Daily good poems | separated from the wall of happiness

Separated from the wall

Text/Ye Xiaosong

Separated from the wall

Actually not pain, but

Truth's pity.

Then, then, then

When we are in the dream

Call out a name affectionately

But on the way to wake up,

Forget everything.

Then, then, then

The victim, you

Often immersed.

When we were close to God,

But I was born in my heart

Breaking the coming

Happy.

Then, then, then

Oh, destroy us

Not God. Not God!

It is the dust that the soul is becoming increasingly accumulated

Set off a game

Destroy human beings

storm--

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Ye Xiaosong, who reads the natal crown of sleeping poetry, was born in 1964, corporate workers, net names, Purmens (Firebur) poetry writing enthusiasts. Some poems are included in "Spring Blossoms of Reading Sleeping Poems" and "Cao Long Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems". The language of poetry is unique, the poetic is agile, and is good at digging out the poetic soil from the silhouette of life, and the castle that builds poetry. Poetry has its own unique meaning and special, and has a certain degree of recognition.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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