I am a person who loves poetry, including ancient and modern Chinese and foreign. In high school and college, I wrote many poems, including ancient poetry and modern poetry. I wrote many times, but in end there is no news. After graduating from university, I was mostly busy with work and creating self-media, that is, I did not have time to write poetry. Now, when I publish these contemporary poems, it is tantamount to publishing them for myself.
Dedicated to starsStarry sky compared to sea
Then earth is just a grain of sand
Me and people living on earth
It can only be considered as hard-to-see dust
I want to let my hair down
Bosin feet and worship You
When I crawl on ground like a baby
I heard breath of crops
This is your mysterious voice
When I was a hunter traveling plateau
I will see a beast howling at moon
Is this a gift for you?
Maybe someday
I am a priest
Looking at you from a distant altar
Thinking about your secret
An attempt to measure distance between Sun and Earth
I will build temples and make calendars
Proclaim your faith to all beings
Hurrah country, animals are dancing
Perhaps thousands of years ago
I'm a philosopher
Walking around world like crazy
Tell people uncomfortable truth
That's what you said to me in my dream
This is wisdom of all people
However, most likely
I'm just a wanderer
Hungry, thirsty and tired on desert land
Even hopeless
You tell me treat yourself like a plant
Grow happily on ground
I am a young dreamer
If you ask where I'm from
I'm telling you,
I come from desert of time
The wind carved marks on my face,
The sand brought tears to my eyes.
I'm sleepy, hungry,
I have one faithful horse left,
Since we met here
Well then, I'll give it to you,
He will take you to sky of dreams,
The sky is full of imagination about future.
If you want to know where I'm going,
I can only tell you
I'm going to desert of time,
Time is an ancient secret,
How many people want to find traces of him?
As soon as a lot of people leave, there is no news
However, people say
My words are wonderful, but they have no basis,
Since we met here
Let me take you as a witness once.
This is a journey full of dreams and expectations
The sand will see our footprints,
The wind will blow away our backs
However, time will turn me and you into fossils,
Freeze our dreams for eternity,
Proof of aging that no one knows about
—Secret
Rapeseed is blooming, and fields are covered with gold.I'll take you on a bicycle,The scent of flowers on your forehead. Among fields, I forgot where I came from,Between fields, a river quietly flows. At end of river there will be a village. This could be where we live in seclusion.
I want to send you a white snowflake
He's so clean and so fragile
I think it will float in air
lays quietly on your beautiful eyelashes
When you blink unintentionally
He imperceptibly dissolves into your gentle world
I think north wind is my faithful messenger
Across a thousand mountains and rivers and countless nights of being lost
Finally, it came to your window
You may still be dreaming
He silently prepared a surprise for you
Opening window, you see a miracle
The north where I wandered is so far away
Look at snow, doesn't it come from north every year?
Who is he on a secret date with?
Though his life is so short
Looking at snowflakes, it seems that they are falling into heart
Perseverance has created the miracle of dreams
This is a peaceful land
The winter sun enveloped endless snow and ice
All mountains and plains are peaceful
The Songhua River flows calmly through towns and villages
Red house flowing through a beautiful coniferous forest
Unknown place
Winter is not time for agriculture
Fishermen, despite wind and snow, found a familiar fishing spot
Sharp harpoon in hand
Reminds me of a nation on horseback
One hundred battles without a name, return home with glory
The blood of countless ancestors soaked into ground
In long river of history, destruction, oblivion
Only Songhua River still flows calmly
It flows into distance, it's a warm harbor
Hometown where nation cannot return
In winter, fishing boats on Songhua River lean against shore
I look forward to spring when glaciers melt and we can set sail
Winter sleep slumbering in bowels of earth
Listen, water hits ice, it rings
The train passes through China
Old and worn green leather car
Sing a sad song
Crushing Ridge of China
A train passing through forest and snowfields in northeast
With cooling of Siberia
To south, to warm south
In winter, whole north brings desolation
Train like a tired camel
Better than a tired train
Not thoughts and wanderings of poet
This is farmer in corner of wagon
Thousands of years of history
They have cultivated yellow earth for generations
They turned south into a barn
They are tired enough
However, now they have harvested grain
On streets of city again
In an era of lack of spirituality
Feeding earth for city
The train passes through an abandoned village
After a heavy snowfall
The fields are barren, leaves are gone, and birds are flying
But don't they give hope?
Imagine next spring
The train passes through rapeseed flowers in south, and mountains are golden
Imagine next summer
The train moves through desert in north, wind drives waves of wheat
At this time, poet should sing for him
Sing a beautiful modern rural landscape
On land bathed in moonlight
Only farmers silently look this way
Autumn wind blows over hills
Clouds float across sky
Dust rising from ground
The grass pegs in field shake slightly
Autumn wind blows into this dilapidated village
An old tree stands on road at entrance to village
Looking up and looking away
Are you watching me go home?
In evening, children graze cattle and return to village
The moon lights up village
Like an ancient well
An old tree always stands at entrance to village
The branches tremble slightly in wind
Preservation of ancient well
Save my heart
——
I don't know where to blow reed pipe,
One night, we recruited people who were looking forward to their hometown.
