[Poetry] Our ‖ Ou Minery that year

At that day we

Ominoli

The sound of the wind is getting dry and the cicada begins

Blue fog trees floating three seasons for three seasons

Finally on the eve of the way to say goodbye

Time asked, where do I want to go back?

I go back to the most chaotic complement day

Follow the three -leaf fan high -speed rotation and shake

The sky isolates the sky

Draw a clear and nothing blueprint

Hidden in my heart uneasily

I hold the diary in the hands of many people

Repeated youth that is passing

Retrieve the distorted laughter in the filmmaker

"The sunset fell to the Jialing River

Cover outside the iron gate

I was fortunate to be seen by me "

Pink scorching sun oil paint through the glass wall

Surprise evening

Maybe that year may be forgotten today?

A few photos of a photo

Enough for us to meet again

There is always a parting in this early summer

We will eventually meet

Pick up the story under the tree

Youth in the setting sun

Source: Sichuan Provincial Local House Work Office

Author: Ou Minli (Chinese Language and Literature at the Department of Literature and Art of Yibin College 2021 Class 3)

Picture: Fang Zhi Sichuan

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