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A Song of a Little Sparrow

Only a step away, I would catch you.
But I gave up.
I gave up because
An old sparrow I saw.

Under the roof, my son stood in the shadow.
Got it? Son asked.
All of a sudden, I wanted to cry.
Little sparrow, it was for you.
You were afraid, trembling.
You wings were so tender, even too tender to fly

Let us go then, go, my son.
I would buy you a toy tank, a tank.
I could not explain my feelings to you
Or the hostility of the old sparrow.

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Back from the Bookstore

With Meditations In Spring tucked in arms, alone
But as if in company, on the street I walked along
I liked the half-priced book, but not
This discounted life. Every day I'm
Busy, for nothing;
Bored, with everything.
Life is as dull as the pure water
Already ordered, the so-called pay
Is just a small amount
Barely enough for a drink, with friends I go to
The karaoke, knowing there are a whole lot of people
Who live like me, just like now,
In an office far away, you stand up from the desk,
And happen to see a broken kite
Limply hung on the electricity line...the feelings
It brings to you, may just be
Mine. We live in our own world
All alone, as if accompanied by Philip Larkin
Or lots of others, and
Step forward ALONE.

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A Shovel-like Coin

Thou died, then, was reborn.
Through a patch of sunlight in Luoyang
I looked and saw the rays from heart����
Not the Roentgen rays but amazement
You shaped like a shovel, related
To earth. Your metaphysical entity
Melted into transaction, and
Floating over politics, is that
Civilization symbolized, or
Degeneration of man? It's hard to tell.
Buried in the yellow soil,
Was the Six-horse Royal Cart, what the sight of horse bones
Backs up, perhaps, is only
An ancient capital

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