The secret of the road
　　Sunlight falls on a sleeping person's face.
　　His dream of a more vivid
　　But he did not wake up.
　　Darkness falls on an impatient
　　Walking in the sun light in the middle of others
　　Person's face.
　　Suddenly the sky turned dark as a shower.
　　I was standing room to accommodate every moment - the Butterfly Museum.
　　Sun is still strong as ever.
　　It was impatient of the brush is painted the world.
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　　Rut
　　Two in the morning: the moonlight. Outside the train
　　Field stop. Much of the town a little spark
　　Flash on the horizon suddenly uncertain coldly.
　　When a person go so deep in a dream
　　When he again returned to the house on the occasion,
　　He would never think of him there.
　　Or when a person go so deep disease
　　The day that he suddenly turned into some of the flash of sparks, bees,
　　Weak and cold on the horizon.
　　Completely stationary train.
　　Two things: a strong moonlight, the stars sparse.
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　　Half-finished heaven
　　Pessimistic interrupt their trip.
　　Pain interrupts their journey.
　　Condor interrupt its flight.
　　Look out the light surge,
　　Even the ghost of some drink.
　　We see the sun painting,
　　Our studio's Red Ice Age animals.
　　Things began to look around,
　　We walk in the sun hundreds.
　　Everyone is leading to a suitable
　　Each person's room, the door half open.
　　Infinite ground under our feet.
　　Water, shining in the trees.
　　Is a land of lakes and embedded windows.
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　　Elegy
　　I opened the first door.
　　This is a sun lit the large room.
　　A heavy car passing on the outside
　　The porcelain tremble.
　　II I opened the door.
　　Friends! You drink some dark
　　Become visible.
　　Three door. A narrow hotel room.
　　The landscape towards an alley.
　　The asphalt on a lamp post shine.
　　Experience, it is beautiful slag.
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　　Last Song
　　I am like a grappling hook on the floor in the world drag by.
　　I do not need to seize everything.
　　Tired of the anger, shiny submission.
　　Implementation to collect stones, God writing on the beach.
　　Quiet room.
　　Furniture in the moonlight in the sudden looks ready to burst.
　　I crossed the forest empty armor
　　Slowly into their own.
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　　Overture
　　 wake jump out of a dream
　　Get rid of the suffocating vortex 
　　Rover landing zone to the green morning 
　　Things burn. He became aware of - with the lark flying 
　　Position - the dense root 
　　That many lights in the ground shake. But on the ground 
　　Green - tropical posture - standing 
　　Holding arm, listening 
　　Invisible pump rhythm. He
　　Fall in summer, fall 
　　Holes dazzling summer, fall 
　　Tremors under fire in the sun's 
　　Vascular wet green board. So stop 
　　This is a straight line through the moment, the wings open 
　　Osprey's habitat on the jet break 
　　Small Bronze Age 
　　 uneasy melody
　　  hanging over the abyss
　　The morning light, perceived grasp the world 
　　Like the sun, like a warm hand to seize the stone 
　　Rover standing under the tree. When 
　　 through the vortex of death
　　Can have a huge spread of light in his head?
　　1954
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　　Gogol
　　Jacket worn, like a flock of wolves 
　　Face, like a marble fragment 
　　Letter sitting on the heap, sitting 
　　The noise of ridicule and fault trees 
　　Oh, the heart like a sheet of paper blowing cold aisle  
　　At the moment, the sun_set_ like the fox quietly walked this land 
　　Twinkling light weeds 
　　The sky is full of hoof angle, the sky 
　　Shadow-like carriage 
　　Illuminated through the father's estate  
　　Petersburg and destruction in the same latitude 
　　(You saw from the tower) 
　　Wearing a coat that wretch 
　　The frozen streets like jellyfish drift  
　　Here, like the old days surrounded by laughter of the herd 
　　He fell into the claws of hunger 
　　But the herd had entered the zone above the tree growth  
　　 crowd shaking table
　　Look outside, the dark soul of being branded with a Galaxy 
　　Fire your coach to board it, leaving this country!
