就恋这把土：回味旗袍的味道 —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




寻迹宋词的婉约, 藏在旗袍里的味道，我用一生的时光去寻找

因为诗人贪婪太多的梦境，旗袍染上了古典诗的韵味，像朵朵盛开到极致的罂粟花

一枚低垂的麦穗，饮醉诗意憔悴，柔软成一枚清词，婆娑了太多的呓语

Love is the soil


The flavor of The Chinese dress
— miniature Prose poetry

Author: HeQiang

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




racing song ci gracefuls and restrained, hidden in cheongsam, I use a life time to find

Because poets greed too much dreams, cheongsam got into the charm of classical poetry, blossoming like poppy flower in full bloom to the extreme

Drunk with a lowered heads, poetic gaunt, soft as a clear word, dancing too much



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寻迹宋词的婉约, 藏在旗袍里的味道，我用一生的时光去寻找