Home row (sequence)
West Temple quay wharf on the water a stone away nagging
turned, how much the old face is not that a
clothes, snow nor is it a
little boy play in the water, do not ignore the concerns of my
West Temple bell, gradually buried the day
sadness wash wash into the river bank catkins floating, swirling
rise and Dishou. glittering, heavy eighteen-year-old wild
back into the distance, is drifting down can never be peace in the
think the bridge does not require review
story, do not need as long as the sensational legend
eagerly stand in this place
Di Mei, Lianhu three times
an already reclusive bridge, it will reproduce in the void in
should look
past lives, fish Yuelong Men sparkling
I have all of the remaining energy into an imaginary
a life of comfort without rain
life, there is thinking on the line:
a willow thinking, Siming two months, do not think the bridge veneer of beauty go
the CLS, only willing to Su Yi Su pants,
walk from the bridge with you ... ...
crystal
if something moves me
it must be this one tonight
Ruomingruoan crystal
opaque, but not shiny
unmatched when you see hidden
I can see vast cloud water at
- home
Journal two) and Lee see the heart
glass jars (two) are not met Tang and Qin Zhao
mother's eyes tear (four) ... ... ... ... ... Tang in Hong
nest (two) An ugly woman from the Speaking of a flower (two) white-Yu wet (two) saw a bird in winter, fresh St. (three) Zhao Yafeng
spring, around the mountains and rivers (two) Zhang Guilin
Epiphyllum (two) Poetry Bin Yang Xiang Limin
Anhui
month ... Jen West (six black date
in the
two wars (three) Lei Pingyang
light (two) Zhao Autumn
thoughts and calm ... for a small dumb
today (two) Chinese Miles
old couple (two first) Liang Yajun
Black (four) East roaring rampage rouge
empty life ... the original (two) bowel evening of dark pools
Lingyun Li Nan
QQ shame on ... Smoke
stranger jade moon: April 24 evening, drink in the original flat branch Shuohuang Railway felt a sense of walking in the yard ... ... ... David
in Wu Changjiang Beach sunset (two ) Zhang Hao
Executive Luan river, Wang Qi
Jingou Luk Yeung Tuen ... ... ... cloud water
Furui moon high Pengcheng
a dead friend (four) of Tang power of my own question ... Zhao Ruimin
do my little things, the raising of my little life ... Tom raised a railway across the county were
... Don millet
birds, birds Korean Ge
that suburbs (two) Yang Dian Night on the Grassland ( two) were o Nightingale (two) independent vast
when we are young ... Xuanjia Jiang
acuminata (three) in the strong drink, this tea ridden a horse (two) ... ... ... Praise ... ... ... ... Liu drizzle business devices plateau
day (two) Lin Li Compassion (three) days of the winter night Na (three), Mrs Ha Ma used to call ... Nogawa (three) Chung poems
midnight (two) full of strong
Lee visited an eagle in December (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Mo crystal flute
key
wild vine (two) Ning Ying Fang
sister, I just want to rain at this point (two) ... ... ... ... ... Sun Qiquan
tractor rang ... Wen Li Bing
cherry red (two) Chui-mei
a person's summer (two) Malie Fu
Jiugongshan morning as per industry
life ... as Central Park in the child ... Xing Jianjun
Apricot (five) Zhang Guilin
in the past ( two) Guoquan Hua
the sky (two) of fresh root Yao
San Fu ... before and after three years (two) Liu Chuan you just fall asleep when I woke up (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Northwest pace
ice, or spring ... Timber when the early opening of
cuckoo (three) isolated city
letter (two) Rongrong pick sand (five) Xu Qiang summer to write a winter poem (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... home secretary Michael Liu empty shore yard (two) full
Chen overdraft (two) Zhang Youfeng
firewood in the mother (two) Road blog wide
Kiyoaki Ye Guiren ... Xu Chengquan
small Chrysanthemum (three) Xiao-Qin Wang
third of the world (two) Zheng Jingchuan
the wind is strong ... ug
osmanthus tree (four) Diesel shed a table (four ) is the spring of a man exiled
pain (two) Wang Haiyun
wind prayer (four) Li Wangjiang
forest ran high for the slow wind ... married to a bitter snow
... gold finger away the love songs ... Liuyong Si
town (two) Zhang Shiming
night was the walk through the swamp ... ... Zhao ferry crossing mountains
the twelfth lunar month (two) three sons thirty-nine days , I cried ... ... Xu Rui-Rui Jiang Weibin
wilderness
a person walking in the fall (four) of millet
Tang tomb in western Liaoning
rain fall ... Wang Wenjun
unmentionable disease (two ) Nagareizumi
in cotton fields in the deep (five) after the first
Xu good poetry and classical: the soul of a poem AB
doctrine
Inside Front Cover AB
it rapidly down the sun
I have to catch the last ray of light
the slightest mistake it will be fled
rumors of a black cloak
ready exposing this coveted features a nail iron
years of rust
stubborn adhesion
my sunflowers, the initiation of the signs of lax
is the time, may have to bite the bullet
retain
those beautiful, emotional
often impact the pain
sparks, that this will not give up the sun
they bear grass is my last ray of light
love them, like this one nails need to join the
time opportunities for the circulation of
need only need a bloody ray of light
, shredded a lot of
- Black
Daily poetry, pay attention to a good. Zhang Fan repair his eyes never left nature of the return of species, only the soil to make peace and a heart so pure, so the poet can give pain and love.
