[Two-horned cattle]

In the evening

Two strangers in white shoes

Backed by rainwater

In a strange city

Talking about the village

Talking about women and firewood

Their accents are green

Such as the green head of oil wheat in March

Crazy all night

The whip of the tuyere drinks blood

Villages, lands, and the fry of the gods

Situated on a herd of buffalo

A scythe and a moon

Believers who have turned away from the land

Only farming

to be able to yearn for the sun

The great poet Homer

How is it not sinful to renounce?

How can farming be worry-free?

It is better to let the river dry up the rainy season

Leave the stranger alone

Buried in those strange cities

No more poppies

No more eyelids

What if strangers had ever seen the light of day?

(2014-03-11·Nanchong)

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