给每个愿在诗中光合作用的灵魂。     
 ◎ Facing This Pool of Clear Water by Wang Yueqiang Facing this pool of clear water, I gradually soften down And become less sharp, in my body With clear mind The mountains are beginning to shine, and the clear sky in memory is not white paper It is painted with a bright sun Birds are singing in the empty valley Like golden light passing through the pubic bone of flowers I have a secret love At this moment, it's inconvenient to say  
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