　　1954
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　　Cynical contemplation
　　Storm fly for wind turbines 
　　Milling in the darkness of the night was empty - you 
　　 insomnia due to the same rules
　　Gray nurse shark is your belly that weak light  
　　Hazy memory sank 
　　Where the stagnation into strange sculptures - you 
　　The algae get the green cane was 
　　Return into the sea when the stiffness
　　1954
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　　Morning with inlet
　　Seagulls, the sun captain, palm with his rudder 
　　Below it is water 
　　The world still sleepy, like underwater 
　　Mottled stone 
　　Can not explain the day. Days - 
　　Like an Aztec word!  
　　Music. I tied 
　　It's tapestry, holding 
　　Arm - like folk art in the 
　　Image
　　1954
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　　Melting Ice
　　The morning air burning of the letters left stamp 
　　Sparkling snow and ice, reducing the burden - one kilogram only seventy-two  
　　The sun is far away from the ice, flying in the warm and cold junction 
　　Like pushing a stroller in the wind and slowly walked  
　　The whole family out in force to see a long absence, the blue sky 
　　We are in the middle of the first chapter legend  
　　Hornets on the coat of the pollen as the sun 
　　Sunshine in the "winter" in the name of sitting on and sat down in winter blanking  
　　The snow still life paintings made me ponder log, I asked: 
　　"You want me to Childhood?" They said: "Go"  
　　Shrubs in the words whispered in the new language: 
　　"Vowel is the blue sky, consonants are black twigs, they are in the snow Talk"  
　　But the roar of the dress to wear bow jet 
　　The quiet earth to grow a hundredfold
　　1962
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　　Palace
　　We walked. The only hall 
　　Empty.  smooth floor
　　Abandoned like a skating rink 
　　The door closed.   gloomy air
　　Picture on the wall. We saw 
　　Inability crowded with images: Turtle 
　　Weights of the fish, the dumb world 
　　The image of those who struggle  
　　A statue is placed in this empty: 
　　A horse standing in the hall of the Central 
　　 empty when we were caught
　　Noticed the presence of horse  
　　Weaker than the roar of a conch 
　　 city Xuanza and voice
　　 around this empty house
　　Clamoring to find the power  
　　There are other things, the dark matter 
　　Their five senses 
　　Stopped the threshold into the quiet sand hourglass   
　　Is the walking time. We 
　　To the horse. It is a great 
　　Black as iron. Emperor disappears 
　　  embodiment of power left
　　The horse said: "I was the only 
　　I got rid of the emptiness in me ride 
　　This is my studio. I'm slowly growing 
　　I swallowed a desolate here. "
　　1962
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　　Half-completed sky
　　 cowardly interrupt their journey
　　 interrupt their journey of fear
　　Interrupt their soaring vultures
　　 of light darting out urgent
　　Even the ghost of tasting a mouthful
　　 day we draw now
　　We are the red studio Ice Age beasts
　　 all started looking around
　　We trooped into the sun
　　Everyone is half-open door 
　　Leading to a total housing
　　Expanse of the earth under our feet
　　Water flashing in the trees
　　The windows of the lake is facing the Earth
　　1962
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　　Historical
　　A 
　　Day of March, I listened to the lake 
　　Ice blue like the sky, the sun burst 
　　The sun is also a microphone under the ice was whispered 
　　Noise impact, expansion. As if someone in the distance ruffles sheets 
　　It's like history: our present. We sink, we listen
　　Second 
　　Approximation of the General Assembly as the flying island, collided ... ... 
　　Then: tremors in the compromise of a long bridge 
　　Vehicles will be traveling there, under the stars 
　　Being thrown into the void without a birth 
　　M the same anonymous, under the pale face
　　C
　　Goethe 1926, Kidd traveled disguised as Africa, saw everything 
　　Death to see what the truth 
　　 a building in the Algerian News
　　When broadcast.  building with black windows
　　Only one exception: you see Dreyfus
　　Face
　　Four 
　　Radical and reactionary living in an unhappy marriage in 
　　Each change, interdependence 
　　As their children we need to get rid of 
　　Each issue shouted in their own language 
　　Please come as police dogs as a place to explore the truth! 
