A self-created modern poem describing trees

A wilderness of one tree

Su Qiping

The lush spring in the wilderness is difficult to support by a single tree

Is it me? The Fat Man in the Green Group

The story of my life is all here

And the mistakes and branches of my life

Is it me? An object that is too proud

No, I became so corrupt and weak after being planted in the idiom dictionary

Is it really me? He was already in jail but he died without testifying.

Do you believe that yellow rice has sweet dreams

Stand by the stalks to wait for the dead rabbit, there is fire under the forest

But you don’t believe in my horoscope

——The thunderstorm above my head It’s your slowness

No one stays or comes

The weight of a season

Always sleep peacefully on my leaves

2014.3.5

This is what I wrote, please do not publish it because I have already published it