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
一个懒腰伸到了树梢，朝向渐露的曙光，惊鸿一瞥的钟情
迷恋一种声音，沿着风的方向，开始孕育一个紫色的梦，浅白深红间
仰望蓝天，看那夕阳血红，触摸自己的心脉，静候你醉心的抚摸
Love is the soil
Morning glory
— miniature Prose poetry
author/He Qiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
A good stretch over the trees, toward the dew of the dawn, a glimpse of love
Infatuated with one voice, along the direction of the wind, start making a purple dream, plain red
Look up at the sky, watching the sunset red, touch your heart, waiting for your touch
何强
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