Read the first poem before going to bed ｜ If you are strong enough, I want to carry all the four seasons home

"Walking Snow"

Step on the snow, people are light light up

As if walking into a dream

Stepping on a silent melody

Open your hands and want to fly

..

Several sparrows fall from bamboo

Soft snow, tasteless

A few times and then took off immediately

The low bamboo branches are still low

On the snow, leave a shallow bird claw mark

..

The feeling of wanting to fly, but also fell down

Close to oil and salt and rice

Eyes, hanging on the high -pressure line of Xue Ning

Thinking of the tapped patrol workers

On the snow, frivolous footprints

If you have poured lead, you can’t move forward again

..

In my heart, what seems to be surging

It is difficult to clarify for a while

In the distance, no one disturbed the wheat field

Can't hear a little sound

"warmth"

Open some of the past

Those years of passing years

Some have transformed into ashes

There are some, incorporating the soil

Nourishing the spring flowers

Accept the gorgeous fading of late autumn

..

Facing the indifference of the earth

I often stay in a person's hut

Use the smile on the wall, touch me

Wounds cut by cold wind

Father and mother, next to each other

Look at me, like the sun and the moon

..

The dim house gradually shines

My heart is full of sunlight

As if my father patted my shoulder

Tell me, you must be strong

My mother took my hand and told me

When it is cold, remember to add clothes

..

The words of parents are like spring breeze

Gradually blew the haze in my heart

I seem to be back to my childhood time

Close your eyes and lean on your parents' knees

Entering a sweet dream hometown. Dream

Bee hums an ancient ballad

"I memorize spring home"

If it is strong enough, I want to

Back all the four seasons home

Let the front and house behind the house, spring, autumn, winter and summer

朝 朝 姹 姹 姹 姹 姹 姹 姹 姹 姹

Chicken barking, the child laughed like a flower

..

I know, this is just one

Close to a very perfect wish

Since knowing the nature of fiction

I tell myself that this life

I have been, filling the fiction of my father

..

At the end of the year, the Spring Festival whistle sounded

Then I hurriedly returned home bags

Like migratory birds that miss the season

Renhui in the flow of people returning home

Hope to discount, take home

..

In the bag, carefully selected New Year's goods

Full of the taste of a foreign country

And I just want to eat the rice cake you made by myself

Enjoy your slightly shy hug

Replace the old rune to the new peach

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Author: "Selection of Sleeping Poems" Elected to the poet: Deep

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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