What Does a Communications Director Do?

Zhang Xiaocheng was born in 80, Scorpio male, Henan. Worked as an editor, advertised, worked in IT, started a company, and is now the director of operations of a cultural communication company. Published poems: "Eleven Love Poems and Two Tragic Songs", novels "Sunset Killer", "Lord of God", short stories "Living", "Woman with a Sixth Sense", etc.

Zhang Xiaocheng

(Director of Communication Company Operations)

"cigarette"

Snowy thighs

Bare looped lines

Flat body

Can't find waist

When life burns

Selfish climax fades

What rises is a devil-like nightmare

Exhausted my life

Practice kissing

The Wilderness

This is an evil season

All good wheat is beheaded by sharp blades

Cuckoo bird flying through the clear sky

Bloody Elegy

Willow by the river desperately swings its slender waist

Don't know who to please

A sad me

Stand upright

Facing the wilderness of Ippeigawa

No tears when looking at the bones of wheat

Grandparents lie on the ground

As serene as they were during their lifetime

What did I want to say to them?

"I guess you were my woman in my last life"

Ye Yunfei said this is a discounted Valentine's Day

You warned me never to indulge

Eight single guys celebrate in hot pot

This lingering life

The swaying neon light reminds me at all times

Finally dumped the dying 2010

You are far away with enthusiasm

In a hug pose

Meet a 31-year-old Virgo boy

Not so happy with flowers

You use thick love like black hair

Netizen my last class of love

Wake the Mediterranean in my heart

What can be compared to this magical feeling besides death

I guess in the last life you were my woman

We are doomed in this life

Come on my goddess

With your graceful body

Soothe my life

Spring is still being forced to enjoy the side effects of winter

Still a bit cold in the 2009 coat

But I no longer envy death

Even though my monument is the most beautiful epitaph in the world

I hope you can open my previous life drift bottle

The paper was full of drenched text

Only you can understand

What are you waiting for?

Please let us pierce our hearts beyond seven steps

Connected like a baby within two meters

4.57

The cigarette spilt the last ray of talent

In this night without bugs

Poetry is also faint

Staring out the window without white snow

Consciously cautioned himself

You are not the drunkard drunk

Virgo after the eighties owl owl

The cold season is following the footsteps of passers-by

I do nt know when to send the missed thoughts

We may meet again

But I do nt know what level of dream

Attend your own funeral alone

This is not a nightmare for the sleepy

4.57 at night

I think the future is bright

Wind wafts down the street

Air pursues wind

The neon lights emit a kind light

The solidified cement stands on its own

Like confession for the prodigal son

As if i was standing in the crowd

Good Morning Beijing

This is Beijing at 4.52

No subway whistling cars

Across a wall that doesn't want to run away

I can't see the dawn

This is Beijing at 4.52

My brother is trying to make a snort behind his back

Actually I do nt understand

I am facing the screen

This is Beijing at 4.52

I want to hold a pair of slender hands at this moment

Only half the icy mouse

Whenever I have no choice but to think about my mother

Stomach will hurt

This is Beijing at 5.21

Some clumsy sentences can't be trimmed

Finished three-quarters of cigarettes for the seventh time

I can only say to a cigarette holder

Good morning beijing

The Souls

Beggars walk forward

Eternal sadness on his face

Girl practicing piano in the villa

Looking out to the raft at sea with anticipation

A woman in a hat

Holding two dogs of indistinct breed

Cocky drunk man holds visual cocktail

Shouting in despair on the street

Naked on the model's ass

It looks like a durian just cut by a sharp knife from afar

Rich and poor are like brothers with complementary advantages

Kill this unregulated reality

I use this skinny skinny

Pretend to be something forgotten by modern people

including but not limited to

Cigarette box-sized madness

as well as

Desire the world

Poems in Rivers and Lakes

1

I'm not winter

I am not a knife

I do nt have an unedged sword

Put it on your neck

2

Passers-by often guess without reason

Woman claiming to be beautiful

Never met a love man

Tonight i want to kill

Knife Dinning Hysterically

Son in the courtyard of Zhuangyuan

Grand hotel coquettish charming boss

Masked woman selling piano in blue building

Or an unconscious knight in a pub?

neither

3

Yiren was

When I saw her

I want to write two long poems

Herd of cattle and sheep

Or step on a galloping horse

Bow like a full moon

In the vow that has long been broken

Shot love ideal

But accidentally looked up to the ancient city wall.

