Prose poems written by my father
Singer: Li Jian
1984
The crops haven’t been harvested yet
My son is lying in my arms
sleep so sweetly
Outdoor movie tonight
No time to see
Wife reminds me
Repair sewing machine pedal
I’m going to my neighbor’s house tomorrow
Borrow some more money
The child cried all day
Making noises about eating biscuits
Blue polyester top
Pain drilled into my heart
squatting by the pond
Give yourself two hard punches
this is my father
words in diary
This is what remains of his youth
Prose poems left behind
Years later I watched
Tears won’t stop
My father has aged like a shadow
1994
The crops have already been harvested
My old mother last year
Left the world
son wearing white shirt
Ran into the campus
But he’s been worried lately
Lost a lot of weight
think about the future
I’ve become a pile of old paper money
At that time, my son was already
real man
There is a lovely girl
Became a family with him
I hope they
Don’t live so hard
this is my father
words in diary
This is his life left
Prose poems left behind
Years later I watched
Tears won’t stop
But my father has become as old as a shadow
this is my father
words in diary
This is his life left
Prose poems left behind
Years later I watched
Tears won’t stop
But my father is in the wind
like an old newspaper
These are the footprints left by that generation
After several storms
The traces will be erased
This land once made me cry
How many people did it bury
Sad past events
Oh woo woo
Woo woo woo woo
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