Poems describing railways

The winding Xia Ying line.

A lot of ideas

From the other side of the sea

fly past

But it didn't fall ...

Trajectory arc

Pull out from the weight of the warhead

In the sky of 1956

Stretch for a few months

Then land on the ground.

Some hang in the canyon.

-Beat around the bush

Some are built on the edge of cliffs.

-The road turns to the top of the mountain. ...

People gave it a nice name.

-Xia Ying Line

So, we have been marching on this road until now.

It seems to be wary of being in a bunker at war.

-Be careful to squeeze through the wall that blocks your view.

Hundreds of meters away

Must be careful. ...

Daheshan qingsi

The farthest memory textbook along the railway.

I saw Daheshan Station.

Strange scenery

There was an imaginary volcanic eruption.

The surrounding mountains.

Like lava rushing through the years.

Put a hundred meters station.

Solidify into a permanent swan song

The most is the true face of the mountain peak.

The station will turn apricot yellow into wild lily.

Like a young girl.

Tenderness became a fairy tale.

Beauty becomes meditation. ...

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the tunnel.

Whistling into a wisp of dyed cloud

The signal flag waved a line of male poems.

Pass by the station

Instantly collected by another cave ...

Time bar daheshan station

Flowing into an old nostalgia.

Flowing into a poem full of pure feelings

Memories of my seclusion

Bright and bright!

The train was diverted.

Leaving a silent and tragic gallop, a section of the road has become a fossil.

Dust-laden sleepers, such as animal bones.

Show a narrative of a southern mountainous area that has weathered into some words.

What about those whistles that brushed the sky?

What about the wheels that shake the earth?

What about the once brilliant concerto? They are all like dreams of rocks.

And the chirping of sunbirds

The precipitation of history and the tranquility in the poet's singing.

The train diverted to unload a glory.

Railways always live for speed and live for faster time.

And leave room for moonlight and grass.

And the eternal time in lovers' lingering. ...

The train changed course, clanking and singing wildly.

Just in time.

Chasing hide and seek ...