【Poetry Yearbook】
Jin Chengqun: Xin ugly poems deleted
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Jin Chengqun, Bei Shu Shui Ting, Qingming Liu, Ju Dong Ou, Mixed Media.
【Poetry Yearbook】Jin Chengqun Volume
Quatrains
Occasional
Poetry should be sent, and flowers should not go with the spring.
The rain came at the beginning of the night, and people were idle for a while.
smoke
A wisp of dignity in front of the wisp, a thousand like the night on the dark.
Xinglaijun and I, dissipated a few worries.
The second rhyme step brother "Drunk"
How many times did the wind and dust last? Tonight's flower moon is unnamable.
Idle to go to the streamer, buy drunk before every forgetfulness.
Even profit the day before kanro
It is already late autumn and the laurel has not yet opened, and the new cool belt rain has fallen on the window sill.
When to borrow a fragrant night, enjoy the flowers and the moon.
Shirichi and Brother-in-law Officiating", two songs
One
Want to give autumn sound to read drunk, idle by the fence envy Tao Gong.
The mountains are full of sun and sunset people, and the path is full of chrysanthemum wind.
Two
Ping is difficult to steal Guangxian and borrow Qiu Gaowang to look forward to his hometown.
Timidly asking where to go home, the lone cloud bird moved nostalgia.
Rhythmic poems
Sentimental
Can you wake up drunk and discern? The dust is too clear.
It is advisable to sit away from the lake and the sea and watch the water and clouds level.
The carriage and horse are suspected to be without a trace, and the pine is sound.
Seeing and hearing evil and strange things, every hatred is unbearable.
On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the original rhyme is used to reward the brother-in-law
The wind is shallow and shallow, and it is gradually pleasant.
There is a moon looking for autumn, there is no reason to send people far away.
It is advisable to expose the fence and remove the chrysanthemum dust.
Put the pen in the shadows, and the poetry book to cultivate the truth.
Winter solstice chanting
Staying on the solstice, there is nothing to send.
Cold rain condenses the window late, and the leaves of the cold branches are red.
Xiao Ran pitied all kinds of people and secretly sighed frost bushes.
Bamboo cypress should be suitable for me, idle people are not the same.
The fifth anniversary of the wine group is sent to xingxing, and the second rhyme is yongqiang brother
Five years of intercourse with a finger bomb, taste a little drunk to be happy.
At first, the drink is full of humor, and the sea waves are poured out in the middle of the night.
I am ashamed that my heart is powerless to make it, and I have poetry and peace in the ancient times.
In the song of the snow moon in the building, the plum blossoms outside the bamboo are beautiful.
One day after the establishment of summer, there is a sense of feeling, Yi Yun and Zhen Guo brother
Old age to see the spring flowers to see the summer flowers, leisure and self-graffiti.
Bored to pay for absurdity, you should taste Lu Yu tea.
The old tree is difficult to bend from the north of the wind, and the west pool is good to the west of the sun.
The heart of the ghost is sincere, and a fresh flower is containing it.
Lidong Boya Poetry Society Ya collection, about the title "Autumn" to send Xingxing
The sons are full of wine and tea, and the autumn is only on credit.
Listen to Jun's lectures on learning poetry, and solve my mysteries and call everyone.
Put the crab before the deserved fun, words and joy on the table is not extravagant.
Ordinary years bloom face, to the late return of idle chrysanthemums.
ancientry
The Pingyang Yintan Editorial Board Zhu Ziya collected the word "sound"
The cold branches are late in age, and the old leaves are empty. But it's a little frosty, and I still pay attention to a few percent. The day is short, and the shallow drunkenness is far away from the clouds. Parting rhymes with goodbye, looking for a little bit of camp. What is the right word, or can be light. If you want to ask for spring news, you are still interested in the past. Plum side who steps on the snow, it is expected to be the sound of primrose.
Shenzhen Fang Ming brother Hui gifted a "willow shade embankment forward" idle seal, feeling sent
Stay late in the year, such as Bi Xiaomeixiang. What is the right thing to do with the King? There is only one chapter of poetry. A different old age, time and space away from sleep. Suddenly, the thoughts rose and the moon looked at the two vastnesses. Judah Jun's sentence was desolate at that time. Looking for what taste, inexplicably its taste is long.
