This Winter un- snow
| Multiple poems at a time |
这个冬天不下雪This Winter un- snow
这个冬天不下雪
Liu Huaming
1. Farther than the distance
What is farther than the distance?
When the gods fled the ruined paradise
When injected into an azure blue sea
Let eagle exclusive tranquility
When a poem to fly somewhere
Imagine waiting for a bunch of lightning breakdown
When a pair of shoes in a dream
Arrived at the scene early spring
I have an appointment for the leaves off
So far foreign land will be covered by drifting
Earth like a thin piece of yellow paper
Relatives in the dark, shouting my name
I do not see the road ahead
What a cold autumn letterhead sent
I can not book it through the desolate
A heavy snow buried tracks from afar
Bury the voice of grass
Buried farther than the distance
One inner loneliness and sorrow
2. Spring
Flowers not yet open
Transparent Butterfly dreams have gradually up
Partially awakened the thin moonlight through the branches
Glimpse of spring
Windward opening night is not just the light
Also gave the bird from the dark
It is long-planned junctions in the spring
Until full-fledged
Slowly waking up to all of the things
Nothing can stay
The banner of smoke shut down the doors to the sun_set_
Sky full of stars hugged cry
For that old winter
For those wandering in the snow in the dead
Rain clouds are gathering will hardly ever fall
I'm floating in their own destiny in
As a grain of dust
Waiting for the sun comfort
3 spring.
Virtual Sky
The covertly hidden in clouds, the sun spall
And running a horse neighing
Floral Ruoyouruowu
Stretch the imagination of the butterfly bend
The transmission of only one eye
The torch will be lit in the branches in spring
Illuminate the dormant dreams
I have been listening to the voice of the grass
I've been waiting for the answer to water
I have been to foster in the distance migratory birds in the poem
To peck at a beautiful spring
Do not need much explanation
From the climb up the moon roof will be silently
4. The river of time
Retrograde in the river of time
The wind that bare bones I do not put out the lights
And the lights in the restless soul beat
Nothing can stop the pace of autumn
The cry of a group of crab in the fallen leaves into the soil
A group of passerine lost in the distant dream
I'm still flying with lightning
Flew over the dark and haze
Flying over the vicissitudes of the rings
I think I'm still alive
Living in a bright legend
By the ideals, beliefs, and a poet's dedication to walk in two worlds
Is like playing two cards day and night
I can only win by clever
Past it to the moon high in the branches slowly baptism
First ray of sunlight in the future grow
Now I play guitar in the seat in the watch
Who must pass through a time
5. Does not snow this winter
No snow this winter
Only a group of flying birds
But can not find the reasons for landing
Evening light shines
Like the fate of the graffiti
Picture of where the rest of my life filled up the scenery flow
Overtly or covertly, or hi, or sad
Faded or pale yellow in the background
Inflammation of the street began to
Cactus prick in the seasonal carve deep marks on the forehead
Iljimae kept looking up and opening up and fly forgotten
No snow this winter
Blown dry north wind blowing clouds of influenza gene fragments
A carriage full of snow night and day from the Hoh Xil
Channel in the mad rush Dreams
I paced between heaven and earth
Can not be admitted to heaven
Stood only extra
Waiting for the echo of the sky SMS
Images of Nature throughout the entire first poems. We are anxious to see a wandering soul, the river at the time, the hard to find, waiting for the life of information. The inadequacies of this poem, I think, some languages can be more concise accurate. (Non-MA)
【Collections】“华河杯”2007中外华文诗歌联赛月亮
Created by: 和平岛