Original Address: 01 Sea Dream / carrier Philippine Daily 4, was born on the beautiful West Sichuan Plain, now lives in Chengdu. Seventeen-year-old began to publish works of .1957 years had and Ke Lan founded in Beijing, hundreds of comments. individual works set are: collection of poems the stars >
Ai Qing has an eighty year-old, his right arm fractures, the doctor put on his steel of the humerus. in action under very difficult circumstances, he still insist on participating in twenty-three provinces and cities across the country, >
decades of ups and downs,
decades of dust.
your way, to the days left Under a string of amazing flash!
much bitterness, how much honor, sprawling valleys of your life, term heavy bitter, filled with memories of your yesterday.
Now, you numb right arm, that blood can no longer afford child care notes. So, you put your life and give life the last several flower sun, and give to the world, points to the human gaze ... ...
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to the sea
milky waves marching towards the sea depths of the sea Chaoyin Dangzhao heart.
No selfishness, no worries, just round the arms of a smile, walked forward, forward and around ... ...
to the pursuit of their own.
perhaps, the front will be mirage, as you have arranged a warm night;
perhaps, will drift to small boat, put you into a brighter future ... ...
maybe, maybe a row of big waves will You unplug the roots, carefully woven garland ideal, became submarine coldest month, life period.
However, I believe, you will die with a smile, leaving a myth to mankind, a beautiful thought ... ...
White Horse Springs
two li away from my house, there is a lot of Quantang, green green, like a jade, people call it clouds, flying in my hands ... ...
I was horrified! hand in a loose, rolled into the spring in a string of pearls, a blue scare birds fly, to an ancient legend in my heart.
I picked up a Lingyu that says I can not read the text. But, I found that childhood dream and I am down and blue black hair ... ...
< p> I jump into the water ... ...
So, I see, I stand in the water at the moment, is the real start in life.
I discovered that, I was riding on the white horse back, to pursue it Bluebird fly away. chest silver waves, is the jitter of the mane.
To Blind one
you have your world.
you the world is a blue ocean, you sail in the moonless night. Hom rough Ke of the wave, carve your life difficult. You walk in the rain leaning on bamboo sticks, like the mast of a hanging Yefeng Fan.
you have your world, your world, there are flowers, and another wonderful sight. scarf child hands stretched out to you, you will safely cross the rapids and dangerous shoals; flowery delicate young girl reaches out to you real estate broker, you will find the heart of the spring. Now, the whole society are in the hands of friendship extended to you, ah, I think you will hold you like a boundless expanse of waves and sail to reach your life's Gold Coast.
Long Hai
I walked in your slant beach. sunshine, birds, flowers, floating in the air from my life too.
I see girls around you smile, laugh thin crescent. a boy picked up the sun in water, sprinkle In the girls face, rolling over a bunch of youth on the sea of notes ... ...
I can not keep it all, just want to have a high tide of the spring night, I lie on your side, listening to the moonlight falling gently drop by drop ... ...
just now leaves your side, my daydream was burned hoping.
broken strings on the spider
last night, it is knitted on a hope in the window, both beautiful and very slim.
that there is no way the cliff, slippery and dangerous, but it is not fear, with the heart Flanagan long wire, fly in the lonely valley of the swing, trod a path to the flash section.
that night, owner of the house to sleep well, not a mosquito bite missing her sweet dreams. She dreamed of a strange flower blooming in the window: it like the fairy tale of the sun, and like a flashing pearl nets, are thrown into the deep the sea ... ...
spiders happy, is playing a morning song - make the hole (left behind to commemorate the hard work). Suddenly, a heavy thing falls on its body ... ... the hostess, Cui Xiang awakened by this sound.
spiders crawl slowly from the ground up, Flanagan long wire, a hanging in the window, a line of its desire to create a sinking heart ... ... < / p>
Perhaps, tonight, it also re-prepared for her a sweet dream.
wild naked girls
- - Cleveland Fufei Nadu U.S. oil problem, stop in your way, you freely. that the rundlet, just add a layer of beauty to your charming color, but a bolt of lightning that left a blue suspense.
you towards the house light around, you praise the brave, pseudo-Dao raspberry for you. in front of lightning, the head of a huge claws. And you have no panic, do not cower, frankly marching rocky paths, forward walking in the rain ... ... to the pursuit of your own.
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off the day
a
deep ocean, depleted your red years, several ups and downs tempered unshakable faith, the flower of youth lost in the thin evening. depression liking ebb and flow, lonely looking night Hanxing.
dream of windows open, there was a life far from shore landscape, light Bobo deal with fame and fortune, flat Ann shallow life. lost it to sink in the bottom of my heart, sections of a river flows, falling away, there is no shore. to see the landscape as before, the vast sea sunset look, the new process was difficult. lower back, the situation has passed, dreams yo.
b
Xichui night, you put the last few drops of blood, spilled into the river, lit one thousand fish lantern; you dedicate to all the wisdom of mankind, humans have an eternal light; you Finally, a coat of many colors off to the earth, the earth only one after another brilliant morning. Then you naked, in the evening slowly Xi Chen.
But, you're rich, you have a Life of life.
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