Selected poems| a school of lights like water, light boat thyme flowers

"Meet and Greet"

Text/Chen Zhengliang

Career is full of wine, like Feihong.

When are the years and years of poverty?

Autumn heart, oblique sun leaning, big River East.

Endless westerly winds blow into the moonlight.

"Huan Xi Sha"

Text/East Side

Sit back and sip tea slowly in front of the court. For the king to give Huan Xi Sand again. Green fat red skinny fence.

The distant memory is deeply in the same hand, and now it is like parting ways to the ends of the world. When the heart mirror is clean and flawless.

Butterfly Loves Flowers

Who is with me when I wake up from a dream? And the old spring wind, the branches of fangfei fell.

Pieces flew out of the window, and the water fell with the end of the world.

Always separate into each other. From now on, what can we say about seeing each other?

Thousands of acacia cloud dream locks, the rest of the life of the river and the sea floating guests.

The rain and the wind stop the clouds and dance. For Junsan fu Huan Xi Sha. The thatched cottage is my home.

Holding hands and holding the same light rice, the two hearts are happy with each other and sharing coarse tea. Rich and poor have no need to accompany careers.

Years of wind and frost two sideburns. Give Junsi Huan Xi Sha. Half-hearted afternoon day sloping west.

Bamboo horses and young plums are young, such as mutual respect and frugality. Before the court, the wine was spoken.

Silently chanting poems to the moon, when it is round. Infinite clarity fills the ground, through acacia.

Spring wind willow, red crispy hand, broken intestine word. Overnight Meishan locked up the ancient and modern fools.

"Picking Mulberries"

Drink in a cup of leisurely past, drink a thousand sorrows, lean on the tall building alone, and overlook the spring river skyline.

How many storms and clouds in ancient and modern times are scattered, everything is rested, a dream is thousands of autumns, even the hero is white-headed.

"Bu Operator"

Always for the years to resign, sad career short.

Today does not know tomorrow, the world is uncertain.

Wealth and fame, since ancient times floating clouds.

But unfortunately, the moon in front of the window is good, and I am with it for a long time.

"Five Laws of Lixia"

Text/Cold Rose

In May, when the three mountains are full of time.

Silkworm sleeping frogs bulge, wheat ripe willow flowers peep.

Bamboo shadows add new rhymes, and lotus fragrance enters shallow poems.

The weather is urgent, and the wind is warm overnight.

"Seven Spring Rains"

When the shadows are green, the pavilion enjoys the scenery and poems.

The dragon gate is intended to be a tourist, and the auspicious incense fat enters the green pool.

"Seven Absolute Silver Mountain Tallinn"

Empty steps ticked who listened, ancient trees deep forest protection bamboo pavilion.

I didn't see the barren mountain Nianbu asked, who knew that the ruined tower had a divine inscription.

"And Liu Hong Shou Chun"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Red clay green tile dew roses, wheat waves and wind cover the dawn.

Before going to the spring love Yi looked far away, an eagle flew down the clouds one by one.

"Like a Dream Order"

Smoke and water people meet by chance, peach and plum blossoms bloom all over the tree.

Remember last year, a leaf spring wind peach crossing.

Gull herons, gull herons, grow deep in the white clouds.

"Seven Laws of Yangzhou"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The stunning Yangzhou looks at huan yarn, and the smoke wind blows on the face of Shaohua.

The high-rise buildings are full of shadows of the rising sun, and the ancient yixiang smokes a few drunken xia.

Purple Mo Xiang Cloud fans evening guests, Qinglin Cuilang to see the new tea.

How dare you go to chaos, and you like to ask the sky without asking home.

"Seven Laws , Title YiLe Lou"

Purple Cui West is adjacent to Yile Building, and the red cloud flute means shyness.

The beautiful sideburns are still beautiful, and the milk swallow body is not soft.

A smile at the rivers and lakes to drink horses, amorous years to send flying boats.

Who knows the beauty of the present drunk, put the sky to see the crane and gull.

"Seven Laws of Hibiscus"

The heart is comfortable and the new makeup is dazzling, and the smile is beautiful and fragrant.

The light red cheeks are tender, and the eyebrows are long.

The true feelings are drunk, and the country is lonely.

The most is the rain in the poem, and the beauty is jealous and arrogant.

"Seven Absolutes • Blue Bridge Improvisation"

The beauty of the Blue Bridge is through the ice yarn, and a piece of swimming fish is ten miles of flowers.

The arch protects the willows at will, and the clouds are easy to fill the sky.

"Seven Absolute Wild Crossings"

A school of lights like water, light boat thyme flowers.

The breeze and the moon know the sleep, and the wine is full of why you have to enjoy the wild coolness.

"Seven Absolutes , Jiyang Mountain"

The branches are stacked and green to see the mountain male, and the color rui fang fei baili red.

Gu Pan wandered away to listen to Fan Le, and Hugh sent Sister Yue to the East Wind.

Three Summer Miscellaneous Poems

(i)

In the mirror, I saw the flowers and the colorful clothes, and the beauty did not solve the Yulang fan.

With the column Gu Ying invited the bright moon, exclusively enjoy the clear stream splashing water stream.

(ii)

Boat drunk with the new words, laughing Shou Lingwen to ask who?

Don't forget the original heart red thin bitter, safe rain dew waiting for Junshi.

(iii)

Don't forget the original red pink tears, safe rain and dew waiting for Junshi.

"Seven Absolutes, Stepping on the Laurel Flower Stream"

The water of the green robe willow bank invaded the embankment, and the birds dark wave ping yan crossed the creek.

Cardamom fragrant flowers on the branches of the teasing, Mandarin duck under the moon under the self-obsessed.

Facing the sea, look for light with black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "giving voice to grassroots poets" as its mission and carries forward the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of the truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spiritual pleasure of poetry. He has published a collection of poems co-authored by poets, "Spring Warm Blossoms of Reading Sleeping Poems" and "Grass Long Warblers Flying in Reading Sleeping Poems". The poets work tirelessly, the poetry club forges ahead, constantly innovates, recommends excellent poems, produces high-quality poetry collections, recites excellent works, recommends poets' works in various forms, lets more people read excellent works, appreciates poetry culture, we are on the move!