【Poetry Yearbook】
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About the Author
Xing Jianjian, Zi Yanru, a native of Weifang, Shandong. He is now the poetry editor of the Chinese Poetry Network of the Poetry Journal, and an outstanding poet in Shandong. He is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a director of the Weifang Poetry Society, and a director of the Shouguang Poetry Artists Association. His works have won provincial and municipal awards many times, and have been scattered in "Poetry Journal", "Chinese Dictionary", "Chinese Poetry", "Yangtze River Poetry Journal", "Poetry Forest" and other publications.
Quatrains
Wax plum
Under the branches of the snow, thinking about it means a lot.
The spring breeze picks up the afterglow and divides it with the fragrance of flowers.
cherry blossom
A tree of cherry blossoms shines on the ancient and modern, and the wind lazily drags tourists.
Wander around the tender water and inhale the fragrant multicolored clouds.
Summer chants
Summer warblers crossed the willow pond, and white clouds hung in the front window.
Lotus flowers bloom in the heart pool, and dream of the breeze to fish for incense.
Over Chinese zun
Riding a bicycle to chase the freedom, but the platform waved.
Take a bottle of snow from the sky, and get drunk with the red sun a thousand times.
On the west embankment of the Summer Palace
The old willow fishes across the green pool, and one flower is also connected with one flower.
Never inadvertent, wonderful in the sky.
lamp
Once washed by fire, Sebi Danxia seized the sun.
Every time in the dusk smoke and rain, let people touch that touch the feeling.
Ride the North Canal
The willow drags the residual lotus with the wind, and the sun shines in the heart of the river in autumn.
Why do you have to be born with feelings, And Yunxiao knows the smoke and lotus.
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Rhythmic poems
The dawn is majestic, and the condensation scatters the jade radiance.
Lotus flowers float in the water, and roses fall from the hedges.
Although the Shu Dao is difficult to cross, the poetic heart cannot be violated.
The breeze looked back and rolled up the white clouds to fly.
Walk into the Markor Cave Academy
The spiral ladder embraces the wind and the moon, and the long arm embraces the river star.
Sit with shuxiang for the time being, and listen to the Silk Road.
The cloud window is far-sighted, and the poetry is clever and psychic.
Rest in peace and return to the heart, weaving into a scroll of scriptures.
Read "I Am a Man with the Sea" to embrace the sea
The morning light brings purple to the sails, and the waves of gulls soar blue.
Take a ride with ease and relax your arms.
You can drink with the whale and let the old, believe that there are flowers and flowers.
The majestic wind on the sea knows my dreams, and the Ming Dynasty looks back at today.
ancientry
Night rain
The night rain was unbearable, because the heart was not clear. A poem in the heart, a dream on the pillow. Even if there is a series of solutions, it is difficult to understand the love affair. The words of acacia have not fallen, and the love of love is also happy. It is difficult to hug in vain, and endure the mobile phone screen. The phone turned cold to hot, and the temperature of the bedding became ice. Loneliness is like a cold shadow, loneliness is a guest light. The virtual window is unintentional, why should it be loud.
word
Huan Xi Sha Li Qiu felt cool before the word to send his wife
Love to sing cicada frog pillow daylight, shake the lotus leaf sleeping mandarin duck. At this point, this situation is not to be considered.
Pick a white cloud as a letter paper, knead the autumn into the poem. The breeze is like a dream and a hometown.
Minus magnolias walk into the Red Brick Art Museum
The partition wall wind fell, the moon cave a thousand times and dreamed. Light and shadow intertwine, and the play clear spring blows jade.
Slim clouds, easy to shoot is art. The vines were speechless, locking the eaves of the smoke and laying the painting.
Bodhisattva Man Jingshan Park has a work
The Beijing Range Rover ascended to the top, and counted from the beginning. Pick the peony red and pick the willow wind.
The Forbidden City is facing each other, and the birds are singing in the blue sky. It makes me dream like a thousand dreams, one after another.
Ching Ping Le (New Rhyme)
Xuan window cloud bird, a few pear blossoms small. The water and the wind are faint, hanging in the corner of the happy mouth.
Gossip yesterday warm, but also said today's new voice. A smile boundless past, is greeting the wheat Qingqing.
The clouds are green, and the wind is soft and broken. A touch of sunset leaves the crane in the north, and the sound of the mountain pillow warblers is drunk.
Who makes the East Sea Divine Dragon travel thousands of miles. Whoever puts the Southern Celestial God Pen, three points two points are generated.
Kiyoheiraku Remembers a trip that goes away
Pack your bags and fill up with late autumn feelings. The fiery maple forest is like you, and it is cool weather.
Drive to the edge of the city and sail through the romance of the wind. Ignore his direction and look up all the way to the blue sky.
Xi JiangYue is lyrical in Beijing
Three thousand worlds in dreams, one hundred and two mountains and rivers in the eyes. The story of his hometown Ren Feng said that he only envied the long sky flying crane.
The rain gives birth to spring colors, and I come to raise the song. Don't spend the years, green water and green mountains pass.
Xijiang moon to Luzhou
Smoke and rain ushered in the wild geese, and the building platform stood up into the sky. Tuoshan Tuoshui is free, competing with the breeze.
Wine meets poetry, and wine rises in poetry. I don't have to have a delicacy, a pint of Luzhou old cellar.
Yulou Chun Sanlitun East 5th Street
The autumn leaves bend across the wall, and the silver screen is full of color. Autumn sounds and autumn love, and huacai leaves fragrant eyebrows and slow eyes.
I want to say that the sunset clouds are faint, whether the dream is true or illusory. The evening wind drunk alone up the tall building, wake up the lights at three or four o'clock.
The red date tree of Yulou Chun's childhood
Remembering the red date tree at the head of the village, there was an autumn wind that came to live here. The long ladder took off the elves and held them in the palm of his hand for several months.
I want to send Chang'e and Jade Rabbit, but I am afraid that the sky is high and the sky will not allow it. The sweet fragrance is stacked in the dream, condensed into clear light and condensed into dew.
Linjiang Xian came to Beijing for a year to express his nostalgia
The wind leads to the pavilion and the frogs sing shallow lotus ponds. Suddenly, the night was slightly cool. Borrow a night of moonlight and write the autumn light on the ground.
Although the residence is not a fixed place, his hometown is also a fairy town. The mountain height does not ask short and long. Poetry fills the road, and white hair is fixed in vicissitudes.
Butterfly love flowers are popular
The wind on the river is faint, and the reeds on both sides of the river are the same as the autumn light. Turn the wooden bridge to the greenway, and the quiet pavilion is in the corner of the sky.
The cold magpie jumped suspiciously, and when the angle was found, it was disturbed by the wind. Flying towards the smoke clouds, he suddenly went straight down to the green grass.
Wind into the pine ・ to the sake spring
There are two vast heavens on earth, where is it today? Qilian Mountain has accumulated thousands of years of snow, who sent me and stepped into the clouds. Put down a tired placket and pick him up with a full fragrance.
Flying in and out of thin air, not from other places. Zhiyin had already placed the mellow wine, in front of the table, facing the clear window. The bell and drum came with a new score, and the west wind blew the old poplar.
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