作者  欧阳和华

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诗，在每一首落笔时，

像凋零的花朵，

从诗文中走来，

她在诗歌里吟唱，

那首落日的黄昏。

诗，在每一首落笔时，

从开始至终结，

从没有泄气，

总是在努力中前行，

在时光的夹缝里，

抬起高昂的头，

依然那么年轻。

诗，在每一首落笔时，

盈然而生，

让那颗钻石的心，

在一行行诗里，

散发着芳香，

散发着韵律，

她从不须佐。

Poetry in the Gap

Author Ouyang Hehua

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Poetry, at the end of each poem,

Like withering flowers,

Coming from poetry and prose,

She sings in poetry,

the song of the sunset.

Poetry, at the end of each poem,

From the beginning to the end,

I have never been discouraged,

Always moving forward through hard work,

In the crevices of time,

Raise your head high,

Still so young.

Poetry, at the end of each poem,

Surprisingly,

Let the heart of that diamond,

In a line of poetry,

Emitting a fragrance,

Emitting rhythm,

She never needs assistance.