散文诗_经典（_ classic prose poem）.doc

散文诗_经典（_ classic prose poem） The wind feixie dance Yingxue winter Author: if the dream - When the wind shakes the snow, the leaves flow, and the clouds melt. The density of shallow leaf context, fly down is a poem, a song dance. -. Light dance, copious and fluent The wind is holding your hand gently Come along White robe, exquisite walking Dance slowly, like a lost landscape Count, one, two, three... In countless silent night watch Watch The wind died, leaves fall Autumn comes, winter comes A frosted flower blooming quietly Standing in the world to fly up Listen to the sounds of the wind, dance snow falls Watch the stars and the moon Appreciate the vague and general This fairy tale world Winter is the messenger of spring Winter is a new beginning Winter is Days Inn Snow is a poem Listen, she is dancing in the air. Crooning... Standing in the snow Staring at the snow all over the sky, See the glittering and translucent of each other With a love that flows without time My love, silly Thousand flowers Your dancing little point Wet whose eyes? No who miss Four seasons are like song, life is like poetry Snow such as dust, dust flying Who carved the name in? A pure ruler above With a thin pen dipped in the wind dance music. Sing a warm glass of snow Poetic language cold winter the last minutes of a night Author: Mr, Yuan hits: 871 Chinese magnoliavine published: 2010-12-27 columns: Prose Poem - The mirrors haggard, Konggui last night alone. You do not know the Qing heart ash, only the residual candle silently accompany. Tell me not how many tears I have. The pipa song sad, stop to residual night drunk. My empty sigh: Hey, nobody. The window que month, out of the corner of my party shall not call back the soul of a few birds. Lingering ambiguous, misty pure, cold light comfort. The king has gone away, waiting outside the grave, and the grave goes hand in hand. Flowers solitary tears, flowers also fall, face dead tired. Remnant bridge, broken snow, unmanned view, this situa