Lushui Poetry Journal‖ New Poetry Highland Works Exhibition

New Poetry Highland

Authors of this issue: Luo Zhanyan? Wang Xianghua? Li Guangjing? Fu Lipingtian Fuchun? Fan Jianhua ? Mao Wenwen? Wenqu Yang Xiaohong? Morning leaves

Taotie pattern

Luo Zhanyan (Tianjin)

At first, I just thought it looked good

I couldn’t It has nothing to do with its origin. It is engraved on

the incense burner I often use to appreciate it.

I regard it as a protector and look at it with anger.

It actually shows through. Show unique spirituality in the living room

Start with a stick of incense

Get closer to my life

Once, when I wiped its texture, suddenly I feel

I have the same temperament

Fairness, double eyelids and stubborn temper

The difference is that we

Born in two eras, I retain suspense about its life experience

and my emotions

When it fluctuates, I wake up or turn around in its weird expression

About the author: Luo Zhanyan, pen name Yu Yan, is a member of the Tianjin Writers Association and a member of the Chinese Poetry Society. His works are scattered in many newspapers and periodicals such as "Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Selections", "Poetry Monthly", "Poetry Trends", "Poetry", "Chinese Poets", "Tianjin Literature", "Writers' World", "Liaohe River", "Yalu River", "Qinghai Lake", etc. Magazine.

Edges and corners

Wang Xianghua (Shandong)

Put it away and it will be smoothed by life after middle age

Hidden in the heart, only Stick to it

Justice and hardness correspond to its good and evil sides, sometimes like arrows

In the darkness, it shoots at many times

Things that may hinder the emergence of dawn A dark cloud

This is not why it

stops growing again

It is sometimes soft, curved, turned inward

It stings oneself, or serves as a warning

Treat all unequal things as normal

- and over the years, I have reflected many times

Self-realization has become a habit

Become the other side of you, transform into wings flying across the sea

About the author: Wang Xianghua, pen name Qingxin Ruyun, a member of Shandong Writers Association. Poems have been published in more than 300 publications at home and abroad, including "Poetry Magazine", "Poem Selections", "Stars", "Yangtze River Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Monthly", "Poetry Trend", "Poetry", "Green Wind" and "Chinese Poetry". He won the National Top Ten Emerging Poets Award at the 7th Chinese Poetry Spring Festival Gala and published two collections of personal poems. President of the poetry club "New Poetry Highland".

The Man by the Well

Li Guangjing (Chongqing)

The wind in September is so wide that it looks like two imaginary doors wide open

A few chairs for home use

The reliable signal is also wide

At this moment, the Mid-Autumn Festival is hanging on the calendar

Trying to name a village

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It is located on the tolerant background of the entire wall

And the relationship between my hometown and us

I was reluctant to use it anymore, after fetching water from the well

< p> Splash out some moss to feed the edge of the well, metaphor

I am not a person

who has a round well where you can sit and look up at the patio

Author Introduction: Li Guangjing, whose pen name is Nan Muzi, is from Chongqing. Executive editor of "New Poetry Highland". Some poems have been published in newspapers and online media such as "Young Writers", "Yalu River", "Campus Literature", "Qinghai Lake", "Chinese Literature Garden", "Yingkou Daily", "Nanhu Evening News" and so on.

Mother's Mirror

Fu Liping (Yunnan)

When I lowered my head, I saw my long pendant earrings

and The clouds hang together

and turn into fine ripples

The water in Lingling Lake is full:

After three consecutive rains, it is crystal clear again< /p>

The image should penetrate all things. Like youth

coming back

More importantly: mother tried her best to use it to create

more colors

around her Plant tomatoes, potatoes, and eggplants in the ground

Trekking day and night. Use the light it emits

and live by it

About the author: Fu Liping, Yi nationality, pen name Yun Mudie. People from Honghe, Yunnan. His works are scattered in "Poetry Magazine", "Poem Selections", "People's Daily", "Poetry Monthly", "Liaohe River", "Qinghai Lake", "Yalu River", "Writers' World", etc. Editor-in-chief of "New Poetry Highland" magazine.

The afternoon sun

Tian Fuchun (Hebei)

The afternoon sun

Set off a heat wave that overturned the city

The wind has become warmer

Crickets hide in the corner and chirp

Stray dogs stick out their tongues very long

In the office building, people are arguing

The temperature of the air conditioner cannot be lower than 26 degrees

Under the shade of greenery, skirts cannot be any shorter

Cattail fans cannot be longer

Leisurely People are waiting for the wind to come

Cursing climate warming

A building is about to be completed

The high hanging basket is steaming with heat Staggering inside

Migrant workers glanced at the green shade planted by their own hands

Licking their chapped lips

Wiping away a handful of sweat

< p> Start painting the green curtain wall of the high-rise building

About the author: Tian Fuchun, whose pen name is Eternal Heart, is from Qianxi County, Hebei Province. He is a member of the Prose Society of Hebei Province and Tangshan Writers Association, and the executive editor of "New Poetry Highland". Prose, poetry, novels, etc. are distributed in dozens of newspapers and periodicals such as "Contemporary People", "Prose Style", "Huaxi", "Selected Poems", "Liaohe", "Qinghai Lake", "Yalu River" and so on. Some poems have been selected into annual poetry magazines such as Wildfire Poetry Magazine and White Peacock Poetry Magazine.

