(90) Two poems

Don't (April 2004)

quietly

I'm leaving

Never again

I don't need you to write me down

I just want you to forget me

I didn't leave anything behind

There is only one piece

blank

See Xiao Lao again (April 2004)

After a few years of happy encounters, it is important to step on the spring breeze in a middle school.

He spoke generously and said that he was patriotic, courteous and civilized.

He is still strong in his old age, and he has been plowing for a long time.

The fertile fields are green, and the sunset is red at night.