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【Last Dirge】 "Without faith it is impossible to please God: for whoever comes to God One must believe that there is a God and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him. " - Hebrews 11:6 Chapter One overlook Hollowed out the eye socket Looking forward Calcification in in the last dirge flying fish keep surfing in groups put the minimum weight on express with lightness their fins scuffing extraordinary Phosphorescence Artemisia climbs up the statue's shoulders I feel so cold old man digging bait put the snot blown in granite coat fold pigeon dung like rain

Clams can't confide in pain until death fully redeems only one polish poetess without caesarean section gave birth to her pearls other people who are related to poetry Feeling pain at the same time Embers left by the Flamingo Give back the surviving sky we put it put it on the head and put it in the mouth Better to throw in the stock market buy and sell better reflect its value Maple tree climbing along the mountain strata Whose chest is full of waves take her off her clothes Lean and soaring to the sky Who rushed thousands of miles to help her call her send greeting cards

honey forgive me I don't even have time to write letters how can you look behind you from the other side of the river refrain of unknown truth The shadow is damp because of it Chapter two American metropolis and English countryside There is no difference Potato chips and beer home Snowflakes easily cross the border without a visa Follow the scent of plum blossoms turn into the old alley wrong door knocker as a prelude you let them Overlooking the mountains and seas of music then you are more blue also can not Bigger than the flooded river Attacked and annihilated by variant letters day and night

your immune system hang one leak million Bow in the arms of the guard square chrysalis or you are Excessive use of ink in the chrysalis A grain of charcoal so dark red termites stick out bit by bit The landscape where moths live mildew in the past From the distorting mirror of the translation you catch tadpoles Mix someone else's throat they don't look at you for long change direction they block other people's eyes even if you step on the ice floe is also a predicament with individual timpani, they Insist on being present if the heart a sinking wreck those who bite the flesh

Rats fleeing ashore is it screaming poetry nouns and adjectives Traffic has been endangered they voluntarily chose unheroic exile your hat forgotten on the flagship third chapter Who held up the neon wine of the city end of the century The red and swollen sunset clinks glasses Caused an epochal power outage Calmly close to the sunset lit with outdated tropes pipe farmer Squatting in the field and thinking about things always interrupted by the sound of frogs who is deeper than darkness The Heart of the Probing Dilong squeezed blood vessels It is said that the twenty-story building where he lived

built on the back of a floating whale Rapeseed flower doesn't know the danger of pile driver Blindly naive and romantic beekeeper metropolis pushes out relentlessly last piece of honey Balanced operation of the air conditioner Body temperature and machine depend on each other feeling hot It's the sunflower fan in my memory or a mint leaf on the forehead of poetry The field is flooded dry side Sent to the execution ground by chemical fertilizers and pesticides Don't forget to shout the harvest slogan extra money build a house on the col Uva White Wall Italian Toilet Set

Planting melons in front of the rose and behind the house Hire a jerk to take care of a fat goose Also set up an anti-theft shed for the Crown car Remaining time make art make a mobile phone call urban outrigger network country leave the fence, the dog and the old man Whenever the wind Take off the wicker hats of wage earners involuntarily reach out straighten Smoke from the tiled roof of the old house painter's beard getting longer and more lonely tattered clothes half body stuck in the picture frame Wimpy sucks master's Marlboro Tear off a piece of drawing and wipe the table

knead again Fried goose eggs with wine Urban and rural by contract exchange lovers Overlook is a carefully folded yellow handkerchief waving to whom Chapter Four Watching against the wind for too long tears dry up I take off my sore eyes on a totally blind record stand on the tiptoes of orphans The initial longing for the North due to a kapok no matter how far can't make her red lips touch the shoulder of the oak tree it's dreamy last feather You can fly with it for a while but can't live forever However, the spirit of the lonely smoke in the desert forever calling

