文／何强 秋风斜阳是麦的追求还是土地的挽留 你在我的射程之内，夕阳染赤的那朵玫瑰 找个替身虚拟着魅惑，弹道划下一行尘烟不曾醉 回车敲开一段千古绝唱的不期而遇，举枪目光里血红的邂逅
Washing soul Sniper — miniature Prose poetry The autumn wind is setting of wheat or the pursuit of land to stay You are in my range, the sunset dyed red of the roses Find a substitute virtual the charm, draw a line trajectory stood not drunk Enter open a period of bards sublime meet by chance, the gun in the red eyes met
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