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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
所有的乌云都是神话,缘来缘去的水,夹杂着泥土的气息
双手伸进了裙底,红颜不在,她渐渐有了年轮
忽略了耕种耪锄的麦地,岁月走过的痕迹,洇湿了这抹触动
Love is the soil
The clouds of cheating
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
All of the clouds is a myth, love to water, mixed with the smell of earth
Hands into their pants, and beauty is not, she was in the ring
Pang hoe ignores the cultivation of wheat, through the years trace, spread and wet wipe it touches
何强
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