Daily good poems ｜ August of August is a bit sweet

The moonlight in August is a bit sweet

Text/Ye Xiaosong

Just last night, I have a little false thought

I want to put myself quietly into the moonlight at night

Missing everything

I endure sadness and cried secretly

Three days and nights.

Then, then, then

Now, August is here

I come to you along the ripples of the river water

I want to get rid of this world

Slowly turns into dust. Intersection

The dusty dust!

The bright moon hanging in the sky

Pain is extremely painful, moss on the bones

Quietly look at my heart

It's like looking at a strange city when I was young

Such a large city, birds and flowers everywhere

The city without walls, the river is clear

Pressing a egg stone

A piece of fossils with complete patterns

Don't talk, just listen gently

enough. Because the moonlight in August is a bit

sweet……

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Ye Xiaosong, who reads the natal crown of sleeping poetry, was born in 1964, corporate workers, net names, Purmens (Firebur) poetry writing enthusiasts. Some poems are included in "Spring Blossoms of Reading Sleeping Poems" and "Cao Long Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems". The language of poetry is unique, the poetic is agile, and is good at digging out the poetic soil from the silhouette of life, and the castle that builds poetry. Poetry has its own unique meaning and special, and has a certain degree of recognition.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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