作者: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 醉倒了风,满山都弥漫着晨曦的腮红 一节节封存的渴望,悄悄地拔出心音的节律 我听见挂露叶子的吻,吐露出红颜凝馨的颤栗
Love is the soil Morning light red — miniature Prose poetry Author: HeQiang "At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding." — poet MangKe Drunk wind, full mountain is filling the morning light cheek is red YiJieJie mothball desire, quietly pull out heart sounds rhythm I heard hang dew leaves to kiss, confide gives a set of jasmine thriller
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