The second rhyme Tao Yuanming's "Twelve Miscellaneous Poems" selects the second one
In the water pavilion of the sunset, the clouds fall on the West Ridge. The sky is long and the forest is late, and the view is good above. Three folds of water white, a round of mountain moon cold. All kinds know the season, and the fence is rewarded with eternal cultivation. Leisurely is only so, relatively only idle shadow. Old and old, clumsy but self-indulgent. It is not appropriate to be sad, so the period is high and quiet.
Autumn and ugly for the first time
The west of Independence Lake looks at the sun obliquely, and the green and yellow forest is connected to the water end. This is the hometown of Guanyun, and Jiangnan travels all over The Pingsha. The early autumn is nearly a good time, and the earthly world is cold and let it go. Good to the wind before the pity, happy to rhyme with idle branches. No joints are related to dust, and people are moaning every time. The new coolness on the night is not exhausted, and the column borrows autumn hearts from the moon. Thousands of mysteries arose, and the light turned last year. Lotus has not withered zero days and is not cold, no frost, no dew, no sad autumn. Late at night, I feel a little cold, and the trail listens to the wind and rides the night. The sound of insects in the wind is clear, and the water is light and thin. Whenever you come here, you should take a nap, and there is no need to give idleness. Dreams are silent in the spring and deep flowers, leaving the autumn half moon empty. Night silence is born of long thoughts, and people are idle because of their worries. He Zeng did not remember the youth and often used the clouds as a book of geese. Lingnan returned to XiaoSer, and the West Building wrote a lot of loneliness. Ten years of old wells to find old traces, several idle pavilions to relax and sing. The most is to find a night, drink a cup of Chen alone in front of the lamp. Autumn sound and autumn rhyme pity autumn shadow, Mo Dao this life lake and sea body. The windows should be full of ghosts, and the moonlight is like water coming from everyone. Zhongtian looked at each other and thought about it, and leaned on the drunken building head and was also fast.
Long and short sentences
Raccoon Creek Sand
Listening to the wind and sitting in the water pavilion at night, the sound of cicadas in the Desert of Xilin. The distant mountains looked two or three horizontal
The sunset shadow fell on the lake, and the autumn heart was cleared. The grassy shore is cloud flat.
again
Strong half a year of light chasing water idle, the West Building wind and material is the most pitiful. A few times into the situation taste of the front of the emperor.
If there are traces of spring left in the pen, but there is no autumn intention to the window. At this time, what is the matter.
Autumn rain hits leaf dust at dusk, and some distant thoughts have no cause. Ten years of old dreams.
It is difficult to let loose in the lakes and seas, and there are poor white houses. Idle and strong as a poet.
Wuling Spring Wen Gui
The air is as white as frost and the moon, and the path is cold and fragrant. At night, people are idle on a branch, and Mo Dao is late in appreciating flowers.
Suspected of being a little cold in a trench coat, but with Lowazi. Thin shadow autumn depth is only suitable, sighing, just the right time.
Linjiangxian
Gradually into the lake and mountains in the evening, the winter wind on the forest cold clouds. Frost leaves are out of the ordinary. What a cowardice this is, it is like a sting.
Do not look for the old in the dust, it is advisable to renovate the bottom thing. Autumn traces are still in a few sad rounds. People idle flowers, drinking and colorful.
Qingyu case
Spring smoke is clear and turbid. How to get rid of it, spring alone. The cold sound of hitting leaves is still in the bamboo. A few hours to listen, a little credit. Not a Qingming song.
And fill the stomach with cold food. The sentence is the most difficult to read for no reason. Leave the pen idle in the white house. In the rain, pitiful and deep. The foothills of the Mountains.
Royal Street Line
Winter clouds return to the smoke weaving of twilight village. The wind is set, and the people are first entering. The first light shone on the idle body, but how to breathe. All come to the past, but can be late, long in the idle window standing.
Nian Guangdu left ping. It's boring, Hugh is back. Ling Han saw Xiao Meixin and talked about the ghost dust guest. Who knows outside the snow, who carries the spring letter, and who is waiting for whom to dissipate?
Tianxiang Tanmei
Su wrapped QiongZhi, early spring letter, reported the lonely mountain wind warm. Don't wait for Dongjun, first follow Ye Xing, has let a forest Qingyuan. Good to be drunk. Red calyx broken, Ling Han flying thunderbolt. Who asks in front of the flower, who is with whom to find the trail?
Long memories traveled all over the place. The square circle, only the king looks at each other. Don't be idle and lonely, but you can love it. Make a good time to call. Happy this time, Every king is still in the old face. The words are difficult to collect, and the flute is left late.
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