Selected poems| ten miles of clouds and a piece of xia, a thousand plants of powder half a day flower

"Seven Absolute Dreams of a Rainy Night"

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Last night, the wind and rain fell violently, and the lonely ghost was shocked at first.

Who knows the shallow dream xiangqian, and drunk and looking forward to the moon.

Sauvignon Blanc Couple

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Love is hard to stay, hate is hard to stay, wind and rain are in the same boat. Chan Juan in the restaurant.

Resentment, hatred, resentment is difficult to stay when it comes. Tongue and teeth are revenge.

"Trickster"

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The curtains are quiet, and the night is sparse. The wind hit the sycamore to my house.

Casually flipping open three or two words, the little worm had no intention of going to the green book.

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The smoke wind swept over the incense, and the ducks in front of the feet played.

There is no trace of the surrounding Lotus, leaving only a water like ice.

"ManJiang Red Summer Twilight"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

At dusk in the summer, after the heavy rain, the tide of a river rises.

How many things, through the present and the ancient times, the mountains and rivers are unharmed.

The chibi wind and clouds passed away with the water, and the golden toad shadow hung on the east mountain.

History is far away, Haojie shenggong name, Dan Qing salary.

Thirty thousand acres, scales rippled. 100 word order, Dongpo singing.

Only the hero is gone, talk about brewing.

The world is impermanent, and FeiHong steps on the snow and delays the staff.

Sigh life, cup of wine long day, sad.

Partridge Sky Yellow River Hukou Waterfall

The Nine-Curved Yellow River is thousands of miles away, and the rush to this place is even more gushing.

Although there is no sea wide, it is not like the West Lake only a scoop.

Qinghai snow, Zhejiang tide, not as strong as the mouth of the pot.

Lushan Waterfall hangs in front of the river, and Hugh regenerates the smoke and falls into the nine clouds.

"Seven Laws: Returning to mountain city with a difference and gift"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Looking down on the mountain city, everything is wrong, and the distant pity turns to the same return.

Plum blossom reflection where the wind and frost are, and the ink is gray and snowy.

Remembering the pulse of shame in that year, he once accompanied his hometown to smile and yiyi.

The book window dreams of Jiangnan Po, and recalls the poetry to promote the encirclement.

"Seven Absolutes of Jiangnan Lotus Viewing"

Ten miles of clouds and a piece of xia, a thousand plants of powder half a day flower.

Gangnam has about to help the drunk, night and night fragrant wind Qin restaurant.

"Seven Absolutes: Looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Moon"

The jade girl is in the sky with the moon, listening to the autumn scenery to ascend the immortals.

Bashan Ji is now brilliant, remembering to think of his relatives to return.

"Seven Absolutes, Xin Ugly (Cow) Mid-Autumn Moon"

A watery moon is full of pleats, and a thousand gold will walk Pisces.

Horizontal and quiet Bi Xiu is still around, and it is not possible to think of acacia from the beginning.

"Seven Absolute Mid-Autumn Miscellaneous Poems"

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Chrysanthemum leaves flutter to see the temperament, a thousand branches and put ten thousand mountains.

Still don't worry about endless, don't listen to the rain with the autumn wind.

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In the scene, the rain and dew follow, and the flowers are fragrant.

The Ba people look at the knot and live in the heart, when the new autumn moon in Shudi is full.

"Seven Absolutes: The Qinhuai River at Night"

Under the moon, Qinhuai is green and watery, and the sky is long and the road is full of clouds.

Qianzhong Guizhuan Qiangan Jade, Cui Gai Han today to the guest clothes.

"Seven Absolutes , Fuzhou New Town • Lanting Has a Daughter"

Lan Ting Jade Lady Hui Tian'en, the adopter carried the pot into the broken door.

Do not hate rouge without a fixed color, find and remember the king.

"Qing Chunze Remembering Premier Zhou"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Wei An's body, lofty integrity, still haunts the atrium of the heart.

The hearts of the people are involved, and the most hurtful years are sad.

Prosperous over the eyes of the acacia, tears and rain between the water and clouds.

Ask Hua Tang, like in the sound, lonely poetry.

Zhongchen was bitter since ancient times, lamenting how difficult the Divine Continent was, and causing trouble to Xiao Wall.

Holding the disease to operate, Gao Feng endured the insult to Anbang.

The fierce waves turned their bodies and minds, and the blood of the west wind stained the sun.

Cast brilliant, century-old name, eternal fragrance.

"Qing Chun Ze Lan"

The rain is clear, the clouds have dissipated, and the fingers are leisurely upturned.

The jade buds first bloomed, and no one bloomed themselves.

Cut the shoulders and slide the wind and cold dew, flying in pain, carrying the sky.

Sighing cold, Confucius left a message, Qu Zi healed the wounds.

And now I give flying sentences, counting the students to talk nonsense, chivalry is crazy.

Drunk and sleeping bushes, autumn comes more huazhang.

Nagisa Mountain has fallen for thousands of years, making people and virtues long.

Laughter vicissitudes, bamboo and stone affection, pine crane snuggling incense.

"Qing Chunze Yongmei"

In front of the mountain behind the stream, the garden is strange, and the only lonely fragrance is fragrant.

Yan thin ring fat, when looking at the feeling of normal.

Especially in the cold and desolate, ask Hua Kui where the scenery is.

Longitudinal grooming, fat powder feelings, selling price line hidden.

Silver hook iron strokes thin branches, laughing before the wind to spread rain, worse.

Introduce spring, still hot heart.

Jiang Fu two Que Qian Qiu Song, painful Jiang Shan Du Yu oblique yang.

Sigh the vicissitudes, the same plum soul, a different fragrance.

"Qing Chunze Qiusi"

Dream into the Qingchuan River, ride the white crane, Lingbo Hanshui Yangtze River.

Passing by the East Lake, afraid of frightening the Mandarin ducks on the lakeside.

The piano platform is a yao piano broken, sighing mountains, flowing water for a long time.

Strange slanting sun, withered hibiscus, old Hengtang.

Now I only wish to grow strong, hate life for serious illnesses, and break a few soft intestines.

The wine was flying, and no one advised me to go to it.

Late at night the moon is silver and cold, there are thousands of years left, Weaver Girl Cowboy.

Remembering hometown, the east wind on the embankment, the yang under the embankment.

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!