Modern Poetry
The book of change you and otherwise
《易经》、你及其他
Yang Lian
Easy to make, its almost a hardship
Hexagrams Gua Gua is a sun_set_
You come, you say: I read this book the Millennium
Millennium is uncertain of the words
Bamboo has long been ground down into pieces, then the black crow
Overlooking the world's changing and consistent
Not their native land, among strangers
You do not hold the entire east cottage tall
Dusk never know how many times dying
Was carved out of stone faces
Lost in the deep night of their own internal more
A group of leprosy incomplete, but also view
Biting words and characters, the mystery of the eternal is the copper pot
Bit by bit, the time bound
Dig into the nightmare of the last shelter
Turtle shell fragments, embedded itself in the history of lost news
Australopithecus once again the topic of human occupation
And God, a great head stuffed crotch androgynous
To show the pain, or secretly look into the depths
That dark, sinister purpose of existence of all things
Hexagrams Gua Gua in addition to shaking roar
You are his exile, to follow the beast
Beyond, nothing more than to avoid the crowd like a plague to avoid
Predictions falter in the wind
Each door to hand out extortion
Read this book to all patched mouth
The moon and the sea the same blind, fall or rise
Saturated with lies, like a fish freely
Ignore the abyss of time, you start from the skin
The wound and then wrapped around with cloth wrapped around body
When suddenly discovered that the heart is a black crow
You, you wait, and has been the Millennium
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