本帖最后由 何强 于 2015-9-10 09:01 编辑
作者：何强
詩人的腳步，注定要走過春夏秋冬，去往那遙遠的第五季。
鍵盤碾碎了筆迹，有書在手，遠離了土地
夕陽拉長我的身影，遺落下滿地過往，筆墨培景
靈魂裏最後壹滴露，與殘荷對視，窗語墨問
The horizon of coagulation red
Mexicoasked - the micro prose
The author: HeQing
The poet's footsteps, doomed to walkthrough spring, summer, autumn and winter, go to the distant fifth season.
Keyboardcrushed handwriting, there is a book in hand, away from land
Sunsetstretched my figure, left lying under the floor in the past, ink Pei Jing
Thelast drop of dew soul, and lotus on the TV, the window asking ink language
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发表于 2015-9-10 08:59
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