My poetry Pilgrim

Writing poetry was my dream when I was young, due to the infection of my grandfather. My grandfather was an excellent rural intellectual in the period of the Republic of China. Therefore, after liberation, he became a landlord gloriously and received some unfair treatment from ZF. But he was very popular and had never received […]

Listen to the night’s black

The Moonlight is light, covering the pine forest outside the village. White clouds are scattered, and some strange stars are missing. Tianhe where? _Guo Moruo’s “quiet night” I always thought I was afraid of the darkness of the night. Until a few days ago, the school stopped electricity for a day. In the dark night, […]