Night Street Poem
Flowing shine river by the wind, my poem to my reader. 河水,浮光若金,我的诗致我的读者。
Thursday, August 15, 2013
再也没有一个我 No More Than Me
夜空含着的泪
在白昼碎成了黄金
再也没有一个我
变成了云
镜子是空白的梦
梦是风的堆砌
传奇只用了一颗星
诗按在砧板
剁成满目的疮痍
树枝向往大地
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