From the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, pure friendship could be exchanged, and the purpose was to commemorate Mr. Lu Xun's "Diary of a Madman"
When the moonlight becomes moldy between the ink characters
Those braids are still dangling in the pages of the book
Caught between benevolence, justice and morality
Bloody nails
They said it was medicine
Arsenic wrapped in cinnabar
The moment it is stuffed into the throat
I see thousands of eyes
blinking on the altar table
What rises from the incense burner is not smoke
It's the unburned birthday horoscope
The tablets turn over at night
Let out the cry from half a century ago
They taught me to kowtow
Keep your knees aligned with the shadows of your ancestors
But I have to stand up
Look at how those talismans are floating in the wind
Bare fangs
It turns out that all the shrines
They are all covered with living bones
When the last suona sounds
whole village
All became silent sacrifices
"Withered Lotus", the ending of this book is inseparable from this original poem of mine.
When the stump nails the shadow into the mud
The water is covering last year's palm prints
The dragonfly has already taken away the last piece of green
Only the skeleton is left, counting the annual rings in the wind
The green umbrella that once held the moonlight
Now it's a fish tombstone
Decay is slowed growth
Lotus practicing reunion in the dark
When the ice and snow eat up the last section of stubbornness
A certain Jingzhe will poke its head out from the cracks
With the shape of old wounds
Restore half an acre of skylight
And the prostrate silence at this moment
It is written by the earth to spring
——A love letter with mud
Purpose: This book reveals the helplessness and unwillingness of ordinary people living in a dark society