　　V
　　Woods not far from the house 
　　A newspaper is full of unheard-of for a few months has been lying 
　　It's night and day in the rain in the aging 
　　Into a plant, a cabbage head, and the earth blend 
　　As you gradually become a memory
　　1966
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　　Open and close the house
　　It was designed to experience the world as a glove 
　　Rest during the day while he took off his gloves, put them on the shelves 
　　Gloves abruptly, stretch the body 
　　Filled the whole house with a dark  
　　Dark house standing in the spring 
　　"Amnesty." Whisper in the grass walk: "amnesty." 
　　A little boy was running 
　　Holds a diagonal line  invisible sky
　　His wild dream of the future 
　　Greater than the suburbs like a kite flying  
　　Infinite distance from above can see the blue carpet needles 
　　Where the clouds stood still 
　　No, the fly
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　　Bookcase
　　It is from the deceased's house got it. I put a heavy book in front - Hardcover - empty for a few days, empty. I therefore come to put the abyss. Something coming from the bottom, slowly but inexorably rising, like a large column of mercury in the mercury. You can not turn away.
　　Dark book, closed face. They are like standing on the dividing line between Friedrichstrasse Algerian people waiting for police checking passports. My passport has been a long time ago, and glass boxes together. Berlin cabinets are also inside the fog that day. There is a desperate old, with Parkinson Health Total War and the taste of the Treaty of Versailles. Taste older than this. Black, heavy books - so little to say them - they are actually a passport, thick enough to collect hundreds of years, so many stamps. Would certainly not carry the heavy luggage, in his road, before he finally ... ...
　　 
　　The old historian was there, they have to stand up and see my family. No voice, but his lips kept moving behind the glass, you will think of a old-fashioned bureaucracy (now a ghost story has been eyeing). A building, gold framed glass portrait of the deceased after the hanging, a morning inside the glass covered with Kazakh gas. Portrait start breathing together at night.
　　But the glass case is more peculiar. Look across the line too! Thin layer of flash, a house must shine light on the film Black River. You can not turn away.
　　1970
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　　1966 - Written ice ablation
　　Pentium, Pentium hypnotic ancient water roaring 
　　The river flooded the waste depot.   shining behind the mask
　　I clung to Qiaolan 
　　Bridge: Death of a big iron bird passing
　　1973
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　　Stand guard
　　I was standing on the heap in order 
　　Iron Age bodies like the noble 
　　Others remain in tents, sleeping 
　　Shu Zhancheng wheel spokes  
　　Stove dominates the tent: a large snake 
　　 hissing ball of fire in the swallowing
　　But the outside: the silent, spring night 
　　Waiting for the light to stay stone cold  
　　Here, the cold. I started 
　　Shaman-like flying, flying into her 
　　Traces of the body with bathing suit - 
　　We are in the sun, warm fur clothing  
　　I roll down the warm moment 
　　But could not stay long 
　　Whistle through the sky, will I recall 
　　I'm crawling in the rubble inside. At this point, here  
　　Tasks: one to the heart to play a serious and even funny  
　　Role - I just 
　　The world to create their own local  
　　Daybreak.  sparse tree
　　Get the color, spring flowers Shuangda 
　　Arranged in a team, quietly walking 
　　Searching for the missing night  
　　But people to the heart to. Wait 
　　I'm anxious, stubborn, confused 
　　The event will take place, they have already happened! 
　　I can feel. They are on the outside:  
　　Road card, the group of noisy people 
　　They can only pass through one after 
　　They want to enter. Why? They 
　　Side by side to enter. I am a chain winch
　　1973
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　　Citizens
　　After the accident the night I dreamed of a pockmarked face who 
　　 Life on a String in the alley
　　Dandong! 
　　Not another - not so walk  Robespierre
　　Robespierre one hour every morning toilet 
　　The rest of the time he dedicated to the people 
　　Heaven in the slogan, the machine in the moral 
　　Dandong - 
　　Or the person wearing the mask he 
　　 in walking on stilts
　　I looked up at his face: 
　　 like the moon scar stained
　　Half light, half in the dark in 
　　Pressed with a weight on his chest, bell hammer 
　　 minutes walk to
　　Pointer rotation: one, two 
　　Tiger cage sawdust distributed pungent flavor 
　　And - as always in a dream - no sun 
　　But the wall is flashing 
　　 lane stretch bent
　　Waiting room, a curved room 
　　Waiting room, where all of us ... ...
