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
抚摸着麦苗上如露珠一样的雨滴，眩晕的邂逅，大地深处低语的声音
多年不去地里翻土施肥，只将一粒麦子种植在我的诗歌里，红颜疲惫
季节有了渴望的响声，唐诗里弥漫的石榴红裙，我是一个农民？
Love is the soil
Forgotten beauty in wheat
— miniature Prose poetry
Author: HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Stroked the difference like dew on the raindrops, dizzy, whispering voice deep in the earth
Don't turn over the soil fertilizer to the field for many years, will be only one grain of wheat to grow in my poetry and beauty
The season had the desire to noise, diffuse in the tang dynasty feet red, I am a farmer?
何强
地址：安徽省合肥市亳州路畅园新村72栋405室
邮编：230031
QQ: 743173859
邮箱：hqyhyh@yahoo.com.cn
手机：13856059543
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发表于 2013-6-29 07:27
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