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相同的風景,看在不同的眼裏卻各不相同. -- 女兒何靜
一輪橙紅的斜陽蘸著瘦瘦的晚唐遺風，余晖觸動了心底最柔軟的那片高粱地，老樟樹難得的憩息
邂逅深藏心中那道消失的田埂，凝望著昨日遺失的風景，爲那個衰老慈愛的背影動情
風知道曾經的農人逐漸遠去，我已讀不懂纖細枝腰水稻的表白，炊煙浸泡過的農耕古韻
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Reallywant to catch the sunset — miniature Prose poetry The author /HeQiang The same scenery, watching is differentin different eyes. — daughterHeJing
Anorange setting sun dipped in thin late Tang legacy, twilight touched the heartsof most soft patch of sorghum, the old camphor rare rest
Deepin the hearts of the encounter that road disappearing ridge, staring yesterdaylost landscape, back to the aging loving emotion
Farmerswho once knew the wind behind us, I have not read the slim waist rice sticksconfession, smoke-soaked ancient farming
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