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文/何强
“脚下的那片泥土,每抓起一把,都一定会攥出血来。”
-- 诗人芒克
晨练的的花裙,放动一池的涟漪,留白还是溅绿
泥土上流淌的疲惫,幻化为几笔发霉的风景,渐行渐远的意淫
用疑惑的眼睛绕行,求之于诗,我用麦子抹绿了城市?
Love is the soil
The landscape design
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Does the flower skirt, put the ripples of a pool, white or green
Mud flows on tired, come to a few pen mould scenery, drifting away fantasizing
With wondering eyes round, is to the poem, I wipe with wheat green city?
何强
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