where I repair has not yet met, but through the media, the network had been dating for a long time. Every time, he poetry, all appears as if a spiritual baptism, a deep dialogue with the land. When in 2010 he was awarded poetry in today's China is not only a recognition of his poetry, more importantly, his poetry fit the times, representing the mainstream of poetry Dangxia. In other words, Zhang Fan repair with their actual actions, as this gives the most poetic convincing answer - poetry is not words, but life on the personal feelings of the natural presentation of a person's . not preaching, not high dance, not virtual float. the most important matter, his poets are content with life, but he is no lack of modern consciousness, language, narrative feature alone is not hypocritical, not cookie cutter. His poetry has been able to arouse local resonance, because the poet has stood up the moment the background look at yourself, to look at this one home and native land.
; my western Liaoning Province br> In / distant inner ears, tied into a one broom / sweep the way to the winter snow outside the village / numerous relatives, sitting in the sorghum / they have become / drove the train Rain stalls for me, for my secret / hidden from the eyes and tongue my / his personal life will be put into the pillow / dream, not easy to say Hill book one kind of skill required from the long-term cultivation. read poetry every repair, I further strengthened their understanding of a good poem. I think that a good poem should have three premises: First, we should really, second meaning there is life, the three have a unique language of narrative. three seamless, are indispensable. 50 after a poet, Zhang Fan repair the forefront of Chinese poetry is still standing, no doubt, his poetry practice give us a lot of enlightenment.
me up again, the pain of poetry is the deep love for this land ... ... only brightened up / destined to have a pear tree / early open. destined to have grass home / buried in the snow. the spirit of fission.
black out the window more and more strong tonight, and only one light is on. and what a great, so bright. bathed in the life.
(> Lotus just opened in Austin is the county seat after the central
Terakado West was once the village
endless incense
many years ago, I was indifferent to walk through Austin and West Temple in the post-rice in the left hand between the
Golden Lotus
filled in the right hand post when removed from the city of Austin as the loach
West Temple incense has long annihilation
a red door, consumers escape the depths of
time in years, in addition to reading, or walking
two more in the library under the vicissitudes of the Cooper
loud knock three minutes
remember watching a fish in the God of lifelike
bell in my dedication, all unaware
I do not know exactly what kind of a door opening and closing of the kind of moral
. and when I re-look into the distance snow face
, I have stood in a
waiting room that looks like sunflower
I have more than 1,000 kilometers away, and I do not know where to go next
still do not know how long the train ride a few minutes to arrive after a few seconds sitting in Wuchang
Station Connaught large waiting room
my small space in one from the edges of the , we must bend over to pick up in that place has lost promise
its search for alien life can not stop
I just run around in a ray of warmth, like a cloud floating palm from time to time < br> as a city, there must be the person I'm looking for fog
forward is if we Xi'an, and I have not seen the Big Wild Goose Pagoda
but must now be admitted to the pace, and to there is fog in this city, spend all the money, remove the remaining coat
I would also like to see a flower cheek, a deep in the night to talk a lot of flowers
addition in addition, I can only like a stray dog, taking advantage of daylight to their deep-water pier off ... ...
home is not just parents, or more pro-life people in the back
Fixed Amidst the green onions
Hefatongyan those birds are flying in the long grass
looming over those endless green plum shy
blurred the small kite beat the game with a simple transparent
been allocated to those sections of the complex and Houchong
that water, that water blossoming lotus
those Jianguang, those porcelain rhyme, to revive those who walk in the montage and the new Yan ... ...
