Three poems of Sun Fangjie: Father’s resume 丨 Twenty -spring 丨 One year is about to pass

Sun Fangjie Poetry Three

1. Father's resume

Then, then, then

My father suddenly went, making me sad, like a snake

He was hit at a seven inches. Live, half of life

Already followed my father

The haze covering the top of the head is dense but not transparent

The mother said repeatedly: I left without a little sin

It was the blessing he practiced. But secretly crying at the corner of the wall

Then, then, then

My father, Sun Zhenlong, was born in October 1941 in the lunar calendar

Passing in June 2018. Kindness, poor, and forbearing grievances

Become a Buddha's gift to his life

Then, then, then

In 1941, his cry was bright and well -proportioned

In 1958, he began to discuss life in the roadway of Fangzi Coal Mine

In the first month of the lunar calendar in 1962, he married my mother

His joy is like the crimson long morning, glory overflowing

Mother holds these glory every day

Walking in the early morning, through the evening, the pride of winning the championship on my mouth

Then, then, then

In October of the same year, I gave birth to my brother

In the bitterness at that time, there were so many joy

Then, then, then

In 1963, he returned to the countryside with humiliation

Working in the field, like a thin butterfly

Capture of birds. It's like the rotation of the earth

He followed the turn, from the shadow of the sun

Walk into the shadow of the moon

He was in the night of his age

Facing a white wall on the side, waiting for the arrival of dawn

His figure, how poor

Then, then, then

In August 1968, I gave birth to me

In April 1971, my sister ushered in again

He quickly accepted the visit of two strangers

He loves, blame, and enlighten

Then, then, then

Throughout 1979, I was galloping

Music thrombosis formed

As the shadow followed, chasing his life afterwards

Fen and belief have become the theme of years

Twilight passed through the unfortunate smoke, shake around

He closed his eyes, looking forward to a ray of light

Through the dark lake, the long -disappearing stars

Flash on a gloomy night

Then, then, then

In 1984, he followed his mother back to the city that had been separated for 19 years

In order to make up for life

He took a punching cylinder and inflated the bicycle on the street

In order to make a penny, he cursed the young man who labeled the account, and he was shivering.

It is true that he lost his dignity due to poverty.

He seemed to have seen hell, and he could even say everything there

Fry, whip, saw the bones, let the blood inside

He knows the difficulties of poor days, not much better than hell

Go forward with a bitter smile, to liberate in the bond

Then, then, then

The fate since then seems to be summoned by those light

A group of swallows flew from the river bank that thawed in spring

The shells of various colors are in his hands, Gu Pan Shenghui

His spider orchids, jasmine and thrush birds

Make many people envy and praise. He is happy

Everyone said: Children are filial, no longer have any wishes

Then, then, then

And now, the midsummer of 2018

He is gone and goes to the place to be happy

With the legend and story of this world, go with new friends

chat. He smiled with satisfaction

Watching me and saying: It ’s dark, please open the lights for me

Let this light go with him to the southwest

Then, then, then

Second, late spring

Then, then, then

The late spring of Jinan is already as hot as summer

Because there is no snow in winter, there is no drizzle in spring

Spring water flows lazily

As if life is about to be dying

It's as if the initial weakness of life, accumulating the power of surging

Then, then, then

Not far away, a man in a sloppy man covered his face with dust

As if spent all night in coal ash

In the distance, a man waiting for a car station lit a cigarette

A woman borrowed the fire, she took a sip fiercely

As if life will never be satisfied

Farther, the building is in the heavy haze of gray

Like a group of livestock, on the grassy grassland

He was rushed into the thick smoke. At this point, all the windows

Dare to open, the threat of illness and sudden death

It is slowly eroding people's body

Then, then, then

Furthermore, I know there is a mountain there

But I can't see clearly. I know the tree on the mountain is green

The monks of the temple are doing the law. Incense

Those smokes came over and dirty my mouth

Then, then, then

My lips are full of ashes

I am waiting for clean good weather

Just like the mountains and Tunquan are waiting for the mountains on the south

Waiting for summer coming

Then, then, then

Third, one year is about to pass

Then, then, then

I lost so much again, and the gain was lost

There are so many disputes that are unnecessary, which is annoyed, how much is it

So many anger affects the mood, how unhelpful

That's not knowing the bad thoughts, the relationship that missed

Both are left in the pillow room where the train is getting away

Then, then, then

I can't find them, those dead days

I can no longer see them, except to increase my old

Nothing will be left

Standing in front of me has become tomorrow

However, what does tomorrow mean

Tomorrow also means losing, it means another day

Then, then, then

I have lost so much

It seems that everything cannot be recovered, and they make me feel monotonous

Make me sad again

Sometimes a day of death will talk to me in my dream

Sometimes passion will suddenly cool down, sometimes sigh

Become the breathing of the soul

Then, then, then

I have participated in several weddings and participated in several funerals

The banquet time of the birthday of a mother -in -law has passed away, but yesterday

I see the leaves of a ginkgo tree, in the haze of the sky

Falling is leisurely.However, it is those few seconds

It seems to become eternal in this year

[About the author] Sun Fangjie (male), born in September 1968, from Shouguang, Shandong, his works are scattered in "People's Literature", "Poetry", "New Chinese Digest", "Poetry selection", "Star", "Poetry Tide", "Green Wind"Many literary journals such as "Qingdao Literature" and "Feitian" have authored the collection of poems "I love my poems", "Gradually approaching the separation", "How to make steel", "Half Life and Half Life", "Ten Years", "Ten Years", "Ten Years", "Ten Years" "Destiny syndrome "" Steel Factory "and many other parts, the works are selected as a variety of annual selection.The Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Chinese Youth Poet Awards were shortlisted, and won a variety of awards such as the Taishan Literature and Art Award of Shandong Province (Literature Creation Award) and other awards.The third and fifth session of the Shandong Writers Association, a member of the Chinese Writers Association.

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