Poetry from the Yalu River: Write with love, recite with heart

To the earth

Author: golden yellow

Why do I give yourself to you

Why do I have to make a meeting with crying

I know, only you will not refuse

Because you are the earth

Don't try how many mountains are there

Don’t ask where to go one by one

Don’t go to the day to rise, how far is it?

Do not go with the fighting star to move the pattern

Countless rivers run through blood

Countless mountains have upstream wind and rain

You tolerate all the warmth and warmth in the world

Bringing everything for everything

A bunch of soil, a flower, a handful of rice

One bowl, a bridge, a canal

The shade of the tree is endless

The temple and eaves are deeply hidden in Zen

You, the earth

You are the mother of the earth

How vast time and space

You hug us tightly in your arms

That's it, a generation and one generation passed down

Some come, some leave

Rich showing gorgeous feathers

Poverty and sigh with a sound

I have settled the texture of my life

Fall in love with that compassionate doctrine

Singing a poem with clouds flying birds

Supporting embarrassment and bending

No matter how short the mileage is, it is short but scarred

No matter how long the road is long, you can't migrate

The pace of life did not stop for a moment

Get up from the dirt and open the clouds

Don't ask me where I am

I'm on the earth

In the forest valley, Christmas and New Year's Eve

Live on the scale of life

Don't ask me how long the road is

Carry every step into the annual wheel

Thunderstorms and barren are not more horizontal

All injuries will always be cured during the decision of dust

There is a lamp in my heart

The cold and the greasy of the separation of separation

Deeply lower your head while drinking water

Thank you for every foot and every inch at your feet

I run every ray of light

Scorn and avoid plague

Huai Ding Ding and Knight

Ask each segment of the solar terms

I am studying every day

Language about the earth

Use all organs to communicate

Every pile of bonfires, every plow

I know deeply

Every life does not belong to yourself

How important to make the road is the truth

Confidence is not a noble patent

I use the earth as a mirror

Make the front and back of life in the same frame

I know I will never fly

I also look forward to seeing the encounter in fate

Only with the earth

Accepting and gifts, the smile is true

The stroke of life

Support personality, dignity and charm

The majestic earth, I am proud of you

In front of you, I have no inferiority

Which country has no soil

Which city is not a mud

How many times I asked a door

Ask the lightning without a line

Ask the floating world, and

Rhododendron uphill, wild chrysanthemum downhill

Where do I come from, where to go

How many years do you have to wait here?

Just for your endless tide

Bring a field of life rain

The place where the sun rises is the earth

The place where the moon rises is still the earth

I want to name it with your name

The reproduction of epic epic

Lang reader: Ink and Ink, the current member of the Chinese Poetry Society recitation and singing professional committee, the outstanding recitation artist of the Chinese New Poetry Centennial Poems, and a member of the Beijing Language Society Recitation Research Association. Member of Heilongjiang Financial Writers Association, member of the Harbin Recitation Association, director of the Jixi Poet Association, and vice chairman of the Jixi Recitation Research Association.

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