Daily good poems ｜ Do you hear my liver and intestine break

Have you heard my liver and intestine break

Text/Ye Xiaosong

Read the house number in your hand

Such as the memory in your hand

Yin Dianyuan in numbers gradually disappears

God in the dream is faintly visible

That's faintly visible

The frogs in the field, but the passion of young

That graceful passion!

It's not a whisper that people moaning at night

Maybe it was God's commandment

Write the miracles in the rain

She said, did you hear my liver and intestines

Did you hear I love you

I love you, not the riverside flooding

It's an oath, I followed my life

A generation. Intersection

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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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