Talking about flames

The flame is hotter and jumps happily on the peach tree. The burning peach tree gave a more tragic howl, and the branches on the crown began to hit the ground blindly, and the small flowers on the branches fell to the ground.

Five poems about fire

Warren Wang

(A) the flame was born because of loneliness

Let the flames rise!

The tongue of fire tells its own story.

Flame comes from loneliness.

Inner flame. Beer tastes bitter.

The wind outside the window makes people feel numb.

The face in the mirror is isolated, like a shadow.

Ashes wandering in the firelight

Cold, give it up

Helpless, leave

Hey, you'd better put out the fire!

The tongue of fire has told all the stories.

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(2) Deviation from divination

The sun is either born or dies.

Will the next sun be you?

Glow, heat

The sizzling sound of barbecue.

Effectively destroyed everything.

That kind of mediocre days

Life covered with lead clouds

Gone forever!

2009-8- 15

3 burn it! Never!

Inscription: I spent almost a day reading The Second Axis Times.

I doubt that the river will flow.

Cover-up of clock change

Solidified on two critical beards

Thinking points to inner emptiness and mechanical loneliness.

Gears drive me to walk.

From east to west, from south to north

go around in circles

One day I understood what knowledge is and what truth is.

Truth is before you master it.

Learn a lot of fallacies!

Mencius said nourishing qi, Zhu said accepting righteousness.

Books are full of sunshine and dust.

Like barren land waiting for dawn (fire)!

Burn it! Never!

2009-8- 10

(4) Fire

A few times, I wandered around the lake.

A fire in the sunset

Golden leaves and children's laughter

Time goes by little by little.

ship

Pick up a lotus flower.

Buddha said pure land, I said dust.

Several times, the night sky caught fire.

The stars fall and the pool is full of ripples.

The drowsiness of life suddenly woke up again.

big fire

This pair of staring flames

This broken sunset

Be blown down by the evening breeze

big fire

How close are you to her?

How deep the injury is.

big fire

This burning flame of love!

There is no more injustice to sue.

No more hope and despair.

No more wind and rain.

Can stop this burning forest

And my heart!

(5) Fire

Now I can still use my hands.

When touching.

I know who I am.

Left it on the land

Seeds always germinate.

Flowers have blossomed and fallen.

The sun was once called a god.

Used for heating and singing.

The sun faces the bonsai and life.

Fire, fire in the dark

Pick dark flowers

Plant seeds and live.

Oh, burn it! Fuoco!

Burn it, life in bonsai!

In order to find a possibility

Looking for a fire

Burning!

Burning in the darkness of life

The earth will also burn.

Skin burns, too.

When flowers burn,

There will always be ups and downs