Old Scenery

Fan Jianhua (Anhui)

When I walked here, my thoughts condensed in the wind

A distant call came from Shout out from the depths of the years

The steps are just right and fall into the imprints of the bluestone

The temperature of the past has not dissipated

Horse Head Wall Looking again and again

People who ran away from the yellowing story and then returned

The memories of returning are fixed by some old things

Ploughshares, windmills, coir raincoats, mother's Lamp

Reclining in an old time

A topic that has been anchored for a long time

Throw it into the pool, float up and sink again

Fading the sunset, passing through the years and the vicissitudes of life

Sitting on a pile of old memories

About the author: Fan Jianhua, a native of Huangshan, Anhui. His works are scattered in publications and poetry anthologies such as "Selected Poetry", "Poetry Monthly", "Poetry Exploration", "Chinese Poets", "Yalu River", "Liaohe River", "Qinghai Lake", "Runliu", etc. He is currently the vice president of "New Poetry Highland". < /p>

A road is widened and built and no longer bumpy

And the bumpy river brings the joy of early summer

It clears the voice of the ferry. The village is not far away

It’s only a journey of love

The passing water is so lonely, drink a sun sowing among the crops that are rushing to grow under the embankment

The ancient ferry at the head of the village gave a look

A certain heartbeat, illuminated by the water

The embankment does not need to face a period of separation

< p> The dust of time is beautiful and forbearing

When cars are running and ships are lapping the shore

The ancient road flowing from the north to the south is westerly wind

The distant mountains are blown away by the westerly wind. The sound of horse hooves

The embankment is green, the villages and people passing by on the river

The noisy inner dreams of the good years

In the name of pride, chasing the embankment thousands of miles

About the author: Mao Wenwen, male, Han nationality. After middle age, he fell in love with poetry, and his essays were scattered in newspapers and periodicals such as Yangtze River Poetry Magazine, Poetry Monthly, Poetry Trend, Poetry Forest, and Shandong Literature.

The old man in the isolated village

Asking the Qu (Jiangsu)

Before dawn

Working in the fields

< p> The rice has already headed

He is still cautiously

pulling out the tares competing for nutrients

Just after the New Year, the primary school at the east end of the village

Merged into the town

The village suddenly stalled on the high-speed train

All the roar, passion and speed

stopped on the track

When the night comes, there are lights in three or two places

Shivering in the darkness

Whenever I see the solitary bird-like smoke from the cooking stove

Floating from the east of the village When he arrived at the west of the village, he hugged the poplar tree that he planted with his own hands

when he was a child

lit a cigarette and ran to the fields

With those mounds covered with weeds

Telling the full story of time

About the author: Wen Qu, whose original name is Qu Shentao, is from Feng County, Jiangsu Province. Chief editor of calligraphy and art of Huazhong Literature, chief editor of calligraphy and art of Ci Fujie, and vice president of Yunnan Branch of China Poetry Newspaper. Some poems and articles have been published in "Today's Writers", "Contemporary Writers", "Modern and Ancient Legends", "Bohai Wind", "Qilu Literature", "Chinese Literature", "Pengcheng Evening News", "Poetry News", etc. Poetry: Writing poetry is a kind of happiness that makes people cry.

An isolated island

Yang Xiaohong (Jiangsu)

Surrounded by water and surrounded by water

Set up a vertical beam between the sky and water

The radius that holds up the sky. Also for

tenderness to plant the strength in the bones

Look at the sun, stars and moon every day

Look forward to the tired boat and the injured bird

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Inhabit my green space, woods, and harbor

Come on, in fact, you only need the courage to take a deep breath

Between us, there is nothing more than this

A drop of water, distance

About the author: Yang Xiaohong, a native of Lishui District, Nanjing City, and a member of the Jiangsu Provincial Writers Association. His works can be seen in newspapers and magazines such as "Stars", "Yangtze River Poetry Magazine", "Youth", "Qinghai Lake", "Liaohe River", "Prose Poetry World", "Jinshan", "Writer's World", "Yangtze Evening News", etc. He is the author of the poetry collection "The Season Kissed by the Wind" and has won many awards for novels and poems.

A pair of old shoes

Chenye (Sichuan)

A pair of old shoes placed at the foot of the wall with the head facing upward

It thought it had finally been found I walked the smoothest road

But my shoelaces tied me

These shoes were like two boats

They lost their sails and oars

They seemed empty and difficult to walk

Mother said the shoes were too old and should be thrown away

Father said they were worn when doing farm work

Let It also tastes like gnawing grain

Looking at these old shoes again, they look more and more like

two drops of withered tears

About the author: Chen Ye, His original name is Chen Ye. He is a member of the Chinese Prose Poetry Society, the Sichuan Poetry Society, the Sichuan Prose Society, and the Chengdu Writers Association. His poems, essays and prose poems are scattered in "Selected Prose", "Poetry", "Stars", "Chinese Poetry", "Young Writers", "People's Liberation Army Daily", "Excalibur", "China Rural", "Sichuan Daily" and "Yangtze River Poetry" and other newspapers and periodicals, and has won many national, provincial and municipal awards. Published poetry collection "Folding Love" and so on. The author currently works at the Integrated Media Center of Dujiangyan City, Sichuan Province.