Daily good poems ｜ Faceless face: a snow fall

Facing faceless: a snow fall

Text/Geng Bing (Jiangsu)

When I can't use a snow to compare

A tree of pear blossoms

When I can't face a flying snow, I can't face a flying snow

Then, then, then

Who can from the downhill lantern

Hearing this snowy snow

From which dynasty

Then, then, then

I know the final destination of this river

It is nothing more than a pier with bright lights

Look at your own life

It's nothing more than the bright midnight

Sinking down to pity with Gu Ying:

Then, then, then

My father who has died in the twilight years

It will eventually be swallowed by a river

Then, then, then

And I can only be next to the river where the snow is coming

Will oneh the night

Salvage home

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Poet of sleeping columns: Geng Bing, net name: Houde, after seventy, college culture, member of the Jiangsu Writers Association. Published works in 1995. The works are scattered in more than 100 literary ingredients such as "Writers" and "Poetry", and have won more than 30 national awards.

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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