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
阒静的麦地田埂，微风飘过的树影，你我对视的一道风景线
托一枚古埙，醉吻朱颜红唇，寻回那失落的素简聪颖
不想惊醒痴守的麦地，敬畏地边老槐古韵，回眸又是天地清音
Love is the soil
Listen to their words
— miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
The silence wheat field ridge, the breeze across the shadows, you and me in the eye of a scenery line
Holds a GuXun, drunken kiss Zhu Yan red lip, and recover the lost plain Jane intelligent
Don't want to wake the delusion of wheat, the fear of juggle acacia sensibility, look and sounds of heaven and earth
何强
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发表于 2013-12-9 07:21
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