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
抚琴的十指在颤抖，路过的一个又一个风景，所有的音符都从麦地溢出
高铁在不知觉间已然侵入田埂，祖先的根脉，林立的高楼与那棵老槐“接轨”
梵音触动了那片净土，始终在我心底隐秘着涅磐，借梦细望夜空那个旧迹的影
Love is the soil
Mud flows on the...
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Aficionado fingers trembled, one of the passing landscape, all the notes from wheat overflow
High-speed rail has invaded between in earthen ancestral roots, a forest of tall buildings and the acacia tree "line"
Brahman sound touched that piece of pure land, and always in my heart hidden nirvana, borrow dream fine at the night sky that JiuJi shadow
何强
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发表于 2013-11-19 07:27
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