home is a deep water wharf
deep water, the root is very prosperous, very vast
riverbed many years later, when I am full of vicissitudes, close to home once again the land
palm, still bear hides the old one getting back to yellow ticket
damp wash time I was not their homeland primary
a grain of sand deepest pier, the brightest one Falling leaves
opening and closing of the testimony
WTO door
fable whispers incomprehensible, FY
demons dance tells the paper, the fish in the depths of a metaphor for lingering Erotic
through the light of day without a break, close to the eternal dream of the veneer lamp
opened, one by one repel dust intrusion < br> Evening Primrose tear
completed, leaving only pure air is immortal testimony
arrived to witness the start of
and end all
naked in Sri Lanka, content with Sri Lanka, unrestrained in Sri Lanka
the text does not live up to the lively night flashing
they live or we die with ... ...
confidently I want one by one after a day things are contrary to
cup of strong tea with me, two or three newspapers < br> A dense thicket keep a straight face of the document
two cigarettes, a bundle of very entertaining
innocuous question and answer step by step how I want
one by one after a day with me all the things
contrary
looking forward to sun, I can with a group of unexpected
birds, and saw a meet
or I do not know who
he smiled at me, and I told him we laugh
very strange, very friendly smile to each other as if we have Xiangxi
long
I used to dream on paper
used to escape
silent as I am eager to humble life, in all runs counter to the
Open an amazing little waves
(Dongguan Lake, urban area of 20 km. Avon town, has a long history, walking in the Avon Street, you can feel the time is the length and thickness.
spring to mind Retroflex Suffixation President of Avon
heart
banner
Avon Spring Tea Garden Street
God be with you happy moments in the blue sky
wine shop
tin shop barber shop
civilization
together for the invasion of the town roadway
Tower Temple Street landscape
mind
Avon old mining
Spring Hope
Avon specialty - - brow crisp
Peach Grove, the passion was imposing on the rest
bud, blanking of the season to
Some eclectic, no show people
only to be prosperous again
spring water baptism that is is sent is to the intangible tangible comfort
quietly hid the pain
time of being heavy, light vanity label affixed delighted
spring is very short, much of the language need to talk
birds weaving complicated by no means a small drop of comfort
only deepened my understanding of the vegetation
of knowledge in a process independent
Momoyama Bridge
fishing
bridges
the river under the bridge
girls spring and tire
speech (poems)
Flowing Spring
dock Most spring water together, there is water, there is a terminal
the spring and fall, the pier pier is not the same
summer and winter, I do not say is that these two seasons is negligible
they do not have the green of spring and autumn reverie
do not know the depth of piers is now, not that autumn. just want to make a number of dazzling river ripples
Yangchu disease morbidity spring
. I willingly and with the onset of spring, spring
pier, a small peach
makes me mad. I can only make more hopeless
fish under the water tells the root cause < br> I like you, and do not want to go into too much history of the incidence of each bend
you slip, when my feet are freezing the
the eyes with the spring water flows. some ships slowly sailed out of the dock
I can not see the route
disease who can not see clutter in our ribs
stolen as long as the terminal is still, water still can not see it does not matter
and see if the spring is still green also, the disease has been soft so I was happy with
spring speech
(a)
wine
I'm ready to adopt powder with you honey
Spring , Bauhinia, iris, calla lily, geranium ... ...
whisper among us really
white clouds, blue sky is really blue, not far distant
who, like the little red-lipped flowers that sensual and charming
all
I have prepared a piece of clothing last year, faded
(b)
not because the small spring pollen allergies
is toxic to conclude that < br> Why can not the mighty spring vegetation in
to accept the grace of baptism
complete a bloom was short-sighted
not see the pain that nurtured smile, see shy blooming bud and brightly
the spring with a variety of possibilities
also have a variety of destinations as long as possible
drop of spring tea has the inclusive understanding of the infinite
we will love this vibrant, this far-reaching, this vast
Baoding
and I was late for a thousand years
whole Tongji Weir arrived behind the time it takes a person
I could not like camphor wood tenon tightly as verdant
have tapped into the empty
time than my ancestors, small feet Scattered, some bloated
some empty
forgotten treasure of the past life
forgot to say the roots of peach Department has opened Litter
all the winds blow away dust from the roof came down
Baoding, I became a little spider, even at three-inch woven mesh
also could not rely on a dynasty, I am willing to Early
a thousand years, will head back slowly rising
mansion
Lu scenery I would like to silk clothing wrapped in a simple spring Qiju Tang is putting his party before the
geese can cut through the bright
disk Yunyan
a Yunfei here to rock the
solidified into the flow of blood within the
stay in the stone at the foot of the wind in its gathered, and then spread out to speak
grove plate dolomite is the story, the circumstances surrounding the story is far from today
from our casual look for the secret of ancient
far, only a dense moss know
veins only know that the whole body
plate dolomite and the other a stone phase
sympathetic, but rely on each other
left a deep gap
I do not know what kind of tacit understanding reached between them I do not
know whether the disk like we
Yunyan always want to watch some of the promises
a Yunfei back here to the
solidified into stone I think, the clouds also goes untold
not say, is life too, but history is far
spring
Some Ripples in the stillness of the disorder Yang Kai
time, listen to a small spray of unity this is a singing
Unlike a natural flow
before March or even more distant day, I am ashamed to say
of spring to express my desire
seeds, my night-ming, say rape, like
stupid stupid yellow ... ...