　　1978
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　　Glade
　　Lost when the forest to find a piece of open space.  
　　Clearing the forest was wrapped in self-asphyxiation. Dressed in black trunks gray stubble lichens. Tangled trees have been dried to a tree, where only a few Greenwood stroked the sun. Ground: the shadow of the shadow of breast-feeding, swamps in the growth.
　　 
　　But the open grasses of verdant, vibrant. There are many like someone deliberately placed a large stone. They must be the foundation of a house, maybe I am wrong. Who lived here? No one can answer. Their names placed in a no access to the archives (only file is always youthful immortality.) Oral tradition has disappeared, the memory followed die. Gypsies can remember, people can forget to write. Records, forgotten.
　　
　　Farmhouse ringing voice. This is the center of the world. But residents have died or are moving, the event ended the table continues. It has been abandoned for many years. Farmhouse turned into a sphinx. Finally, in addition to the cornerstone of everything gone.
　　In a sense I have been here, but now I must go. I sneaked into the bush. I only like chess in the vertical and horizontal jumping horse to move forward. Soon the forest sparse bright up. Steps to relax together. A path quietly came up to me. I went back to the traffic online.
　　Humming a song sitting on a telephone pole beetle sun. Wings close in flash shield, the delicate, like a packet parachute experts.
　　1978
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　　Black Mountain
　　And a winding road vehicle into, out of the shadow of the mountain climbing toward the sun to the top
　　We are crowded in the car. The dictator's head was wrapped in a 
　　Newspapers. A bottle passed from one mouth to another mouth 
　　Death birthmark different in vivo growth rate of our 
　　Top of the hill, chasing the blue sky and sea
　　1978
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　　Winter look
　　I tilted like a ladder, face 
　　Cherry tree into his first floor 
　　I was struck by the sun the color of the clock in 
　　I'm faster than the four magpies eliminated the bright red fruit  
　　Suddenly I was hit by a burst of cold distant 
　　Twinkling black 
　　Such as ax marks on tree trunks sit still  
　　All too late. Start jogging lose our face 
　　Down into the ancient sewers 
　　Tunnel. Where we drift for a few months 
　　Half work, half of the flight  
　　Short prayer. A cover over our heads open 
　　 dark beam spilled
　　We look up: Star through the sewer lid
　　1983
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　　Anemone
　　1983
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　　Graffiti fire
　　Gloomy days of my life light 
　　As long as you love 
　　Like fireflies light up, off, light, off 
　　- Vaguely, you can track them 
　　That winding road under the olive trees in the night  
　　Dark depression days of the soul, withered 
　　But the body straight to your 
　　 bray night moo
　　We stole the milk alleys crowded universe
　　1983
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　　Street in Shanghai
　　1
　　White butterfly park only read by many people 
　　I love snow butterflies only fly if it is the truth of the iceberg  
　　Ben woke up at dawn the crowd rather lonely planet we 
　　Park is full of people. Everyone grows eight exquisite face, to deal with various situations, to avoid all mistakes
　　Everyone has an invisible face, printed map, "secret" thing
　　When it is tired, and like the Viper astringent wine, like the fishy aftertaste than!
　　Carp swimming in the pool constantly, they slept side edge travel 
　　They are a model of faith: endless campaign
　　2
　　Noon. Filed out to the bike over 
　　Washed clothes with the gray fly winds. Please note that both sides of the maze! 
　　I was surrounded not read the text, I am a full illiterate 
　　But I pay what I owe, and what are the invoice  
　　I saved so much unrecognizable _set_ of invoices 
　　I am an old tree, covered with the leaves will not fall!  
　　Sea breeze rustling of these invoices 
　　3 
　　Step on people wake up at dawn rather lonely planet we 
　　We are all on the deck of the street, like the deck of the ferry as crowded 
　　We will be going? Cups be enough? We _set_ foot on this street because of the deck and feel happy! 
