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Contemporary Poet Wing Winter Season 3
Yang Xinyue volume
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Yang Xinyue, Zhai No. Heard the Rain Leaning Qinglou, Sitting in the Night Room, Teacher of Xiangxiang No. 4 Middle School, Vice President of Xiangxiang Poetry Society, Gukaifu Temple Bihu Poetry Society, Reading Mountain Poetry Society, Founder of Changsha Liangtang Poetry Association, Director of Chengshe Society.
heavy snow
Young people have a glass of jun wine, and middle age is relatively jade Cui Song.
The former canghai was once water, and the red dust misidentified plum again.
If I add white sideburns to the country, attack people and storm over the high platform.
Yao Tianze was greeted by the spring day of the Yuan, just embracing the high cold again.
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Sitting until the night is cold, the old tea is like Meng Po soup.
At this point, the career should be abandoned, and the ancient well has no wave and half forgotten.
The long-noisy cicada strings are now degenerating, and the sound banana leaves have been heartbroken.
He was looking at each other in the past, and was picking up cold clothes and white frost.
Night reading
It is advisable to sit alone in the deep cold at night, when you are dressed in wine and looking for a book.
Vertical lines of small characters are difficult to find, and the sound of wind and rain is good for reading poetry.
The old porcelain cup has no rhinoceros color, and the ink incense people have tiger heads.
Mo Hated wanwan in the middle of the night, and had to whisper to the ghost.
Prophecy Winter after drinking self-question
The leaves are full of mountains and rivers, and the wind is depressed.
I can barely fall asleep with sleeping pills, and I am forced to add millet pepper to my meal.
The negative air flow is now half old, and the dust is still slightly damp.
Ordinary life is a blessing and a thin fate, robbing me of my amorous gift of loneliness.
Ding Youdong Yueshuo read miscellaneous feelings day and night
The sound of the wind is solemn, and the embers of sandalwood are all destroyed.
After reading the strange book, it was difficult to calm down, and the winter moon was cold.
Mourning is really feeling in middle age, and the big dream of Jiangshan is flicked.
It was already a frosty night on earth, and Mo Rolled heavy curtain sills to see.
Gregorian calendar
The rain and wind are close to the household, and the people are frozen in the cold.
The four walls are white and old, and the sparse love wine stains are colorful.
The youth was once strong and not in the past, and twenty years were empty and returned.
And pour the residue into the old age, and the unprovoked matter is to be deleted.
Night sitting
It is difficult to sit hard and willing, and the lone lamp has not broken the night.
There is no spark in the clouds, and the leaves fall on the rivers and lakes with full salary.
After the frost, the world is late, and the battle in front of the eyes is waiting for the time to fall.
Knowing that Ohno stores spring qi, he does not live up to his life.
On the occasion of heavy snowfall on the birthday of Wu Shu, he and his second and third sons drank all day until late at night, and the road was frozen, and those who wanted to find a taxi could not do it, but they walked home to do the second law
One
Half drunk on the water, stepping on the snow in the middle of the night through the city.
Thin and pitiful, the wine is expensive, and the body is strong and fortunate to be ice strong.
100 million cold-welcoming newgas, 43 times old year.
Heavenly grace is white, and it is safe to rush the cold to live.
Two
The three years of old and half-hua upside down, this day is biased in recent years.
Sitting for a long time on a bitter cold day with heavy snow, a wordless lonely night hanging alone.
Jackdaw bald trees are difficult to determine, and the cup of wine is forced to sleep.
The news plum blossoms are far away, shut down to avoid the world for the New Year.
Sit on the third night of the first lunar month
Entering the deep cold to hide the pass, touching the barbarians allows me to be foolish.
In order to escape the world, he avoided the wine room because of the fear of heaven.
The years borrowed frost and wind to promote old age, and the waist was not fully bent with plaster.
Recently, I have found a way to dispel worries, and I think that the beauty of the night can break her face.
Fold a plum stick in front of the case
Sit and watch the solemn forced window, talk about using the teacup as a wine glass.
At the end of the world, the wind and cold sky are full, and the rain line on earth is opened.
The cage chamber is a territory, and the books are stacked high for goods.
Where is the spring who asks, the bald man against a plum.
Obscure rain
The obscure rain blind wind closed the door at night, and the charcoal stove was slightly warm.
The Han Sect abandoned reading and had no master, and the wife admonished him to stop drinking and damage his soul.
The family and the country have vain thoughts in their hearts, and the rivers and mountains are crying outside.
Mo will wear cold eyes through the night, and it is no longer a word to see the ashes.
In the great cold of Wushu, there is a custom of cultivating soil for the first time in my hometown on this day
The family mountain will be old, and the obscure rain and severe wind will be too cold.
The plum blossoms on the ridge still refuse to be cold, and the guest in the dust is Mo Chenghuan.
The sky is chaotic and the road is difficult.
Rebury the bones of the remnants, xiao Xiao grass and trees worship the crown.
Night drinks
Look at the moon sitting in the window, a streamer of wine sold.
The world's winter sleep is getting less and less, and people are like monks and old nights.
There is really no major matter to follow the official, and I dare not talk about the holy pilgrimage.
The frost-colored sky must be resistant to cold, and the surviving sideburns have not completely withered.
The night of October 201 was stormy
The north wind blows all over the river, and the solemn lamp cannot be deleted.
Shi Leng eventually became a cold bone, and Liu Wanshang danced from his waist.
Poor rain and clouds travel at night, and the moon is hidden.
Sit upright and dispel the turbid wine, and cross the shadow of the river and the mountains.
Cool down the night sitting
The building is high and desert and the cold clouds rise, and the lone lamp does not want to be grouped.
The green under the eyes is difficult to cook, and the world is cold and warm.
It is known that the Holy Judgment is providence, and the self-examination micro-resignation is burned at night.
He can sit firmly and the wind is exposed, and the human song is old and unknown.
Gregorian calendar 2020 New Dan
The weather is cloudy and cold, and the pillow is strong to welcome the one-year-old.
Mourning is really difficult in the world, and the Lord of the country is someone else.
Chat from the turbid wine to harvest the tail, alone to the plum branches to wait for early spring.
The bottom of the eyes is what Xiao Xiao is suitable, and the old volume of tea nourishes the spirit.
Will be twilight
The air is getting colder and stronger, and I sit and listen to the wind sweeping the leaves.
One year old will be like a disaster, and a hundred years will inevitably be a laborer.
Shi duozi is indistinguishable, and his own deformity is inexplicable.
The anger of the middle-aged empty wine, the mound finally did not solve the feelings.
After the snow ascends the Tower of Ventura
The dawn wind and snow stopped at the beginning, and I wanted to try to meditate on my waist.
The dangerous path leads to the heavenly bird road, and the old pine is cold and makes a dragon shape.
The new salary is one year old when the head is white, and does not let the peaks into the eyes.
The four realms are still standing for a long time, and some people are like the tower habitual zero Ding.
Mid-night
Late at night, I didn't sleep and sat in the cold, and I was left to kill myself at night.
People are clumsy and have no quiet things, and many things cannot be said to people.
Middle-aged scolded me for being tired, and I felt more dizzy on micromenstrual days.
The one-sided window was hurt, and there were frost marks under the eyes of the country.
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