Chapter 9 Nine

sunlight -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ 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! -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ journal -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ 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 -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------

flesh -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ 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 -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ hawthorn tree -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------

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 -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------

Fourteen Rows: Crown -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ 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 -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------