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Poems by Ding Daxiang

Shuijingwan resume

Ding daxiang

Shuijingwan resume

History can be traced back to Houyi, who can walk into the well bay of Datong World where cement blooms at sunset. The origin of Yongshan County belongs to an artificial satellite of Wumeng Naikunlun Mountain. Stone axe, flying snow, smoke-cooking ant array, shadow lightning, wind, are all debris that it fell in the fierce operation. I held my three-year-old daughter and marveled at a reed with a well as a mirror. The temple is as cold as snow.

Mi Xiang in Shuijingwan

Across the long stockade, the sound of falling snow is the smoke from Shuijing Bay in the hungry reading era. Baked potatoes with rice incense and firewood are sent regularly from bottom to top, and the local pepper beside Jinsha River is filled with the annual flavor of stewed pork feet with garlic leaves and occasional chicken soup, which enriches my skinny dream. Obviously, these cooking skills are no different from my mother's. After school, my classmates went to cook and I rummaged through drawers like a thief.

Virtual snow

A snow, which I have been virtual for a long time, landed in a physics class many years ago, covering the freckles in the book of general relativity. The heads in the classroom instantly turned into rows, and the gray snow mountain was a huge virtual snow canvas. A virtual wolf walked out of it for a deep and shallow loneliness, and soon it was filled with a real snow. It floated in from the window, intertwined with a piece of virtual snow, and drew several bloody lights. After that, a real snow disappeared in a virtual snow.

Villagers in Hongzhuang, Yinhu Street * * *

A wooden/bamboo house supported by wooden supports, with ladders extending upward.

An ancient wooden building, a cylindrical space and a cuboid with a triangle on the back firmly support the future. Like a rural mother, crawling on a steep mountain road with a belt tied to her child, her little feet naturally hang out the worn-out moon, stars and winter jasmine from her trouser legs.

Astronomical phenomena

Nine planets platter, this is a group of celestial phenomena that often haunt your night sky, and I am deeply immersed in looking up. A pot of time and an altar of wine can be the reason for my happiness. One night, providence unexpectedly collapsed, and an asteroid was struck by disorderly lightning. I didn't change my face until the whole world became my sick strain.

Adobe house

The last adobe house in Shuijing Bay was demolished, and the smoke officially retreated to the second line. The story of the moonlight left by the spider's nest is not finished ... everything is buried deep in the wall. It passes through the broken wall and the distant mountain in winter, and the spring breeze comes slowly. Swallows returned to the old position of the shrine like squatting in a row and going home with ellipsis.

/kloc-0 0 eggs

When I was a child, I dipped the other end of the bamboo stick in ink to finish writing one side of the exercise book, and then wrote the other side: My mother pieced together 10 eggs and told me to sell school supplies in the street. A classmate came on the road, and I panicked. I hid the basket in the grass and wandered in the street, and found that the eggs were gone. I was seriously making up a lie when I came home, and suddenly I came back with an empty basket full of sweat. She put a brand-new notebook and pen on me.

longquan temple

Some people burn incense and make wishes, some seek officials, some seek wealth, some propose marriage, and some seek school safety. I am a notorious schizophrenic, I forgot my village, my mother, my birthday, and just want to recover my memory as soon as possible. My mother, my birthday temple, dam, candlelight, Buddha and sparrow, I have one in the world.

lazybones

Long hair is messy and eyes are deep. Busy idle people or normal mental patients? Whether it's sunny or rainy, walking on every street in the town with a drink bottle from Shuijing Bay is watching the tall buildings rising from the ground or witnessing the scattered leaves under the neon. From teenagers to temples, whether it's wind or electricity, take a drink bottle and walk around every street in the town with Shuijingwan as the foothold, sleeping on the crack like a band-aid.

Cold konjac

Speaking of Shuijingwan, the first thing that comes to mind is the name of aunt with white fat eyes who sells cold konjac by the bridge. Who knows the name of the cold konjac she sells? Speaking of the cold konjac she sells, the first thing that comes to mind is the taste of alkaline earth. When I was a child, I had to eat a bowl every time I crossed the street. Every time I eat a bowl, there are a few greedy and lecherous ants on the floor, staring at my aunt and swallowing saliva.

Jingzhongjing

The fairy praised the terrain as a frost-covered violet flower. There are two ancient wells hidden in the well: one is Yin, the other is Yang, the other is Song, the other is Laughter, the other is Up, the other is Down, the other is Talent, the other is Thinking, and the other is Masculine. Hundreds of millions of years ago, the goddess has maintained a gentle posture after mending the sky.

In Shuijingwan Small Park

I am the only one playing with a deja vu ant in the whole small park. I walked into the pre-Qin era with a new edition of The Book of Songs, and read ink word for word. Every author's soul is a body, a thoroughly remoulded essence, and this ant brother tries to flirt. The dewdrop story on the winter jasmine is not as simple as imagined. After running around the park several times, I found that this ant organized an entire army of ants in Shuijing Bay, trying to spell out all the words word by word, when the body was removed.

Primitive desire

In less than a hundred years, the bottom of the well became a paddy field, a paddy field became Jingxin Town, and Jingxin Town became Xiluodu Town. Xiluodu town has become a XX street time. People who grab water, wash rice, wash vegetables, and wash cloth shoes and rubber shoes have long changed. Only Gu Jing and his wife stick to their original intention like a loving couple.