[New Poetry Pick] Zhang Jinhu | Lone Goose, which was cut off with winged feathers (ten poems)

Full moon

Starting from the bending moon

When I read me

Mid -Autumn Festival

Mid -Autumn Festival

(one)

Mother

For a lifetime

thought

(two)

In the Mid -Autumn Festival that year, there was no money to buy moon cakes

Dad almost dragged you off

Selling the moon cake

Unfortunately, you hang too high

Dad is not enough

(three)

People who have no moon cakes eat

Fifteenth night

Do you follow him?

Mouse and cat

Mouse

Hidden, behind the wooden board of the wall cabinet

Only show your head

The small round hole that secretly stubborn

Hey: The cat who is dreaming at the bedside table

Call a call

Cat, stretched out a lazy waist

Lightly, glance at the mouse

Tao: Is it a bit wicked?

I can't see that I'm sleeping

Mouse Hehe smiles

The owner is going to get off work soon

The moon cake you stolen

Don't plan to explain to the owner?

Cat, hit a spirit

Suddenly wake up from the dream

Raise a paw and scratch the head

This……

Mouse channel: Leave a seam to the door

It is said that it is a mouse on the outside corridor

Come in stealing

The cat suddenly smiled

Stretch out a paw

Praise, 髙

However, what the cat seems to have reacted

Grab the other meat loose moon cake

Send to the back of the wall cabinet, the mouth of the mouse

Yeah, one hand in the air

Mouse quickly dragged the moon cake back into the hole

The lone geese of the winged feathers

Stunned

Like a duck, take the broken step

Measted wooden fence

I heard: the eggs of geese produced

It is nutritious than other poultry eggs

Goose meat, that is a heavenly thing

Perhaps it is to cut the beautiful one

I have no one to protest with the wing feathers

Hearing the screams of geese

Maybe this is also

I, there is no reason to be sad

Guitar

Depression, brought from the bones

A pair of night eyes

Talk to the string

Sound in autumn

Shatter

Life is just a process

She is not born

A flower face

The sound of wood and cloud

Spring water

Fall in the corner, take the broken step

dusk

Late home

Carry a hoe

Just like a tired bird

On the shaking branches

Look forward to

The nest shrouded by the twilight

zebra

Who thinks

Draw me at every intersection

Make people step on

bridge

The road to the heart is blocked

Need to bridge

Car, horses, and cows are prohibited from passing

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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