The dwarf bamboo needles in the southern country are rolling northward they drift the yellow river Frost in Yuanmingyuan Erguotou poured smoke all over unbuttoned Cycling along the sandy Chang'an Street learn a lot of retroflex They spit silk all over the place still back south cocooning My south is souther than Fujian than the rainforest behind the house slightly bigger not so wet Every year the monsoon overturns several hot nests Splashing down the ever-changing dialect thirst for hard soil can't change southerners air root thought The north wind arbor to the south

no more leaves Evergreen They hate being too juicy nostalgia waist of spirits and shrugging coats Potatoes hidden in sentimentality by the anxiety of being exiled They are in the context of dripping soup dry yourself sucking the yangtze river and the yellow river Boobs in the north are full of milk Abundant corn, murals where the skull and dynasty, too The moon is brightest and the wind is the coolest wolf dances with man The place where Hu Jia Shiba was filmed The North empties her again and again apron send us around We grow from barnyardgrass to cereal transforming into locusts

On the veins of a crabapple leaf lost That's why When fists clenched and a howl Big Dipper is always there looking up at the top of the head chapter Five give up height pinnacle no longer exists forget to pray Is it terminated fear of god wake up one morning Can't touch the ground The light pierces me on the arrowhead before language a wind lame walk away slowly The calendar traverses the meridian of the clock A batch of cock crows were buried Banggu and the hour of a stick of incense The ferry has been delayed many times since ancient times Bamboo tubes with ears and brocade silk on this shore Listen to the footsteps on the other side I finally got to the right center second hand long story short The train blows its whistle and never stops Pick-up and drop-off miss each other bearer has no seat empty seat dark night old old The day has just grown to shoulder height Past Years Pansies Lift up the skirt Step on the green calyx of this spring a kiss can last forever love moment name i want to be pregnant what mood and speed to return to May like retracing a messy bedroom Say goodbye to the person in your dream and remember him leave address phone shadow stripping rock formations text circled sound In the hurricane of sea water, the coral Steady the chandelier carefully Zhubi and stone depend on each other But can't coexist with wind and rain every next word the word floats away every turn of thought it smells like rags I've come back to life again and again depending on Whether to the same mirror practice lip shape similar to free fall stick to perception The vibrating armpit wind landed in deep zero and return itself spiral of light again or forever Snaking through dormancy in the body Poetry sparks tingling like static electricity you ask me where I am here between the previous book and the next book Chapter Six behind that blob of ink we can't see anything now the father is leaving his appearance getting thinner Drugs along translucent blood vessels Compete I peeled a good-natured pear for him The little pear heart is crying in my palm Other dead emerge from the mists mother younger than me And don't recognize the middle-aged me Father pre-ordered the portrait he often looks discuss with yourself The tea is lukewarm and the pot has leaked handwriting keep going back and forth Slight phlegm in cold weather The shadow expects to coincide with the body soul from the inside out from the outside in snoop Seeing the rust attack my father i can't help being sad although the word sad has been killed the warmth associated with (if so This word is also terminally ill) modern people are ashamed to tell Like old banknotes that have circulated several times Many words have not been heated publicly void dictionary decay Like the bodhi tree avenue in late autumn Leaves Falling Overnight Without Regrets The sky because of their collective withdrawal but outline And Lonely And learn from it Only the most delicate light blue on the edge Scratched by troublesome shoots experience the double death of body and vocabulary every day how souls avoid these rolling stones Looking forward Part of being a daughter I will be segmented and edited enclosed in behind father's heavy gate The independent existence of a poet Must endure continued betrayal of the limb from groundwater to the highest point relative to life death is a more secluded place Father, the river where I live Different speed than you We are only biological a way of expression cumbersome root nodules fall on the genealogy grow in another direction A container of memories and souls one more leaf something is coming out the shade of my right hand Withering against the clock The left hand is still dormant Chapter VII Lu Chen happened in Before the Great River Mysteriously Disappears I am only first eyewitness one casting goes through another casting Bypassing other people's smoke layer ultra low altitude flight gas capture piping style How fast and cheap paddling blue arthropods Lively cooked raw rice I hold chaihe tightly Looking for a silent stove get away every given fact keep at any time front foot pose who really practiced when common sense puts us so locked Kaleidoscope reverse rotation cardinal smile rising through the snow yesterday without hesitation Facing a language famine today Eyes and ears are disassembled separately Device misalignment normal heartbeat sound of metal Just go over this mountain again In fact, there is nothing on the other side of the mountain if the last stone Not yet covered with fingerprints if the heart enough quiet Started on the road this Sunday I'm slowly approaching Although low visibility this has nothing to do with anyone