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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
烟雾缭绕在头顶久久不散,刚喝了点酒,夕阳慢慢地独醉红颜
谁家钢琴在窃窃私语,和着心跳拿来押韵,焕然一新的麦地
诗歌是一种谎言,碎落满地的醉语,那个遥不可及的默守
Love is the soil
The thrill — miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Smoke on the top of the head soup, just drink a little wine, the setting sun slowly drunk the beauty
Young piano in whispers, with the heart to rhyme, a new wheat
Poetry is a kind of lies, breaking ground drunk, the distant and flew in
何强
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