　　This is the cabin fever was born a thousand years ago  
　　Everyone here has a cross behind it flying after us, beyond us, and we combine
　　Something behind follow us, watch us, and whispered: "guess who he is!"
　　
　　We looked very happy in the sun, while the blood was flowing from a hidden wound is more than
　　1989
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　　Gold Homoptera
　　Slow missing limb lizard, that was not the foot of the stairs lizards along the doors to mobile 
　　Ningmu dignity, like a snake the Americas, but of different sizes 
　　The sky was densely overcast, but the sun broke through the clouds. Is the case during the day
　　Morning, my wife broke up the demons 
　　Dark storage room in the house as the Southern door open, light flooding back 
　　Cockroaches Jianban to Jianban to Cuanxiang corner, the wall 
　　Disappear - you see they did not seem to see - 
　　My wife naked so get rid of the demons  
　　As if they never existed 
　　But they again returned 
　　Pick the wrong nerve with that old-fashioned phone line a thousand and one paw  
　　This is July 5. Lupine stretch the body, as if they want to watch the sea 
　　We are begging the church, where there is no religious text 
　　As if the bishop refuses to forgive the face, carved in stone on the wrong name of God does not exist
　　 
　　I saw a TV preacher speak leak a lot of financial resources _set_ 
　　But now he is very weak, must rely on bodyguards, a 
　　Cut fine, tight smile, such as muzzle of young people to support 
　　 a choking cry smile
　　Abandoned by their parents of a child in a hospital bed, crying  
　　Sacred to touch someone, lit the flame 
　　And then withdraw leaving 
　　Why? 
　　Flame provoke a shadow, shadow dancing whiz 
　　And the black fire and the rising integration. Smoke spread to the Quartet, black, choking 
　　Finally, only the smoke, and finally only the pious executioners  
　　Executioner pious people to the square tilt 
　　Him in the rough surface of the mirror to see their faces  
　　Biggest zealots largest skeptics. Which he knew nothing about 
　　He is an ally of both 
　　One hundred percent exposed to the other to sell the body disappearance 
　　I most hate is the "one hundred percent," the word!  
　　Those who can only stay in their positive 
　　God's people who never go 
　　Those who have never the wrong door, and get a glimpse of "face not tell" people 
　　Farther away from their best!  
　　This is July 5. The sky was densely overcast, but the sun broke through the clouds
　　Slow down the doors to the lack of stairs lizard limb movement, Ningmu powerful, like a snake  Americas
　　Slow Lizard missing limb as if there is no official 
　　Golden Idol does not exist if Hymenoptera 
　　Lupin as if "one hundred percent" does not exist  
　　I am familiar with the depths, where the man is master of both the prisoners 
　　As Parr West
　　I often lie stiff grass 
　　I see the earth enveloped the earth dome  
　　Often, it is half of life  
　　But today, my eyes dropped 
　　I began a journey of blind 
　　Discarded his black bat, the bright sky in the summer flying
　　1989
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　　Night of the page
　　May night, I by 
　　 icy moon landing
　　Flowers dark 
　　But Fangxilvcui
　　I followed the color-blind night 
　　Pilgrimage to touch the slope 
　　White stone 
　　Transmit signals to the moon
　　Fifty-eight years a wide 
　　 minutes long
　　Time
　　My back 
　　Place away from the leaden waters 
　　 is another shore
　　And rulers
　　Those who use the future 
　　Make alternative child face portrait
　　As do children, a great shame 
　　If caught sacks head 
　　The sun shines bag eyelets 
　　Well you heard the cherry tree Yin  
　　But to no avail, then a huge shame 
　　Wrapped around your head, chest, knees 
　　 occasional activity your body
　　But not because of the spring and the joy  
　　Flash hat, let it blindfolded you face 
　　 from the inside looking out
　　Ripples in the Gulf at the silent crowd 
　　Dark green leaves to the earth
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　　Baltic Sea
　　A
　　In the era before the advent of radio antenna
　　Grandfather had just become a pilot. He recorded the lead in the calendar over the vessel -
　　Name, destination, draft
　　For example in 1884:
　　Steamboat captain of the Tigers 16-inch Hull Rowan, also Sèvres, Jinsong Strait
　　Sail Ships Ocean captain Sandy Anderson 8-inch, black Nansha, Jinsong Strait
　　Fort St. Petersburg Captain steam turbine trees 11 inches Site Dan, Fort, Sha Hong Kong
　　He led them out of the Baltic Sea, walk through the maze of strange islands and the sea
　　They met on board, was carrying the same boat
　　A few hours or a few nights
　　To what extent they are familiar with?