Sand looks like snow under moonlight
The smoke cleared at dusk
The whole desert has returned to calm
Who is on tower in distance
I played familiar Qiang flute
Sorrowful, resentful, drawn into autumn wind
All soldiers fell asleep with their armor
Hands and feet are cold as iron
No boy
This is Populus euphratica in border fortress
Year after year, face to face with wind and sand
Even bones can be buried in ground
Under moonlight
I want to raise my glass
But tomorrow's military affairs cannot be postponed
When Huns are gone, brothers
Drunk in Jiuquan
I'm thinking about my hometown tonight
Like parents at home
The wife and children are good at home
Now my hair is turning gray
Wait and say you're not old
I raise my longbow
Inspection of abandoned barracks
Everyone says I'm a cool guy
Lots of courage
Now I want to ride a horse
Write down my sad poem
The life of a soldier and a horse, a hundred battles on battlefield
If I didn't come back
Please remember mountains and rivers with me
Weeds under Great Wall of China every year
Green land stretches to end of world
How many emotions do I have left after earthquake?When earth is mercilessly torn apart againWhen house is shattered into pieces again?How much more can my callous heart take?When I saw flower lives, buried in an instantWhen I saw child, helpless eyes of old manAnd dog that lost its ownerI was very touchedBut who can keep repeating same When rescue scenes are broadcast live on TVWhen miracle of life is constantly stagedI'm really in shockBut my tears are not endlessI will stay after tears More time to thinkYes, house after earthquake will be restoredand it will be ten times better than before, a hundred times betterIt will also become a landmarkBut how can life be restored br>Will people's hearts be restoredIf you think it's just a natural disaster Then tragedy will repeat foreverIf attention always comes after tragedyThen whole country must take turns Shake once Don't always show your strength after a disasterWhat we need is a house with a sense of security
Stars are bricks and stonesThe sky is full of sky, it's a summer nightOur dreams are floating in skyIt seems that we can catch them with our handsSummer night >Silent night, sky like a dome enveloping surrounding fields, like mountains and riversUnder starry skyCrickets play a symphony of nature sounds breath of life floats on earthAfter a hundred years there will still be a summer nightKudzu is born in wild nature, and grass is luxuriant
Please don't be sad for day I left
Like you, I suffer a lot
Especially in this prosperous mid-spring
A brook flows happily through flowers
Magpies sing in forest
Fast beat, why don't you mobilize my emotions?
And I'm far away, with token you gave me
Cherish original oath
I think about how we walk along path where flowers bloom
Relaxing in shade by lake
Let's walk hand in hand, just
Just a few words and you will smile with all your heart
This smile is more beautiful than any delicate flower in garden
Although my expression is hard and a little cold
But I can't hide enthusiasm in my heart
If you could hear
I want to play lyre and sing at night
Tell me, we planted an acacia
Quietly taken root in garden
Statue of ConfuciusA light wind is like a thin veil,
In haze Ipomoea is half drunk and half awake.
Sounds of small birds are as soft as Wu Nong.
Creamy young leaves tremble slightly,
Quietly revealed secret of morning light.
In corner is a statue of Confucius
He stroked his beard lazily.
On green lawn,
The tip of grass shakes off some of dew.
Students slowly enter library,
Three Classics, Confucius Analects, Tang Verses, maybe
Only this old building has a small memory.
The impetuosity gradually filled air,
It gently beats in a lonely heart.
After a long time, calm was finally broken
Several girls came to this corner,
Fights and noises are heard, accompanied by cheerful singing of birds
I took a picture with Confucius.
Blonde hair, shorts, high heels...
Classic charm with a touch of fashion
Like a bullet hitting blue and white porcelain
History collapses in an instant,
Confucius is still standing in corner
Before dusk, weather changes dramatically
I feel like I've traveled through thousands of years
Let's wash in misty rain
During Qixi Festival, night sky is calm,
Grapes fill my yard.
You have filled bamboo basket,
All cute stars.
The stream in front of door flows quietly,
The evening wind gently blows aroma of early autumn.
On this harvest day
The Shepherdess and Weaver are about to meet in sky.
I want to sit with you under vine,
Listen to whisper of a magpie.
We are tiny fireflies
Forget about brevity of life
Pick up weak lantern
Meet in dark
We are strong moths
Free yourself from shackles of fate
Explode wounded wings
In rain and wind
I will decorate a peaceful night,
No need for distant legends,
No sad incidents,
I'm going to decorate night.
I want to cover moon with silver,
Scatters frosty shadows across ground.
I want to blush maple leaves,
Spray gold dust on autumn breeze.
Give Xiaohe more stars
Light some fishing lanterns on boat.
ripple, ripple,
All that floats are gentle dreams.
Maybe you could put some green fireflies in,
The distant sound of a flute is heard.
But I'm afraid decoration is too great,
Just leave lonely deserted.
I'm going to decorate night,
Don't go to Wuzhen in south of Yangtze River,
Don't go to Xiaoxiang Ancient City either.
I'm going to decorate an ordinary and calm evening.
silent nightThe wind is master of moodDraws love curtain at nightGently lifts shabby bookmarkI can't help but praise her tendernessMoonlight is cure for melancholy br>I shot down arsenic in a dream< br>Let me carefully sip from glassbrew a beautiful jar of sentimentality
These are raindrops after autumnwhen everything is quietbeat this empty yardthis is past that I can't hear