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
谁说乡女不醉人，好色的红颜，熟记烙饼的味道
走出田埂的乡音，一个古老的门框，窥听了你最细微的心事
这抹触动，是一道禅机， 春红，我还能从泥土味中嗅到？
Love is the soil
A woman walked out of the ridge
— miniature Prose poetry
Author: HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
Who says township women does not intoxicate, lascivious beauty, memorizing pancakes taste
Out of the sounds of an old frame, peep you most subtle mind
Wipe the touch, it is a good, spring is red, I can from the earthy smell?
何强
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