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Prose poetry | listening to night collection 066-070 ‖ Mason

2021-09-02 05:45:41 Life journey

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  Light up the world , Maybe it's not just a mission , But out of helplessness . A minute later , When the ashes scatter , Everything will be silent ? Just a memory , Just for a moment .

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It rains all night , Quiet and light . A sea of bamboo in the mountains , The path meanders . Stroll through it , Suddenly comfortable . If you stay with Siqing and Sijing for a long time , Beauty is not true ! Before taking steps , Ren Jinfeng baptism . Three or two raindrops , It's not just clothes that get wet , More worried . All the way , finally , Climb to the top of the mountain , Just know the water show . A surge of anger , Between the rushing chest . Look back leisurely , The spring on the hillside , Deep and pure .

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-067- Early in the morning , A mist filled the sea , Vaguely , Count the sails and wander . The fishermen on the shore began to be busy , His face was covered with last night's fatigue . network , Spread out , Familiar and natural . Shrouded in fog , The sea is even more amiable . Days at sea , It's almost over . The excitement of going to sea , How can you forget ? Sit in the stern , Sculptural fisherman , be preoccupied by some troubles . Behind this , Little by little , But tomorrow .

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-068- The beautiful little red , In the dark , Burn quietly . The noise around , Constantly testing , Unwilling to be completely shielded . Light up the world , Maybe it's not just a mission , But out of helplessness . A minute later , When the ashes scatter , Everything will be silent ? Just a memory , Just for a moment . The irreducible darkness continues , A spark will still appear at the right time .

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-069- Birds who have been busy all day , Flying down the lake , Tilt your little head , Look at your reflection . Buddhist paradise , A round autumn day , Hung red on the horizon , be reluctant to part . In the golden wind at dusk , The breath is clear , We do , Like a long lost friend , A fresh smile when we meet suddenly . The light of the lake , A chirp , The dressed bird , commence business , now developed into a grand scale but with hardly anything to start with , Fly again to the warm and lively woods .

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-070- Intoxicated with the fragrance , A song , From the other side of the river , It's a long way to go . Weeping willows , Gently brush the shy water . The warm wind is slightly , Be careful to cross the stone bridge like a full moon , With gorgeous ripples , Turn away . Years of corrugated , Revealing delicacy , A school of ancient customs, vicissitudes of life .“ How many buildings misty rain ”, In the deep fragrance , Turn into wisps of emotion , Sigh , Dousheng Xinxian .

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