Loneliness is Not Lyrical in the Fleeting Years
by Guo Benlong
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Sister, tonight I am in Delingha, the night is shrouded\u002F Sister, tonight I only have the Gobi\u002F At the end of the grassland, my hands are empty\u002F When I am sad, I cannot hold a teardrop\u002F Sister, tonight I am in Delingha\u002F This is A desolate city in the rain\u002F...\U002F Tonight the highland barley belongs only to herself\u002F Everything is growing\u002F Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi, empty space\u002F Sister, tonight I don't care about humans, I only want you. The above is excerpted from Haizi's poem "Diary". I would like to dedicate this paragraph to my eldest sister. Sister, I don't care about human beings tonight, I miss you in distant Shenzhen. From morning to night, the sky in my hometown has a gloomy face like a rich woman, and she seems to be holding back her urine. By dusk I couldn't hold it in any longer - it was snowing. Sister, I'm sorry for you. You are a laid-off worker from Wuxi Cotton Textile Factory.
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