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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
赤脚轻轻掠过沾着露水的草地,游离不定的眼睛随性律动,不止一棵树在勾引
如同走在历史与现实的缝隙,红裙飘飘成了远古的风景,惊艳静静相守的唯美
守着一份尘封的约定,一本黄了扉页的心笺,试图叙写一个唯美的终结,在背影里化为烟尘
Love is the soil
Urban green space
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Lightly brush touch gas field, barefoot drifting about in eyes with rhythm, more than a tree in the seduction
Like walking in the history and reality of aperture, the figure of the red skirt is became ancient landscape, beautiful jing together quietly
With an old convention, a yellow cover page of the heart thinks, trying to narrates a beautiful end, into a smoke in the background
何强
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