On the old bridge to Holderlin

- visit the University of Heidelberg

You stand on the bridge and look home

How young the bridge is still

Listen to the wind over the Neckar river

Blowing these lonely lines of poetry

But my hometown

Whether you go out or come back

The eyes are always affectionate

The light of mother's love

Farewell the call of the gods

You go back on foot

The land of hardworking and poetically inhabited

Careful Tears flooded the ocean

The poet, I met and left in a hurry

Immediately back to the most beautiful East

Although the plane is different from the hiking

As long as it faces my hometown

Deep heart

A lot of you are the same as you 

At  ease

If a big country is treated with oil and salt

A family can also be a strategic  plan

A plain pine tree

A deep valley orchid

An earthquake is never said to come

Inhabit is often infrequent

The heart is too heavy to settle down

In the empty place, the capital of the Dao is diffused

Time holding bank

Deep soul in batches

Life will be pledged by chattel

No pause

A two wing bird, or a fish

To the high level of water

Slow down

Ease down 

An elegy for 1970s

More than thirty years later

This generation is old

How much moonlight remains in the sky

Truth buries truth

Pseudo phase reduction pseudo phase

The blood gradually cooled down

Osteoporosis is more hurt than weakness

Desire is large data across the sea

The demise of the boundary between man and thing

Small dust in the world

Bewilderment in the desert mountains and rivers

The sun shines again for a hundred years

The stars will be left alone

Only the earth is sticking to it

The soil is desolate 

Bury

Use the eulogy, the documentary, and the repetition

Use language to hide and memory breakage

Using the most single logic

The joy, the vengeance, the suffering and the hero

Burying together

Reminiscence to build a road in a soft soil

It is more difficult to resist settlement than to prevent depravity

Drilling the bones and limestone

Penetrating the truth, goodness and beauty

The old time keeps hard

Diamond bit cracking

The great humility is not the same.

Usually fold yourself down and put it down

To be lifted up by others

The best of all people

Full of expectations

Ashes of the history of the Qing Dynasty to the lungs

The wild fire and the spring wind live and die

High mountain high pressure earth compactness

A hundred years of undead weeds

Come out of the seam 

Autumn wind purple

The autumn wind in the dusk

She was a thin, long, white hair.

The autumn water is rippling in the mirror

I look at the trivial life in the deep pupil

A low head light and strong bending eyebrow

The puzzle of life is so complicated to especially simple 

Love hate and real return

There are no two answers exactly the same

Can only assume a reunion

Make all unknowns beautiful

The beauty is the heart of the heart, A black horse riding a tight time

A gallop is better than a piece of lightning

The sunset and the rays of the light

All good thoughts are bright and limpid

Warm and warm before the dark

Fall in the autumn wind and purple 

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Qiao Feng, is born in Guangxi in 1973 and lives in Beijing. Member of Chinese poetry society, member of Guangxi Writers Association.Image representative of The Long March of Chinese Poetry. More than 20 years of insisting on writing metrical poetry and new poetry, he has always believed in poetry and human life. To respect the Chinese character in awe of the mother tongue, to advocate the poetry of the heart of the world, to understand the nature of life, The works are published in the "stars" and "poetry monthly"and“Petrel”, the collection of "autumn train", "life and death" and so on.

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