Poetry ｜ Gou Yongju: Everything in the world is praised (group poems)

Text/Gou Yongju

Sky and Sea

Love deeply

It's like the dark blue sky lives with water full of water

A butterfly passes through summer

Love bubble

It's the eyes of the sea

The distance between the sky and the sea

Ascend the condensation of 100,000 water

It is here in May

No one knows the sadness and joy of the world

That blue roll is in a leaf

We can't see anything

All blue flying up the wings of the branches

No more than something happening on the ground

More longer. Geology and sea dependence

That sea is the sea of ​​hundreds of millions of years

That blue is also a hundred million years of blue

A wave of waves jumped into the flying of thought

Only the separation of love

Only the seawater is so deep

The blue expressed by a drop of water

It is consistent with the sky in May

Jujube tree

Need a autumn wind

In order to take the dates of the courtyard dam

Fall from a high place

Everything is silent in the countryside

Together with the rubble is also silent

The silent grass is raised and the door is raised

After the autumn wind, even the bamboo leaves were swept away

The tyrannical knife frame is in time and space

Those pleasing dogs

Singing chicken and duck, 的 goat

All running without a trace

At this moment, what I see

Only thin trees, in the autumn wind

Tremble alone

Tung flower

How long has a tree blooming

It's like a cup of tea, how long have you waited for

A little back, the stronger in the annual wheel

The rural areas that are cold, cold, lonely

Only Tonghua hugs his hometown tighter and tighter

Tonghua in April

Open a large area on the ridge

As if a pink plate buckle

The agility and elegance on that jumping tree

Like a butterfly who wants to fly on the cheongsam

Calm, atmospheric, magnificent

A blooming tree

In the mountains and cliffs, open it without hesitation

Hometown and Tonghua, achieve each other

Falling flower

Those light and soft petals

In the gap in the rain, the puppet falls

In your eyes, I

Read your past and present. Book Roll 蒹葭

You have a cool beauty

Look at each other, stop the station

Flowing

Gallpie grassland, those green lives

Gathering, transforming, expanding

Sky, clouds, rain

Same flowers, freely transform in space

They stretch the night again

thunderstorm

The flowers outside the window are in a rainy night

The flames accumulated by Lightning, the grass and trees are being pulled out

The speed of light is wide in dawn

The footsteps of spring are getting more and more urgent

Rain is a balancer

The lush plant is enough to control

Water and splash buckle, booming

The secret of a flower is constantly expanding

The wind is wet, and the air is wet

Rosy powder feathers, gradually open

One spring is worth waiting for

Just like this rain, I never lost my appointment

Qingning's grassland

Water is the soul on the Qingning grassland

There is a sweet air from the grassland for this

Each meadow is overflowing with flowers.

At this moment, she also recognized it at a glance

Those grass with dewdrops, full of affection

Those houses are still the same as before

It's just that little girl who has been grazing

Has already a wife, a mother

Fortunately, her heartbeat in a foreign country

Always close to Qingning's grassland

breathe

The world is getting smaller

I can only hear my breathing

The rivers are getting wider and wider

There are signs of water where they flow

I want to retreat to the shore

Live into a flower

I want to push away the waves

Silence of living into a fish

There is a memory that can deepen with the night

Insomnia needs to supplement vitamin

The grass on the shore exudes the breath of soil

I am worried that my hometown will leave me one day

These, I often suffer from insomnia

Just like the rain tonight

Stretch, constantly omitted

cuckoo

Crediting corn is what the cloth bird should do

Things on the earth are lush

The glittering Qinghe is booming

Plants are mature

The more gorgeous in summer, the light is like a fairy

Eyes are bright, insight into the world

The cloth bird praises its beard

It's like praising your gorgeous feathers

The farmers only praise its fullness

Xiao Man praised the rain. Everything in the world

Both are praised by heaven

corn

High corn rod

Not only the grass can be covered up

The sweetness of corn kernels is poured by the mother with sweat

My mother often sprinkle with a smile in the sun

The corn all over the slope has grown a beard

The wind is full of corn full of branches

They all urged the old man one by one

The season of life has gone half a lifetime, the monument of time

Carved at the village entrance of his hometown

The corn is hung with light and is chasing after the sun

Mother

I am more and more like my mother

Learn her to grow vegetables and raise flowers well

Fix the wrinkles of each piece of clothes

Make rice soft and delicious

Milk water, well water lives in my body

My mother also lives in my body

Numerous dream scenes

I lie on my mother's arms

Mashu bean bean seeds, dry in the hot dam

The mother's calligraphy's hand is also hot

Mother's work with a lifetime

Keep the needle on the needle, sewn life

I have witnessed my mother since I was a child

Early, greedy black, farming

Witness Mother

From black hair to white hair life

My mother cares about me than herself

She cares for my tinnitus. child. Family

My mother and I are alive in the dust

A deep affection, glory

【About the Author】

Gou Yongju, the name of the net name, is from Dazhou, Sichuan. He is currently living in Chengdu and Dazhou.Members of the Sichuan Dawagawa District Writers Association, some works were published in Dazhou Daily, Dazhou Evening News, "Sichuan Literature", "Dalba Mountain Poetry", "Charming Kaijiang" and "Yangtze River Poetry".He has won the first prize of the "Ink and Ink Dazhou" essay contest hosted by the Dazhou Tourism Bureau.[If you have news clues, please report to us.Report WeChat Follow: IHXDSB, Report QQ: 3386405712]

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