breath has been proving fluttering leaves i can't give up happiness or vice versa i live on pain Bury half Come to the entrance of the village or the mountain i stare at people Ah, the blunt loess people are thriving

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ girl -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi she came come and go clean feet covered with cool dew she is depressed Looking at the houses built with mud and grass look at father She separates black hair with her hands A branch of wild peach blossoms is inserted obliquely, silently who gave the other but no one ever asked spring is wind autumn is the moon when i feel she has gone to another place where the fence after the rain is like a blue

creek -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ not far in july -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi ——To Qinghai Lake, please extinguish my love not far in july birth of sex not far away Love is not far away - under the horse's nose lake salty So Qinghai Lake is not far Bundles of beehives by the lake make me look bleak and charming The grass is full of flowers. Qinghai Lake my solitude is like a heavenly horse (so heaven's horses are not far) I am the kind of love: the wild flower that sings in the poem

The only poisonous wildflower in the belly of the horse of heaven (Qinghai Lake please extinguish my love!) Wildflowers and green stalks are not far away, ancient surnames are not far away in the medicine box (Other prodigal sons cured I have returned to my hometown, I just want to see you) So climbing mountains and wading to death is not far away Bones hang all over my body like branches on blue water what!Twilight water surface of Qinghai Lake Everything is in sight! Only the flock of birds with life in May has already flown away Only the first bird that drank my gem has already flown away

Only the corpse of this gem in Qinghai Lake remains twilight water surface -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ sea ​​in july -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Author: Haizi Fellow villagers who can see you on the sea is really happy! We all betray our own homeland We will regard happiness as an ancestral occupation Painful Psalms in Fang Xia's Hands Today's white waves are really big!Fellow villagers, he is higher than your granary If I stop telling if I accidentally forget you

put aside my hometown I even gave up on myself, let alone go back to the home of the autumn harvest farmers In July I can always suddenly return to the desolation catch up last time I put on my hat and my swimsuit and die quietly In July I can always suddenly return to the desolation -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------