Chapter 19 Morning and evening (five poems)

I admit, my eyes have been prone to moisture ever since.Is it cowardly?No more excuses.But I would like to mention Tie Ning There is a plot in a recent work, about a teenager whose dream of shooting targets is about to become a reality, and is suddenly called from the playground to the school. In the school cafeteria, he had to remove the rotten leaves of cabbages piled up like a mountain, just because his family had a "revolutionary camp". The Opposite of the Rifle” strips away the child’s awe-inspiring fascination with the rifle. The boy sits down and rapes Holding back the tears, Picai Gang.The surroundings were very quiet, and he finally heard "the sound of teardrops falling on the vegetable side", unexpectedly

It is a kind of loud and clear.Later, chilblains covered my hands.Is it cowardly or strong?Tie Ning called him the strongest man. General's Xingyuan. Soldiers who feed horses are swaying their thin waists in the temple stables, Practicing the dance of persuasion and swaying arms like willows, The case is to tease the beans in the tank. The horses that refused to eat were unmoved. What a sad scene. The soldiers who feed the horses tirelessly perform the dance of persuasion. Their sad faces are those of women. Their writhing lower limbs without any cover-up are distinct Masculine signs remain.I feel its desolation more than a war horse that refuses to eat.

What a sad scene. From the brow scorched by the cream in the body of the soldier who feeds the horse From time to time, I pluck a lock of hair like a short beard, As if they danced without ceasing, And feed on the locks of his own roasted hair. Like chewing grass.Like chewing brains. How dangerous and painful this eating is. The war horse that refuses to eat silently listens to the sound of footsteps in the distance without being moved. What a sad scene this is. I know the sadist has taken the pain in the heart of the child. ──If pain can also be a kind of payment? I see pain secreted like green juice in the murdered mind.

Simultaneously pilgrimage to the two star bodies, and cherished the desire for infinity. But why are you murmuring, you heathen who have a tacit understanding in your heart? The art of life is as stubborn as a beautiful woman's red nails, but not content with destruction.Becoming a spiritual being, chrysalis? Joke? Sleeping deeply under the wrapping, ─ ─ I call Yangshao's obliterated faience, and I dedicate a fragment I found to you. The cherry lips are frozen, revealing the solid enamel of thinking. A man in a long shirt stands in the forest on a high slope behind the countryside

Waiting for a long time....After a long time again, Tree shadows etched his face in stripes of tabby. He is Tianfu Shepherd?Is it the prodigal son of the apostles?Is it a poet and courtier? Villagers walking past with plowshares on their shoulders See him like the Nazarene. A man in a long gown is waiting in the shade of a high slope behind the village, I felt a suspicious look from the bottom of the slope. The Nazarene felt the arrow wound in his heart. And the villager who walked away with the plowshare on his shoulders lost all his peace of mind. You, proud loner Only at night and night let Hubo smooth the smooth feathers all over his body.

The starlight here is brilliant, the environment is deep, and the heaven and earth are closed like the opening of a walnut pod You are plump and gorgeous, like a white house by the moon, barely noticeable by vanity. The night is warm and soft, and there is no shield in the surroundings. It is most suitable for looking back on the Huanian and reminiscing about the history of the heart. You, tireless wanderer, have drunk so many scorns. I am so sad.I am so sad that I lost my lover who was entrusted to me. Keep your dream eyes, you refuse to see through life, so you light the tuition fees to copy the phantom beauty.

Shadow lovers have been criticized by the world as a diseased strain, There can be as many dirty manias as possible in the world. So I see that you are out of balance inside. Just intermittent thunderstorms.I suddenly saw you turn around Fold quietly to the front and resolutely break through the misunderstanding in the heart and return to the original self. A bloodstain follows you to the center of the lake. But you have turned around and turned to a higher water step. The rippling waves that linger in the ears are insects that make sound crystals. sleepless.The arpeggio fades away.It is said that the universe is still expanding endlessly.