No. 152 Third-line Micro-poetry Club Red Candle Red Candle/Li Hua I made a promise the moment you polished me with your heart. I will wait for you with my body, blood and tears until it burns out and runs dry. Red candle/a wisp of cloud ignites a small flame in the vast world, guiding the direction and spreading bright red candle/Su Xiaoli red candle is warm and pink and white. Dedicated to great ambitions all his life, jade liquid condenses all generations of chardonnay. Red candle text/Zhai Hucai (Xuchang, Henan) from teaching to hard work in the second year, the flowers are full of fresh peaches and plums. At night, I dreamed of going back to school and turning into a red candle to shine on the pulpit. Miss Red Candle Wen/Shao Chunhong Candle Gao Xuan is my respected mother, who taught me to be a man and knowledge. Wild goose in the clouds, a fiery heart is jumping in the dark, and blood and tears tell the lifelong wish of Hong Zhuwen/Ding Zhipeng (Qufu, Shandong). Burning yourself silently only to light up the children's minds/Wang Shi's ten-year cold window respects the teacher and respects the road. Three-foot platform to raise peaches, plums, wax, red powder and fly to write red candle writing in the Spring and Autumn Period/Wang Pingjun (Wang Pingjun, Xuchang, Henan) red candle shines on the bride's tears in her new home. She took off her wedding dress. From then on, she was no longer a girl. Red Candle Text/Bao Ping Li Shenglai is willing to turn his life into nothing and send his life to the happiness of the world. Red candle/rain ink In order to penetrate the thick night, the Martian drill bit was worn into tearful ashes. Red candle/Dong (Tu nationality) candle photo: the black hole of the soul, or the dead corner, makes the humble and insignificant smile like an autumn chrysanthemum, and makes all noble words pave the civilized The Way (editor-in-chief)