　　Communicate in English with a misspelled, understanding and misunderstanding, but there is little fraud
　　To what extent they are familiar with?
　　Under foggy weather: a half-speed, channel blurred. Cape strode out of the stealth of a world, in close proximity
　　Whistle every minute whining, staring at the unseen world
　　(His head is filled with that maze?)
　　Time passes by tick
　　Memorized hymn-like reefs and islands
　　"We are here" feeling was firmly Chuaizhuo, like someone
　　Do not splash a drop of water to fill the tank Chuaizhuo
　　Look into the cabin
　　Life like a combination of machine people soft bounce at work, steel acrobats floated from the kitchen smell like
　　II
　　Wind in the pines, walking, whistling, when light weight
　　This is also the Baltic Sea island of whistling, deep in the forest like in the middle of the wide sea
　　Whiz old woman hate the sound of a tree. Her face became dark when the wind blows up
　　"We have people for the sake of the ship!"
　　She heard the whistling sound of something else, like me, we are relatives
　　(Walking along the front. She was dead for three years)
　　And non-wind is whistling, misunderstanding and understanding
　　Wind whistled three healthy, a nursing home and two dead children
　　Strong convective wind blows some of the flame of life, but also blew out some flames
　　--------------------------------------- Conditions
　　The wind is whistling: Save me, Lord, the water broke into my life
　　I have a long walk, listening, arrived where all boundaries are open or vice versa
　　Everything into the boundaries of the premises. An open space of a darkness
　　From
　　Construction light emission bleak. Noise
　　A gust of wind, drought has become open to re-up of static
　　A gust of wind, whistling tell the other coast
　　Witness to war
　　Citizens have been telling those who control the place where the construction of ideological security door
　　Conversation between friends became a real test of friendship
　　When in control. That wandering eyes staring at the edge of what conversation: a dark material, stain
　　Something will break in
　　Destroy everything. Do not let go of it, look!
　　It can be compared to what? Mine?
　　But mine is too strong, almost too calm - because
　　In our story of mine are on the coast to end in joy, fear is eliminated in a timely manner
　　Such as the beacon period of history has been recorded the ship: "Autumn 1915, and everyone awake at night", etc.
　　Mines a boat to the buoy was found to secretly touch
　　It fell, float, sometimes hiding after wave, sometimes like a spy in the crowd there
　　Crew horror, tummy, mine with rifle fire. In vain. Finally, they sent out a boat
　　With a long rope tied to mine, and carefully took a lot of effort before you get it onto the specialists
　　It was later mines a huge shell and the Caribbean conch ornament on the sand between the plants
　　Sea breeze dry pine forest in the distance to walk, which rush past the graveyard of the sand
　　Tilt of the tombstone, the name of the pilot
　　This dry roar
　　From the open door, the door from closing
　　C
　　Gotland Island in the dark corner of the church, there is a sandstone baptismal font
　　The mold was covered with a mild - the twelfth century - the name mason
　　Also, like the mass graves in a row
　　Flashing teeth:
　　---------------------------- HEGWALDR
　　---------------------------- Name also. His sculpture
　　Here, leaving the tube in the other: people, out of the stone image of the
　　Good and evil in the eye pupil in the nuclear blast
　　Black Lude Si sat at the table: fried cock dancing, shouting: "Christ is born!" - Waiter was killed -
　　Boy born in the next, is the size of a string of monkey face, surrounded by the faces of helpless
　　Dragonscale the sewer filled throat
　　By seeing them echoed the footsteps of pious
　　(Memory, than to see a clear picture
　　Most clearly when the baptismal font in memory when rolling forward slowly rotating)
　　There is no safe haven. Everywhere is dangerous
　　Was, is now
　　There have only peace, no one saw the jar in the water
　　The surface Shasheng thunder jar
　　Come bit by bit quiet, perhaps in the night
　　Of course, we ignorant of
　　Or drip in your time in the hospital
　　People, animals, pattern
　　No landscape, pattern
　　Mr. B, my exile lovely travel partner
　　Lorne had just been released in Iceland, he said:
　　"I envy you. Naturally I was bored
　　The landscape of the people, made me more than memorable. "
　　Here is the view of people
　　A photo taken in 1865, stopped at the Channel steamer pier
　　Five people. A woman wearing a light-colored panniers, like bells, like flowers.
