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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
走失了季节, 凝固在黑白胶片上的时光,零乱的脚印
我寻了块荒地,斟典藏版的红酒,晒一晒尘封的文字
古槐的落蕊,味道已渐淡去,唤醒我困顿的诗语?
Love is the soil
Love has no language
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Lost season, frozen in time in the history of black and white film, messy footprints
I found a piece of wasteland, collection version of red wine, bask in a dusty text
Ancient dropped pistils, flavor already gradually fade away, wake me up difficult language?
何强
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