good wind, no peeping Privacy
I therefore have a impulse to open the memory leak
the dusty hands
train is gone, leaving the body temperature of more down
their dense, and there was some spring water in the stream looks like
, peach in the rapid changes of some kind of red
so many people have become our landscape is one of two
the grace to accept the spring, and vegetation
wake
appease ... ...
sleeping for years, waking up is the spring
I have all of the rest of the night to yesterday's dream is no
better than spring
no cry of joy than waking up cold
better memory, faded leaves are a number of blurred
became clear between the back saw the opening in
The spring cloud, then the warm, emotional
relatives back home to see the old days the dust will be a little bit
new life ... ...
flick decorated lintel
how good home, I'm back the
how good, there has been subsidence of the season increased the space
I wake up, you're my spring
I wake up, you are the first spring I sent invitation letters Book
end of the year will open the year as concerns the shape of cotton, cotton candy
first step than I was four o'clock
bitter wind and rain, guarding the most deep-seated
you drop attached to the sweet breast
rolling tide I see the same old time, lapsed into a new life, the pace of the messy
settle down, standing waves, the looming
inventory of outdated clothing, count the blades burn was unmentionable disease
you get used to the pain that I have humility and tranquility
first step
than cotton candy cotton candy in the spring I will once again covered with wild
we bring home
Fanghua
yesterday to bring long-awaited upward sesame flowers
head, eyes lowered to the foot of a winding mountain road
ears
dormant vegetation, there are bird wind guiding
If you think the distance is only through
stories, the best stop, the whole wrinkled clothes
a whole has a lock button to open the mind does not rot
spring water is still pure
Ling bees flying into the bushes, wild sparrows reject unwarranted booing
do not care about two things
earthquakes, tsunamis ... ...
salt do not care whether the market tight ... ...
motherland
people in the government meeting and I was ledge
to Jinshan Temple, the Executive an incense
In addition, lowering blood glucose, take medicine and injections
this spring - there are many flowers are
Tiqu they can be omitted, not my fault
West Village in the spring play
West Village in the spring play is orchestrated
pear speech in the West, Pine River has become the source story to
flower is the protagonist, mud huts is the protagonist, the fungus is also a greenhouse is
Spring
my mighty people can at best be considered an exotic extras
run at least play a small role may well
On a small difference, think about who is in the distance
imagine the peach pear
the snow up into a cavity Pink
protagonists concentrate for several spring drama
profound meaning to open a village full of branches, adding a warm life of debauchery
and I had to distort the meaning of pear pear
not leave, facing the gathering
I can escape plot, led by the hand of a person from
West performed hair, to the Miao homeland
far more warmer there in the spring, more self-certain
there, we do not only play a small role as the protagonist
director of three spring Erbinsimo < br> a depths of the vast floating days
Fragrance is invisible plot
a poet's departure left of that person, whether recognized or not, whether it is not
their loved ones and friends
you will find is a bear, is the land of the fallen leaves
sigh
Ma Yan to go, Li Hong, gone, gone
southern fence of small strokes left, Xin has also taken the poet
these strange one by one in the spring
go away no matter how they left their
seem to write poetry and poetry about the people
do so close to death < br> In fact, poetry and death, and there is not much correlation
only poets in the sentimental favorite, easy to make the world go misunderstanding
I believe that poetry can not bear to leave it
. They leave the departure of any one person is the same as the impermanence
because the life is worthy of respect, they will not understand if
Who sings the anthem for the death of that from his
death is not far
really believe it, leaving no means a person of faith
heaven is not heaven, and in our breath away
Ma Yan, Li Hong, gone, gone south fence
small move away, Xin also went
for their departure, I can not remain indifferent to calm
I can not pray for them, because I hurt, because I see life
re ... ...
