As normal

Author/Bijiang

Thunder rolls the clouds of clouds, the clouds vomit the moisture of rain

The earth penetrates the tide color

The dense green gauze tent is wrapped in hot green green

When you shake gently, it seems that the green will drip, dripping into a hot kiss mark

The mother of the ground wields a thick and greasy earthy smell

A lightning splitting a thick cloud peak

The dust is stirred and the residual leaves are mixed with the gravel, the gravel rolls the bricks, like a roar python

Flying over the roof jumping across the woods, hovering in the middle of the road

The rain was like a hungry lion that opened the cage, and instantly swallowed the "giant python".

The road became a river, and the car became a creep boat

A bunch of dazzling light broken the clouds

The sun is wearing a beautiful blue

Swallowing hot feelings

Crooked trees, broken branches, disordered flowers ...

Wolverine crowded into garbage

And the pine in the rock seam

Like normal, proud and free

Introduction: Bijiang, hand -made worker, Shangqiu Women's Poetry Society

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