[China]Touwen Wu
Self-portrait
Now it is at night
And my heart is filled with the darkness
The wine cup drawn an arc
Which fictions my reality
A snow is drifting profusely and disorderly
I just feel it, but have no experience about it
[JiLin] Liu Dianrong
I am sitting on the clouds
Alone
Sitting on the clouds
I foolishly
Think of the ups and downs of the far away ridge
Think of the ebb and flow of the nearby river bed
Think the grass is hanging with crystal tears or not
Think the flowers are in their graceful clothes or not