文/何强 秋风斜阳是麦的追求还是土地的挽留 听你的呼吸,仰起头 赤裸裸的乡愁爆裂了城市的高楼 枝枝杈杈上都搁着母亲的担忧
Washing soul Listen to the tree — miniature Prose poetry The autumn wind is setting of wheat or the pursuit of land to stay Listen to your breath, supinely begin Naked homesickness burst city of tall buildings Branches on the edge of the right to put aside the concerns of the mother
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