"New Poetry Picking" Zhang Jinhu | Childhood (19 Micro Poems)

wind

Wind, waves of surging sea

Wind, stretch the lotus heart

Wind, lift my placket

Regardless of privacy at all

childhood

In the stream, fishing

Bare 腚

Use the only fishing gear

Bamboo basket cutting pigs

Three times, five times

Only two frogs

Just out of the water

Enter the water again

Splash a bunch of water

Finally there are one, two

reward

Just play for a while

Release

Too little fish, too small

If you take home

Just looking for fighting

Because of my home

No drop of oil

Can fry the fish

cicada

Cicada

Naked

Summer Wind

how is this possible

Sit in a meditation

Milk name

Dandelion's little white umbrella

Stubborn

Blooming

Little yellow flower above

Licking the dry lips

Whisper gently

We are brothers and sisters

Little yellow flowers flipped the eyelids

Then you call my milk name

Try

Woodfish

Disposy day and night

In no mood

Even if the love is deep

Hit

Floating in the night sky

All are empty

hundred times

Dragonfly a little water

Over order the lotus heart

Tour all over the desert

camel

Puzzle

she

Undercover

The leaves sway in the wind

he

Not the person she is going to marry

Oath Mountain League

What can

woodpecker

Because of

I don't have a naked long leg

This drum

This rhythm

Just not to be famous

Chicken-monkey

Chicken eggs give people to eat

The monkey shook his shoulders and moved closer to others

At the end

still

Chicken and monkeys are less than head

Dawn's snow

Dawn's snow

Not cover up

last night

Fox's claw marks

Bright blood

Sprinkle

as if

A string of spells

clown

clown

Blood on your fingers

Lip

as if

Grand first kissed with beautiful women

Blocking

One and a half trailer

No turning corner

Want to move

A slag car is blocked behind

The connection between the body and the front

Don't be in a car

In the blind area on the right

An old man

Put a manpower tricycle

Shake back and forth

Driver wants to get off the car and diverse

Driving door

A beautiful young woman's face

Leaning up

Looking at the driver, the coal

Dirty foot

The sun is tanned hard

Temperature thirty -eight degrees

Current poem

Current poem

Go to the end

Go to the end

Shit also bloom

Turn off

Bend

Care about humans

That cloud

Did you see me

at the hilltop

I waved hard

That sand scarf

Red

bird

So cheerful

He was asking for puppet

Don't think

Respond

Your seduce

life and death

A fly

After being shot to death

A ant dragged back to the nest

Because of the heat

Tired beside the ditch

See a doctor

Full of garbage

A little nauseous

Just go to a doctor

Auscultation

Feel peaceful

Reveal

After the corruption is exposed

He wants to scold people than the poet

and

The language is rude

Ugly moon

You all the garbage

Spray on my face

Still under the provocation of the magnifying glass

Pointer

There is another mole there

This moon

More and more ugly

About the Author

Zhang Jinhu, a native of Fuping County, Shaanxi Province. It is scattered in more than five pilots/puppets in newspapers and online platforms.

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