one day I will leave, but not the name of poetry the world has
but could not accommodate their existence
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West Temple quay wharf on the water a stone away nagging
turned, how much the old face is not that a
clothes, snow nor is it a
little boy play in the water, do not ignore the concerns of my
West Temple bell, gradually buried the day
sadness wash wash into the river bank catkins floating, swirling
rise and Dishou. glittering, heavy eighteen-year-old wild
back into the distance, is drifting down can never be peace in the
think the bridge does not require review
story, do not need as long as the sensational legend
eagerly stand in this place
Di Mei, Lianhu three times
an already reclusive bridge, it will reproduce in the void in
should look
past lives, fish Yuelong Men sparkling
I have all of the remaining energy into an imaginary
a life of comfort without rain
life, there is thinking on the line:
a willow thinking, Siming two months, do not think the bridge veneer of beauty go
the CLS, only willing to Su Yi Su pants,
walk from the bridge with you ... ...
crystal
if something moves me
it must be this one tonight
Ruomingruoan crystal
opaque, but not shiny
unmatched when you see hidden
I can see vast cloud water at
- home
Journal two) and Lee see the heart
glass jars (two) are not met Tang and Qin Zhao
mother's eyes tear (four) ... ... ... ... ... Tang in Hong
nest (two) An ugly woman from the Speaking of a flower (two) white-Yu wet (two) saw a bird in winter, fresh St. (three) Zhao Yafeng
spring, around the mountains and rivers (two) Zhang Guilin
Epiphyllum (two) Poetry Bin Yang Xiang Limin
Anhui
month ... Jen West (six black date
in the
two wars (three) Lei Pingyang
light (two) Zhao Autumn
thoughts and calm ... for a small dumb
today (two) Chinese Miles
old couple (two first) Liang Yajun
Black (four) East roaring rampage rouge
empty life ... the original (two) bowel evening of dark pools
Lingyun Li Nan
QQ shame on ... Smoke
stranger jade moon: April 24 evening, drink in the original flat branch Shuohuang Railway felt a sense of walking in the yard ... ... ... David
in Wu Changjiang Beach sunset (two ) Zhang Hao
Executive Luan river, Wang Qi
Jingou Luk Yeung Tuen ... ... ... cloud water
Furui moon high Pengcheng
a dead friend (four) of Tang power of my own question ... Zhao Ruimin
do my little things, the raising of my little life ... Tom raised a railway across the county were
... Don millet
birds, birds Korean Ge
that suburbs (two) Yang Dian Night on the Grassland ( two) were o Nightingale (two) independent vast
when we are young ... Xuanjia Jiang
acuminata (three) in the strong drink, this tea ridden a horse (two) ... ... ... Praise ... ... ... ... Liu drizzle business devices plateau
day (two) Lin Li Compassion (three) days of the winter night Na (three), Mrs Ha Ma used to call ... Nogawa (three) Chung poems
midnight (two) full of strong
Lee visited an eagle in December (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Mo crystal flute
key
wild vine (two) Ning Ying Fang
sister, I just want to rain at this point (two) ... ... ... ... ... Sun Qiquan
tractor rang ... Wen Li Bing
cherry red (two) Chui-mei
a person's summer (two) Malie Fu
Jiugongshan morning as per industry
life ... as Central Park in the child ... Xing Jianjun
Apricot (five) Zhang Guilin
in the past ( two) Guoquan Hua
the sky (two) of fresh root Yao
San Fu ... before and after three years (two) Liu Chuan you just fall asleep when I woke up (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Northwest pace
ice, or spring ... Timber when the early opening of
cuckoo (three) isolated city
letter (two) Rongrong pick sand (five) Xu Qiang summer to write a winter poem (two) ... ... ... ... ... ... ... home secretary Michael Liu empty shore yard (two) full
Chen overdraft (two) Zhang Youfeng
firewood in the mother (two) Road blog wide
Kiyoaki Ye Guiren ... Xu Chengquan
small Chrysanthemum (three) Xiao-Qin Wang
third of the world (two) Zheng Jingchuan
the wind is strong ... ug
osmanthus tree (four) Diesel shed a table (four ) is the spring of a man exiled
pain (two) Wang Haiyun
wind prayer (four) Li Wangjiang
forest ran high for the slow wind ... married to a bitter snow
... gold finger away the love songs ... Liuyong Si
town (two) Zhang Shiming
night was the walk through the swamp ... ... Zhao ferry crossing mountains
the twelfth lunar month (two) three sons thirty-nine days , I cried ... ... Xu Rui-Rui Jiang Weibin
wilderness
a person walking in the fall (four) of millet
Tang tomb in western Liaoning
rain fall ... Wang Wenjun
unmentionable disease (two ) Nagareizumi
in cotton fields in the deep (five) after the first
Xu good poetry and classical: the soul of a poem AB
doctrine
Inside Front Cover AB
it rapidly down the sun
I have to catch the last ray of light
the slightest mistake it will be fled
rumors of a black cloak
ready exposing this coveted features a nail iron
years of rust
stubborn adhesion
my sunflowers, the initiation of the signs of lax
is the time, may have to bite the bullet
retain
those beautiful, emotional
often impact the pain
sparks, that this will not give up the sun
they bear grass is my last ray of light
love them, like this one nails need to join the
time opportunities for the circulation of
need only need a bloody ray of light
, shredded a lot of
- Black
Daily poetry, pay attention to a good. Zhang Fan repair his eyes never left nature of the return of species, only the soil to make peace and a heart so pure, so the poet can give pain and love.
