【Poetry】 Years (five outsiders) ‖ He Zonglin

Years (five outsiders)

He Zonglin

Years

The footsteps of the years stop

Seems to hear it echoed on the ground

It is a river in eternal flow

The heaven and earth universe is its basin

The vast heart is its riverbed

It is a knife

Carving all things in the world

Engraved with colorful life

On every annual wheel

The traces left are indelible

That unforgettable moment

Stay on the journey

Make life glorious or regrettable

Standing on the banks of the years

The wave is rushing to the shore

How to control the boat in the waves

Arrive at your own port

Waves of water marks

It is the best interpretation

Have the best moment

There is a period of time every day

I fantasize that I will fly and pass through the wall

I feel particularly relaxed and happy in my heart

There is a period of time every day

I fantasize myself to become the richest man in the world

Talking elegance, personality

There is a period of time every day

My thinking is active, my thinking is clear

Can create the most touching work

Also fantasize with young youth and beauty

There are some time every day

I wake up from my dream

I found out that dreams and reality are very different

There is a period of time every day

As long as you think of what you do, you must act immediately

Success is not just one step away

Every day, there are the best moments of people

If you are sure, the good dream can come true

Today, tomorrow, the future

today

Today you must grasp it well

Today, I want to put pressure on myself

If you live a fulfilling today

After today, you will not have no complaints and regrets tomorrow

Everyone is looking forward to it tomorrow

Tomorrow is full of hope

Tomorrow, people will be hard to give up

I will send you a fight to you tomorrow

For tomorrow you have to work hard to work hard

future

In the future, it seems far away for everyone

The future is not a dream for everyone

In the future, you must use your hands to depict

It's tomorrow, it's tomorrow

Yesterday, I won't come back

Future has not come yet

Waiting for you to create

The future is like a dream non -dream

Grasp today, hug tomorrow

Create the future and pursue unremitting

Never be discouraged, fight more than

In the future, it depends on you to create it yourself

The history of writing is never pale

The charm of the historical books left is full

Far in Mai Lang

Mango season

Come to the field of the village entrance

Xia La's hot airbox

Blowing golden wheat ears

The wheat waves are rolling and the waves are higher than one wave

Always moving towards a distance

It constitutes a magnificent landscape of wheat sea

I am happy to take a collection with my mobile phone

Sniff the mature fragrance of the wheat

Looking at the old farmers who are weeding in Mai Di

There was a smile on his face

This year is a good year again

When the wheat is charged to the warehouse

Both dolls and the elderly are happy

Young people celebrate the harvest and dance of bumper harvest

Will be staged again in the village entrance square again

Wind Shakes the Barley

River water flows lightly

The warm sun is getting hot and faded to spring makeup

The cry of the Cu Guli sounded the original wild

There is a hot wind in summer

Look at

A layer of wheat waves surge in the wheat field

Mai Mang's pointed needle flashes golden light

A photo of the wheat harvest in the photo

Walking on the edge of the wheat field, wheat incense seductive drunk

And Xiafeng let the heart warm the whole chest

Go to grind the silver sickle and let the wheat granules return to the position

Happy smile blooms on the face of Mai Nong

Hard work

The joy after sweating

Look, in the wheat field

Will present a lively scene of the harvest of wheat

Maybe

In May, my hometown will be full of green shades

Baked tobacco leaves are extended and emerald green

Pomegranate small fruit hanging branches nodded and waist

Grass crazy grows with Ai leaves.

The wheat ears in the mountains have fluttered the wheat incense

The roar of the farmland in the field is the busiest

Describe an animation of the mountain town's wheat and transplanting seedlings

Maybe in May in a deep look

The sweet apricot of the hometown is seductive

The mulberry beside the mountain field is cooked as shiny

For a while, in urban and rural collection town

Add the sip of selling apricot mulberry again

Sweet on the cheeks of the buyer

May is fire and hope to spread on the field

Source: Sichuan Provincial Local House Work Office

Author: He Zonglin (from the city of Sichuan Province, Yi, a senior teacher, a member of the China Education and Teaching Association, a member of the Sichuan Micro Fix Literature Association, a member of the Writer Association of Huili City)

Picture: Fang Zhi Sichuan

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