　　Men like the play the supporting role of civil
　　All handsome, indecision, and is being erased
　　They quickly landed. They were wiped
　　A species of old-fashioned steamship -
　　A long chimney, sun shade, narrow hull
　　A complete stranger ship, a UFO landing
　　Photos on other things is amazing but true:
　　Water ripple
　　The other shore -
　　My hands again, dabbling the rough rock
　　I could hear the roar of pine
　　So close. This is
　　Today
　　Very real waves
　　Now, years later. Waves coming from the deserted place
　　Rock beat
　　I walk the shore. Overtaken by events
　　You must be greedy, but with many people talking, your wall is very thin
　　Everything has a shadow thrown on the new shadow on the
　　You can hear them in the dark footsteps of mopping the floor
　　Night
　　Strategic Planetarium in rotation. Shot in the dark gaze
　　Night sky is full of numbers, they are deposited
　　A flash of cabinet
　　A furniture
　　Where there is a kind of energy, half-hour of farmland will be able to eat all the air in Somalia
　　I do not know that we are at the beginning or at the final stage
　　Conclusion is that the can not do something whimsical conclusion is
　　Conclusion is kind of pulling grass Man -
　　(See Encyclopedia of superstition:
　　-------------------------------- Man pulling grass species
　　------------------------------------ Manifestation of plant
　　Uttered when pulled to shriek
　　Instant Zaidao people. Dogs can be ... ...)
　　IV
　　From lee
　　Close-up
　　Seaweed. Kelp forest shine in the clear water, they are young.
　　I would like to emigrate there, lying in the reflection in the straight. Sink to a depth of
　　- Seagrass supports the weight of its own with the bubble, as we use the idea of carrying their own
　　Ant clam fish. Originally wanted to become a butterfly, but the success of the third, hiding in plants, but dragged up in fishing nets, gill and vulgar wart entangled network -
　　Them off his hands, the sparkling sheen of mucus
　　Rocks. Insects in the warm sun of the lichens on the fly, such as climbing, they are as anxious as the second hand. Pine trees cast shadows, walking slowly like a clock, the time in my
　　Body stood still, it has infinite time, has forgotten all languages, invented "endless" time required
　　Shelter can hear the growth of aquatic plants: underground low weak drums, some one million gas fire hissing roar, hear the grass is so even
　　At the moment: water, there is no door, the more outward
　　The more wide open borders
　　Baltic Sea is an expanse of calm and sometimes the roof
　　Well, one might naively imagined things would climb down from the roof, trying to untie the rope flag
　　Trying to rise
　　Piece of rag -
　　Surface wind mill smoke that was sun baked white, enough to become a banner for all
　　That is far from Liepaja!
　　V
　　July 30, Gulf straying from the norm - the first time jellyfish met here over the years, they emerge one by one, calm, gentle, they are
　　A shipbuilding company in the same: "Jellyfish." They drift with, such as sea burial, after the flowers, put them out the water, they will immediately lose their shape
　　, Change into a ball dead sticky block, like a can not describe the truth has been retrieved rather lonely. Yes, they can not be translated, they must stay in their own
　　The element
　　August 2. Want to express something, but the words do not agree
　　Some things can not express
　　Aphasia
　　No words, but perhaps there style ... ...
　　Sometimes you wake up at night to the nearby paper, newspaper of the iceberg
　　Some words dropped rapidly
　　(Meaning to the word light!)
