就恋这把土：恸 —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




在风中听到了麦子哭泣的声音，树荫下的羞涩，一袭青花旗袍的古巷姑娘

每天都有着一个故事的结束，那些喧嚣过后留下的寂寞土埙

偶尔飘过的碎云，一首久违的老歌《梦里水乡》，已消失在远方……




Love is the soil



Very sad — miniature Prose poetry

Author: HeQiang

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




Heard the sound of a wheat crying in the wind, under the shade of shyness, a blue and white cheongsam, ancient alley girl

Every day have a the end of the story, the lonely earth two-string fiddle after the hustle and bustle

Occasionally by the cloud, a long-lost oldies the hometown in my dream, already disappeared in the distance...



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