就恋这把土：嗅嗅淡远的味道 —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




行走在田埂，有些不合时宜，熟悉的麦地早已没有风景

偶然进入视线的荒草野菊，今天我读田园诗，麦子如游丝一般在天边消失

诗经将往事细细地揉碎，几笔欲念悄然飘零，与一棵老槐长久对视




Love is the soil


Smell the flavor of comfort
— miniature Prose poetry

The author／HeQiang

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




Walking at ridge, some inappropriate, familiar with the wheat had no view

Accidentally into the line of sight of weeds tender, today I read a pastoral, such as balance spring wheat generally disappeared in the sky

Book of events is very carefully, will be a few pen quietly fell and the desire and the acacia tree in the eye for a long time




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偶然进入视线的荒草野菊，今天我读田园诗，麦子如游丝一般在天边消失

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