Cai Xiaofang "Game"

Game

Text/Cai Xiaofang

The bell of Zizhu Temple

Every time I knock, I pass through a dynasty

The wind -like, like your fingertips

Stay on my three thousand hair

After many years, I will make your promise

One -grained skewers into dewdrops

Make the common life full of rhyme

Make the silent flowers have their own sadness and joy

If you carry the moonlight, on a beautiful night

Take away my loneliness at the same time

Salt in the body

I will play with my rest of my life

Because we have gone through the way

I only know

How to continue in the morning bell and twilight drums

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Text/Cai Xiaofang

Those dreams lurking last night 呓

What time will it

Run out of a joint of my body

Stand alone with me again

The first bird sounding in the morning does not mean that it can

Cover a lot of embarrassment and anxiety

Every time I dream, my joints have an additional bird singing

The dewdrop sege between the grass and leaves, and the wind blows by a gust of wind

A humble heart is fulfilled, falling into the dust

This is good, just like some delusions and pains in the past

Has been unloaded to the world three thousand

Remove me from the fireworks on earth

About the Author:

Cai Xiaofang, a member of Jinjiang, a member of the Fujian Writers Association. He is the author of the collection of poems "Waiting for a Snow", and his works are scattered in "Poetry Selection", "Star" and "People's Daily". Many works have been awarded and selected for various choices.

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