Really want to catch the sunset
— miniature Prose poetry
The author /HeQiang
The same scenery, watching is different in different eyes.
— daughter HeJing
An orange setting sun dipped in thin late Tang legacy, twilight touched the hearts of most soft patch of sorghum, the old camphor rare rest
Deep in the hearts of the encounter that road disappearing ridge, staring yesterday lost landscape, back to the aging loving emotion
Farmers who once knew the wind behind us, I have not read the slim waist rice sticks confession, smoke-soaked ancient farming 作者: 招小波 时间: 2014-5-19 08:38
我已讀不懂纖細枝腰水稻的表白,炊煙浸泡過的農耕古韻 作者: 时光空壳 时间: 2014-5-19 10:14
風知道曾經的農人逐漸遠去,我已讀不懂纖細枝腰水稻的表白,炊煙浸泡過的農耕古韻