where I repair has not yet met, but through the media, the network had been dating for a long time. Every time, he poetry, all appears as if a spiritual baptism, a deep dialogue with the land. When in 2010 he was awarded poetry in today's China is not only a recognition of his poetry, more importantly, his poetry fit the times, representing the mainstream of poetry Dangxia. In other words, Zhang Fan repair with their actual actions, as this gives the most poetic convincing answer - poetry is not words, but life on the personal feelings of the natural presentation of a person's . not preaching, not high dance, not virtual float. the most important matter, his poets are content with life, but he is no lack of modern consciousness, language, narrative feature alone is not hypocritical, not cookie cutter. His poetry has been able to arouse local resonance, because the poet has stood up the moment the background look at yourself, to look at this one home and native land.
; my western Liaoning Province br> In / distant inner ears, tied into a one broom / sweep the way to the winter snow outside the village / numerous relatives, sitting in the sorghum / they have become / drove the train Rain stalls for me, for my secret / hidden from the eyes and tongue my / his personal life will be put into the pillow / dream, not easy to say Hill book one kind of skill required from the long-term cultivation. read poetry every repair, I further strengthened their understanding of a good poem. I think that a good poem should have three premises: First, we should really, second meaning there is life, the three have a unique language of narrative. three seamless, are indispensable. 50 after a poet, Zhang Fan repair the forefront of Chinese poetry is still standing, no doubt, his poetry practice give us a lot of enlightenment.
me up again, the pain of poetry is the deep love for this land ... ... only brightened up / destined to have a pear tree / early open. destined to have grass home / buried in the snow. the spirit of fission.
black out the window more and more strong tonight, and only one light is on. and what a great, so bright. bathed in the life.
(> Lotus just opened in Austin is the county seat after the central
Terakado West was once the village
endless incense
many years ago, I was indifferent to walk through Austin and West Temple in the post-rice in the left hand between the
Golden Lotus
filled in the right hand post when removed from the city of Austin as the loach
West Temple incense has long annihilation
a red door, consumers escape the depths of
time in years, in addition to reading, or walking
two more in the library under the vicissitudes of the Cooper
loud knock three minutes
remember watching a fish in the God of lifelike
bell in my dedication, all unaware
I do not know exactly what kind of a door opening and closing of the kind of moral
. and when I re-look into the distance snow face
, I have stood in a
waiting room that looks like sunflower
I have more than 1,000 kilometers away, and I do not know where to go next
still do not know how long the train ride a few minutes to arrive after a few seconds sitting in Wuchang
Station Connaught large waiting room
my small space in one from the edges of the , we must bend over to pick up in that place has lost promise
its search for alien life can not stop
I just run around in a ray of warmth, like a cloud floating palm from time to time < br> as a city, there must be the person I'm looking for fog
forward is if we Xi'an, and I have not seen the Big Wild Goose Pagoda
but must now be admitted to the pace, and to there is fog in this city, spend all the money, remove the remaining coat
I would also like to see a flower cheek, a deep in the night to talk a lot of flowers
addition in addition, I can only like a stray dog, taking advantage of daylight to their deep-water pier off ... ...
home is not just parents, or more pro-life people in the back
Fixed Amidst the green onions
Hefatongyan those birds are flying in the long grass
looming over those endless green plum shy
blurred the small kite beat the game with a simple transparent
been allocated to those sections of the complex and Houchong
that water, that water blossoming lotus
those Jianguang, those porcelain rhyme, to revive those who walk in the montage and the new Yan ... ...
