就恋这把土：灵魂的原罪 —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


用目光在你的眸里旅行，无法追随每一步的距离，眼神却触摸到熟悉的麦地

为你将一首歌听到无音，凝缩一幅墨迹未干的荷韵，我抓不住那淡淡迷茫的红粉

穿越一个雾霭中苦涩的梦境，一个人将一壶茶从晨喝到昏，唯恐吟唱出灵魂的原罪










Love is the soil


The original sin of the soul
— miniature Prose poetry

The author/HeQiang

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




Travel with a look in your eyes, can't follow every step of the distance, eyes feel familiar with wheat

Will be a song for you hear no sound, condensation, a picture of the ink is Dutch rhyme, because I can't catch the light lost

Through a mist of bitter dreams, one will be a pot of tea from the morning drink to faint, lest I sing with the SINS of the soul




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周末愉快！

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