Good poems every day ｜ Sky darkened like this

It's so darkened like this

Text/Ye Xiaosong

"The old people are sitting on the mountain,

Looking at the flowing water under your feet.

That low eyebrows look

As if you are talking, please give me a little bit

I want to cry ... "

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Then, then, then

It's so darkened like this

It's too late to show the dusk regulations

The autumn wind of scanning the code is covered

Falconium sorrowful sadness

Then, then, then

Yes, no longer need to lift your buttocks

What kind of wealth of dug in

Rhododendron ignited flower stamens

Try to tell with stones dialect

Love in the world. The dead soul is confused

The flute of life entering the port

Then, then, then

Ah, time farther away

I have been confused in the book

Puzzling in the strange puppet of love

I am worried that my life will not be exported

Worried about great love

Dharma on the surface of the surface has thought a lot

Finally at a dusk

Abandon myself

I also abandoned the tears flowing in my heart

That petal disease

cloud……

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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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