home is a deep water wharf
deep water, the root is very prosperous, very vast
riverbed many years later, when I am full of vicissitudes, close to home once again the land
palm, still bear hides the old one getting back to yellow ticket
damp wash time I was not their homeland primary
a grain of sand deepest pier, the brightest one Falling leaves
opening and closing of the testimony
WTO door
fable whispers incomprehensible, FY
demons dance tells the paper, the fish in the depths of a metaphor for lingering Erotic
through the light of day without a break, close to the eternal dream of the veneer lamp
opened, one by one repel dust intrusion < br> Evening Primrose tear
completed, leaving only pure air is immortal testimony
arrived to witness the start of
and end all
naked in Sri Lanka, content with Sri Lanka, unrestrained in Sri Lanka
the text does not live up to the lively night flashing
they live or we die with ... ...
confidently I want one by one after a day things are contrary to
cup of strong tea with me, two or three newspapers < br> A dense thicket keep a straight face of the document
two cigarettes, a bundle of very entertaining
innocuous question and answer step by step how I want
one by one after a day with me all the things
contrary
looking forward to sun, I can with a group of unexpected
birds, and saw a meet
or I do not know who
he smiled at me, and I told him we laugh
very strange, very friendly smile to each other as if we have Xiangxi
long
I used to dream on paper
used to escape
silent as I am eager to humble life, in all runs counter to the
Open an amazing little waves
(Dongguan Lake, urban area of 20 km. Avon town, has a long history, walking in the Avon Street, you can feel the time is the length and thickness.
spring to mind Retroflex Suffixation President of Avon
heart
banner
Avon Spring Tea Garden Street
God be with you happy moments in the blue sky
wine shop
tin shop barber shop
civilization
together for the invasion of the town roadway
Tower Temple Street landscape
mind
Avon old mining
Spring Hope
Avon specialty - - brow crisp
Peach Grove, the passion was imposing on the rest
bud, blanking of the season to
Some eclectic, no show people
only to be prosperous again
spring water baptism that is is sent is to the intangible tangible comfort
quietly hid the pain
time of being heavy, light vanity label affixed delighted
spring is very short, much of the language need to talk
birds weaving complicated by no means a small drop of comfort
only deepened my understanding of the vegetation
of knowledge in a process independent
Momoyama Bridge
fishing
bridges
the river under the bridge
girls spring and tire
speech (poems)
Flowing Spring
dock Most spring water together, there is water, there is a terminal
the spring and fall, the pier pier is not the same
summer and winter, I do not say is that these two seasons is negligible
they do not have the green of spring and autumn reverie
do not know the depth of piers is now, not that autumn. just want to make a number of dazzling river ripples
Yangchu disease morbidity spring
. I willingly and with the onset of spring, spring
pier, a small peach
makes me mad. I can only make more hopeless
fish under the water tells the root cause < br> I like you, and do not want to go into too much history of the incidence of each bend
you slip, when my feet are freezing the
the eyes with the spring water flows. some ships slowly sailed out of the dock
I can not see the route
disease who can not see clutter in our ribs
stolen as long as the terminal is still, water still can not see it does not matter
and see if the spring is still green also, the disease has been soft so I was happy with
spring speech
(a)
wine
I'm ready to adopt powder with you honey
Spring , Bauhinia, iris, calla lily, geranium ... ...
whisper among us really
white clouds, blue sky is really blue, not far distant
who, like the little red-lipped flowers that sensual and charming
all
I have prepared a piece of clothing last year, faded
(b)
not because the small spring pollen allergies
is toxic to conclude that < br> Why can not the mighty spring vegetation in
to accept the grace of baptism
complete a bloom was short-sighted
not see the pain that nurtured smile, see shy blooming bud and brightly
the spring with a variety of possibilities
also have a variety of destinations as long as possible
drop of spring tea has the inclusive understanding of the infinite
we will love this vibrant, this far-reaching, this vast
Baoding
and I was late for a thousand years
whole Tongji Weir arrived behind the time it takes a person
I could not like camphor wood tenon tightly as verdant
have tapped into the empty
time than my ancestors, small feet Scattered, some bloated
some empty
forgotten treasure of the past life
forgot to say the roots of peach Department has opened Litter
all the winds blow away dust from the roof came down
Baoding, I became a little spider, even at three-inch woven mesh
also could not rely on a dynasty, I am willing to Early
a thousand years, will head back slowly rising
mansion
Lu scenery I would like to silk clothing wrapped in a simple spring Qiju Tang is putting his party before the
geese can cut through the bright
disk Yunyan
a Yunfei here to rock the
solidified into the flow of blood within the
stay in the stone at the foot of the wind in its gathered, and then spread out to speak
grove plate dolomite is the story, the circumstances surrounding the story is far from today
from our casual look for the secret of ancient
far, only a dense moss know
veins only know that the whole body
plate dolomite and the other a stone phase
sympathetic, but rely on each other
left a deep gap
I do not know what kind of tacit understanding reached between them I do not
know whether the disk like we
Yunyan always want to watch some of the promises
a Yunfei back here to the
solidified into stone I think, the clouds also goes untold
not say, is life too, but history is far
spring
Some Ripples in the stillness of the disorder Yang Kai
time, listen to a small spray of unity this is a singing
Unlike a natural flow
before March or even more distant day, I am ashamed to say
of spring to express my desire
seeds, my night-ming, say rape, like
stupid stupid yellow ... ...