How many couples waving white banner

Watch their love seriously hurt in ten ambush

Burning in the harsh sunlight

Ashes

4

The last village girl

Seeing the back of a teenager parting with tears

Step into the hot desert

I miss the cool autumn in my hometown

Legend has it that there are peerless swordsmen

He just wants to see the ideal

But got a stranger away

The poet is silent

When silence is a sharp weapon

Hongying hires Tingcui sleeve incense

Smiling woman

Boating and singing in the middle of rivers and lakes

The little girl's son is puzzled

Why mother always looks in the direction of the desert

5

When Shaolin Monk met the pack of wolves late at night

Carnage is always in the name of justice

You are fangs grinning and enjoying the itching of six doors

Hills by the sea

A clear stream is flowing slowly

General wielding a sabre to direct the Gingo Iron Horse

How many strong men have never returned home

Below rivers and lakes

Peacefulness

Above the temple

Bone Sensen

Gao Jianli is selling in Xiao Xiaohan's wind

Terrible I turned and looked

An unknown flower

Bloom in the mud

6

Facing the thousands of dead souls

Dumb people have long forgotten the elegy

The moral tree has died in this damn season

Some of the past can't get through

The delay that should have come

So I rode in an ancient carriage

Hunt for evil dragons

I have devoted my whole life to piety

Waiting for a fair death

7

I hate living for a ridiculous life

And spread endlessly

If death is the end

Then i would stand dead

Before forgetting a woman

After losing time

however

There is no sharp knife that can kill me in this world

then

I am sad

I'm drunk

I'm crazy

I am crazy

I laugh

I use my whole life

Weaving a cocoon that does not break the sword

Perish in suffocation

Murder Winter

I ate a warm childhood from dumplings wrapped by my mother. The little girl was unwilling to drive because she believed me to be safe. I said it was really cold. She said that the most cruel murder in winter was family reunion

"Do not"

I am not a saint in exile

Will not shed tears of returning people to the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem

Do not pray to God for salvation

Don't pattern the totem of faith on the slender wrist

Do not condemn the enemy

Not praise time

Not dreaming against the blue sky

Not thinking in the dark corridors

Don't look at the black eyes embedded in your red eyes

Don't remember the angelic look of the ascetic monk who spins

Don't be in awe of authority built up with lies

Use words to describe the love in your memory

Don't sing to Sensen's bones

The bloody residual sun on the mirror surface of Pinghu Lake

Don't chew the openness of this lonely evening

Don't ask love to blind river and lake warlocks

Don't beat Xiao Suo's atrium with Xiao Suo's poems

The Most Precious Gift in the World

1
White rabbit, go east and west, clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as they are. Recently, I always feel a lot older. I am not wearing the emperor's new clothes, but I always think of some people and things. There are only two possibilities for a person to be suddenly nostalgic. One is old, and the other is not as happy as before. Either outcome is not what I want. Nor is it a good sign. I have never been able to tolerate villains happier than me. Some people's definition of happiness is to look at others' misfortune. I disagree very much and scoff at them. I think this is about the worst weakness in human nature. But more often, happiness is just a very subjective abstraction, depending entirely on what your reference is.
I miss each other by chance, and I don't want to forget each other. I have always been in an extremely awkward emotional gap.

2
One day S came to tell me that she was wrong. She was wrong about treating love as a gamble, and she just wanted to win.
All the plot development was in her plan, but she didn't win and she lost miserably. Because she lost the innocence of her favorite man and her inedible fireworks.
Remembering that she always took out some details on Q and his characteristics and asked me to verify. Does he love me? Every time I smile and say that he loves you. At this time she will send a picture of a smiling face, and I can see her true joy from this smiling face. This is by no means a lie to deceive. Lao Tzu said that teaching fish is worse than teaching fish. The most precious gift in the world is a belief.
I don't know if every woman proves love like her and needs to pass a certification that she thinks is more authoritative.
When you are intertwined with your fingers, do you get proof of love? It doesn't matter what everyone says, the question is who do you believe. If you believe in him, it doesn't matter what others say. If you believe in others, there is no need to verify it. Just break up.
3
Love is a chess game that requires opponents. Only when they are equal can they minimize the chance of breaking up.
But not everyone is so lucky to be able to meet a love opponent at the most beautiful time in their lives.
The communication between men and women is full of doubts and reservations. Even the result was far from the truth in the hypothesis. In the end, it was just a game of profanity, hitting Tai Chi with injury.
Most people misunderstand each other. Because everyone is an independent individual, a lonely individual. At the same time that you want to dilute your emotions to another individual, there will always be some errors that will be born, even going further and further on the wrong path.
I believe in love, but no one believes me! Why do not you trust me? This is what a brother said.
I smiled and told him that I believe in you. He said different. Of course I know it's different, because I used to be like him.
How can the lover and brother believe the same? Few people spend a lifetime with a woman; but the brother is a lifetime. But once you have a lover, you often forget the brother.
Often the most ashamed of you is that when you change two or three lovers, you find that the brothers are still three or two familiar faces.
Many things in this world are wonderful. For example, the worst men have a good relationship with their mother-in-law, but the greatest woman in the world always gets along with her mother-in-law.
4

Actually, what I hate most is to make multiple choice questions. Don't give me two answers.
I hate it even more as one of the answers.
So never ask me to do multiple choice questions.
If you ignore me only when I talk to you, then I will never ignore you.
But I want to say that there is something in the world that is worth cherishing, whether it is love or not.
If you can meet each other in this life in billions of years, and meet each other in billions of people around the world, what else can you complain about?
Why don't you believe her?
Why don't you believe him?
Believe what you lost?
Maybe you never thought about it, just a sad habitual negation.
Maybe you think too much, causing relative errors.
5
Life is a magnificent wait, the only ending is to sleep in the extravagant and not wake up. But please don't forget that what you are waiting for is not love or friendship; it is just death.

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