Selected poems| the infinite shadow of the liquid is hanging upside down, and the snow of the new life is full of Qin Chuan

"Seven Untitled"

Text/Chen Zhengliang

Singing a thousand words is lonely and lonely, why not put the wine to The River Wave.

In the ups and downs of his career, he only composed songs without asking about the future.

Butterfly Loves Flowers

Don't worry about spring for a few degrees. A real career, always mercilessly wrong.

Alone on the tall building wind silent. Jiang Bo was as vague as promised.

I want to ask where Junjin is. Fingers streamers, Morde warblers stop.

But the way to Jiangnan should be old. Ancient and modern is a common dream.

Twilight Spring

Looking deep in the blue willows, Dongjun did not go to the red.

Tianya sent a message to who is there, don't forget the former alliance Peach Li Feng.

The Seven Laws of Pine

Text/Cold Rose

Skinny bamboo cold plum and neighbors, the fragrance does not change the four o'clock spring.

Juniper Cypress forest, pine fir lying ridge patrol across the ridge.

Borrow the crane to stay in the valley with the boat, and cross the stream according to the monks.

The wind is hidden and frightened, and the proud snow is exposed.

"Seven Laws of Plum"

Last night Qionglin snow was not sold, and Yu Han's eyes were full of flowers.

Dan xin light shadow pilgrim, green calyx sparse branches and young buds proud.

Creation rises and falls infinitely, and the smoke is limited to be shaken.

Who said bloom chengyun pet, Mao Xiu threw spring thin cheeks.

"Seven Words and Absolute Sentences Spring Show"

The red plums are faded on the begonias, and the pear holds the jade pillow on the cherry bed.

Di Qi smiled and looked old, and the poems inscribed with wine were crazy.

"Seven Laws of Mountain Springs"

The infinite shadow of the liquid was hanging upside down, and the snow of the new students filled the Qin River.

Dangerous cliffs stacked on the peak road, cliffs Chengbo Nine Curved Springs.

Start with a cup of time to spend the years, and pay for the smoke from the beginning of the hundred feet.

The water is like a kite, and the thin stream is like a drum string.

Text/East Side

The sun warm flowers are no longer there, and the green fat and red lean qi are heating up.

The pond yang flew like snow, and the roses on the shelf spit out colorful.

"Pear Blossom Yin"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Pear blossoms with rain and spring sorrow, what does Yu Luen want?

The concubine of the Jade Martyr Ma Song died, and the red face flowed east from then on.

"The Good Farmer"

Text/etc

I am used to being idyllic and at home, and I don't need to yearn for prosperity.

This heart is intoxicated with farming, and it grows flowers everywhere.

"Seven Laws of Zhao Jia Village Honey Lee"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Finely cut the cloud Qiu Yu root, red dust asked the moon cover to clear the soul.

Cultivate into a powder bud thousands of beautiful, note the smoke bud a vein of dignity.

The Shangyuan immortals are beautiful, and the Water of Yaochi Qu is scarred.

The soft wisps of jealousy beckoned the wind, and this scene smiled and entered the door.

The Seven Laws of Morning Dawn

The morning sun is covered with red veil, and the purple qi flows through the home of the former friend.

Chasing the evening moon with neon clothes, Yu Duan jade wine salutes the morning sun.

Compete to see the dragon scenery of living water fish and wash away the ash fire tree buds.

The world is at ease with who is with each other, and life is far away and noble.

"Seven Absolutes, Three Miscellaneous Poems of The Former Huang Cultural Square"

(i)

The song is high and the dancers follow, and the lone star whisks the tree to hang high branches.

Three sides of the pink ink covered with ghostly colors, one sleeve of flowers blossoms and one sleeve of poetry.

(ii)

The fallen leaves dance with the wind, and the tallest branches of the idle cloud tree are quiet.

Life has a taste that must be suspended, and it is not a poem to be short-lived.

(iii)

The flowers are scorching and the leaves are shady, and the past is deep in the small window.

A night of acacia without mistake, suspected kai rui butterfly crossing the Yangtze River.

"Seven Absolutes: Reading the Hermit Poems of the Rainforest and Having Enlightenment"

My heart will cry Qin Tong, and the taste of the world is not exhausted.

The road is full of jealousy, and it is necessary to know that the art can ride the wind.

"Seven Laws of Appreciation of Ruixue"

Lift a partial pity snow cover, after three winters contain abundance.

Yamashiro Crane language is finally quiet, and the strings of the gakukan are elegant and negative.

Candle tears acacia frightened bones, plum blossom independent proud eyebrows.

Cheng'en shou pu in the middle of the night, laughing and watching the curtain do poetry.

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