good wind, no peeping Privacy
I therefore have a impulse to open the memory leak
the dusty hands
train is gone, leaving the body temperature of more down
their dense, and there was some spring water in the stream looks like
, peach in the rapid changes of some kind of red
so many people have become our landscape is one of two
the grace to accept the spring, and vegetation
wake
appease ... ...
sleeping for years, waking up is the spring
I have all of the rest of the night to yesterday's dream is no
better than spring
no cry of joy than waking up cold
better memory, faded leaves are a number of blurred
became clear between the back saw the opening in
The spring cloud, then the warm, emotional
relatives back home to see the old days the dust will be a little bit
new life ... ...
flick decorated lintel
how good home, I'm back the
how good, there has been subsidence of the season increased the space
I wake up, you're my spring
I wake up, you are the first spring I sent invitation letters Book
end of the year will open the year as concerns the shape of cotton, cotton candy
first step than I was four o'clock
bitter wind and rain, guarding the most deep-seated
you drop attached to the sweet breast
rolling tide I see the same old time, lapsed into a new life, the pace of the messy
settle down, standing waves, the looming
inventory of outdated clothing, count the blades burn was unmentionable disease
you get used to the pain that I have humility and tranquility
first step
than cotton candy cotton candy in the spring I will once again covered with wild
we bring home
Fanghua
yesterday to bring long-awaited upward sesame flowers
head, eyes lowered to the foot of a winding mountain road
ears
dormant vegetation, there are bird wind guiding
If you think the distance is only through
stories, the best stop, the whole wrinkled clothes
a whole has a lock button to open the mind does not rot
spring water is still pure
Ling bees flying into the bushes, wild sparrows reject unwarranted booing
do not care about two things
earthquakes, tsunamis ... ...
salt do not care whether the market tight ... ...
motherland
people in the government meeting and I was ledge
to Jinshan Temple, the Executive an incense
In addition, lowering blood glucose, take medicine and injections
this spring - there are many flowers are
Tiqu they can be omitted, not my fault
West Village in the spring play
West Village in the spring play is orchestrated
pear speech in the West, Pine River has become the source story to
flower is the protagonist, mud huts is the protagonist, the fungus is also a greenhouse is
Spring
my mighty people can at best be considered an exotic extras
run at least play a small role may well
On a small difference, think about who is in the distance
imagine the peach pear
the snow up into a cavity Pink
protagonists concentrate for several spring drama
profound meaning to open a village full of branches, adding a warm life of debauchery
and I had to distort the meaning of pear pear
not leave, facing the gathering
I can escape plot, led by the hand of a person from
West performed hair, to the Miao homeland
far more warmer there in the spring, more self-certain
there, we do not only play a small role as the protagonist
director of three spring Erbinsimo < br> a depths of the vast floating days
Fragrance is invisible plot
a poet's departure left of that person, whether recognized or not, whether it is not
their loved ones and friends
you will find is a bear, is the land of the fallen leaves
sigh
Ma Yan to go, Li Hong, gone, gone
southern fence of small strokes left, Xin has also taken the poet
these strange one by one in the spring
go away no matter how they left their
seem to write poetry and poetry about the people
do so close to death < br> In fact, poetry and death, and there is not much correlation
only poets in the sentimental favorite, easy to make the world go misunderstanding
I believe that poetry can not bear to leave it
. They leave the departure of any one person is the same as the impermanence
because the life is worthy of respect, they will not understand if
Who sings the anthem for the death of that from his
death is not far
really believe it, leaving no means a person of faith
heaven is not heaven, and in our breath away
Ma Yan, Li Hong, gone, gone south fence
small move away, Xin also went
for their departure, I can not remain indifferent to calm
I can not pray for them, because I hurt, because I see life
re ... ...
one day I will leave, but not the name of poetry the world has
but could not accommodate their existence
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