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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
关于麦地的文章久了,放在音乐中洗涤,素手弹拨的整个曾经
嗅泥土淡淡的气息,前世约定的今生,一枚麦穗最后的风景
老父长咳扬起的漫天尘土,心碎写下的苍凉,皈依老槐树里的秘密
Love is the soil
Murmured whispered
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
On the field for a long time, in the music for washing, hand plucked the whole once
Smell smell light earth, agreed in the previous generation this life, a grain last scenery
Father cough up long dusty, desolate heart to write down, convert to the secret in the locust tree
何强
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