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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。
夕阳慢慢滑下远山，我站在一棵树的对面，从恍惚的回忆中醒来
逃离黄土，发梢还残留着泥土的腥味，农夫是我的 “宿命”
凝红在身体里燃烧，煽起粉紅色的情愫，我在等谁
The horizon of coagulation red
Eightmonths -micro prose poetry mood
The author: HeQing
Thepoet's footsteps, doomed to walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter, goto the distant fifth season.
Thesunset slowly slide down the mountains, I stood on the opposite side of a tree,woke up from a trance of memories
Escapefrom the loess, hair still remains a smell of earth, the farmer is my"destiny" Coagulationred in the body burning, stirs up the emotions of pink, I'm waiting for who
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发表于 2015-8-5 08:56
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