英雄红
你生性耿直而温顺,
不堪折腰。
在这沉默的冬季,
路过的人,无视于你,
傲然的身躯,
从此,以荆棘,
冷对命运。
早春宿命的那天,
一把火,在肩上燃起,
摊开双臂,向世界,
你展现了雍华,
然而、
凋零的肤削,
没能赢得,
任何喝彩。
深情依旧的你,
将仅存的血,
撒向大地,
升华出、
纯白的情意,
带着你故事的延续,
飘向他方。
黄昏时、
路人踩踏着你的梦,
继续踩踏着你的梦。。。
Author comment: This poem runs profound. One of the best I since written. It writes of a Hero, a flower, a Martyr, a person who sacrifices sliently, yet uncompromising. One know by many but understand by few. One sad man story.
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