　　But the morning: the same word empty, graffiti, said wrong
　　Perhaps that style of huge fragments of the night has drifted dies?
　　Music came against that man. He is a composer, to be played
　　Business, to become Dean of the School of Music
　　But did not last long, his trial by the government
　　His main complaint of students who are classified as K
　　Said he had threatened, demoted, exiled
　　Reduce the punishment after a few years, his return to work. To his honor and the trial is no longer surrounded
　　But the music still, he continued to work with their own style of writing
　　The time he became a live spectacle of Medicine
　　He do not understand the lyrics of his own composing -
　　The same way
　　That the chorus in the wrong team
　　We express our own experience
　　Seminar held on the death of several semesters, I do not know me and students to participate in the seminar
　　(Who are they?)
　　- The last one left, the silhouette
　　I stood, hand on the door, and to the Housing Qiemo
　　Wall full of life
　　(Children are not in their own house - something that I feel safe that they live in fear)
　　August 3. Outside the wet grass
　　Greetings from the Middle Ages soon shuffling walk: a snail
　　Eat only once a snail's monks exquisite pale yellow snail cultivated
　　Dragging a rickety house back - yes, Francis sent here
　　Collecting stones, burning lime, the island became their 1288, sponsored by King Magnus
　　(Common people / present will of the heaven)
　　Forest fell to the ground, the fire burning, lime into the monastery's buildings ... ...
　　---------------- Sister snail
　　Stood quietly in the grass, two to be drawn back
　　Sticking out, harassment, hesitant
　　It is much like searching for the me!
　　The wind blowing for a day care -
　　Most remote island on the number of grass has been cleared -
　　Lie quietly on the island. Flame straight matches on end
　　Painting the sea and forests darken the same time
　　Even non-story is also infected with the black shade
　　"Every summer, the last one." But against the late summer night life
　　This is just an empty phrase
　　Sewing machines frantically stitched cricket
　　Close to the Baltic Sea
　　A lone pair of faucets from the rose to stand up
　　Knights of the sculpture was shocked. Taste of water with iron
　　Six
　　Been forgotten in the history of my grandmother before: her parents died young
　　The father died first. When the widow was the disease claimed her life will be when
　　Will whine to go home with her daughter, Central households, wandering from one island to another island, "who is willing to adopt Mary!"
　　The other side of a strange house Harbour host to them. They have money
　　But the money does not mean good heart. The mask of charity rupture
　　Mary's childhood die prematurely. She was freezing cold day to doing unpaid maids. Many years
　　A long way seasick boat, the dinner table strong Muslim terrorist, facial expressions,
　　Crunched the fish sticking in your mouth: Thank you, thank you!
　　----------------- She did not look back
　　But it is seen that the "new"
　　And take hold of it
　　Out of the cage!
　　I remember her, I leaned forward to her
　　The moment of her death (transition moment) the issue of a thought
　　Away - year-old children - in half an hour before the clock struck already know what happened
　　I remember her. But another yellow photo
　　It is a stranger -
　　According to clothing and photographs taken in the middle of last century
　　About a three-year-old man: rough thick eyebrows
　　Face to my eyes
　　Whisper: "I'm here."
　　But who is "me"?
　　No one remembers. No one person
　　Pneumonia? Isolation?
　　Once
　　He evaporation in the lake behind the green that stopped the stone slope
　　Eyes were blindfolded bandage was
　　Here, the dense shrubbery behind - the oldest house on the island?
　　A heavy crude shelter of low gray wood two hundred years old ship library
　　Modern brass locks lock it all inside
　　And refused to stand up like a husband bovine Ye Ye shining on the hoop
　　Shrink the wood so much. The old wooden roof lying in disorder
　　(The original design through the years has been the rotation of the earth be destroyed)
　　It makes me think of something else ... ... I'm here ... ... let me see: that is the old Jewish cemetery in Prague
　　Here, when people live closer than that. Stone, close, close
　　So much love to be circled! Graffiti with a strange language that lichens of wood
　　Is a poor ground stone Islanders, standing and fallen stone - wooden
　　Array due to a wave, a gust threw the fate of his own people here and endless blinking
　　Translated by Li Li