就恋这把土：尘封于笔尖 —微型散文詩

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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




一支笔，一张纸，不用电脑，习惯了灯下漫笔

疼痛的文字，跑调的旋律，游移潋滟的梦呓

阳光的味道，麦收的气息，浓得化不开的黄土情




Love is the soil


In the tip — miniature Prose poetry

The author/HeQiang

"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
                                                    — poet MangKe




A pen and a piece of paper, no computer, accustomed to ramble under the lamp

Pain, out of tune melody, shifting and unassuming dreamily

The smell of the sun, the smell of the field, thick loess sentiment. That must not turn




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