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About the Author
Xing Han, surname Wang, character Haozhi, born in May 1947, from Dong'a County, Shandong Province. Professor of the College of Literature of Xinjiang Normal University. One of the founders of the Chinese Poetry Society, the second and third vice presidents, is now an advisor, and one of the founders of the Xinjiang Poetry Society, and is now the president. There are more than 20 kinds of public publications, such as "Research on Western Poetry in the Qing Dynasty" and "Tianshan Dongwang Collection".
Gengzi shou tian shan made
Frequent nucleic acid testing, hot to cold.
Old friends come and go less, and the new crown rebounds more.
Watch the clouds for a wisp, lie high on the sun and three poles.
Tired of saying that we are dying of old age, our dreams in this life are not broken.
deafness
The confident pen end hides hard skills, laughing and scolding the wind from now on.
The management of the sun and the moon is still healthy, and the skills of drawing mountains and rivers are not exhausted.
Old Du was shocked that a leaf fell in autumn, and the Great Su read the world six dusts in the sky.
Poets and poets are so numerous, and the sages before the step are not deaf.
Note: Du Fu's "Deafness": "Huang Luo frightened the mountain tree." Su Shi's "Sub-Yun Qin Tai Void Sees The Drama deaf": "Smelling the dust sweeps away the root nature of emptiness." ”
Wear hearing aids
People show off the old skeleton in front of them, and it is sad to be clever and clever.
After the bluff, the restoration is still dementia.
Note: Proverb: "One deaf and three points stupid." ”
Gengzi climbed the Yellow Crane Tower after the epidemic in late autumn
Rolling rivers to the east also, the waves rolled snow washed away the disaster.
Let Satan perform poor tricks, after all, God is a talented man.
The years of amorous poetry are not old, and the turtle and snake are harmless and I come back.
After the camera ingests the oblique sun, it looks like a red plum to open.
Note: Satan is the biblical term for the Demon King. Plum blossoms are the flowers of Wuhan City.
Under the Yellow Crane Tower, there are bronze sculptures of rice and stone worship, which are worshipped when seen
Junbai Shi Brother I worship Jun, tourists point out laughter and smell.
In ordinary life, I only hate delusion and ignorance, and nothing is achieved.
Shouyi Park is full of strolling feelings
The first shot is the first in the world, and the snake mountain sculpture is recorded in the past.
The sound of the army is still helping the autumn wind, and the blood color is long and pouring out the sunset.
Open the Double Ten Festivals on Earth and overthrow the throne for two thousand years.
Wandering under the clear sky, I looked up at the heroic spirit and held his fist for a long time.
Holding the ice hall sense endowment
The Red Chamber of Shouyi is adjacent to each other, and the century-old events ask the causes.
Looking west to open foreign affairs, he worked hard to the south to be a governor.
Returning to an official disciple sighed, operating the spirit of the three towns.
After training the new army, he was a dynasty gravedigger.
He Groom Gengzi Chinese New Year's Eve to poetry friends
The past must be looked back. Look at the years, the European wind and rain, the chickens fight and the goose fight. Rejoice in the sunny sunshine of Shenzhou, and stick to it from top to bottom. Win one, clear and clear. Tonight we foresee that tomorrow will be good, and the poetry altar will also be reconstructed. And drink together, a glass of wine.
Pause on the opposite side of the video. Sending streamers, Zhu Yan has changed, and yin shoulders are thinner. There is a blue-headed pride, and YunGe He was once humble. It must be, sweep away the dirt. The rise and fall of the world and I, dyeing the spring breeze, hand in hand, moving forward. In the laughter, the battle is ugly.
Gengzi visited the Xinjiang Special Police Corps in the harsh winter
Majestic and heroic, so the police are idle.
Night exhibition green eyes looking for the Big Dipper, morning cooking snow boiling Nanshan.
The cold wind wears fine armor all day long, and the hot sweat washes the face for many years.
With the guns in hand, the fox rabbits are not allowed to be fierce.
Xi Jiangyue Guan Xinjiang special police training
Explosion-proof long exercise odds, climbing has come out on top. The cornices walk the wall without stopping, and then look at the grappling fight.
On the verge of war, he rushed to the top and returned with a golden urn in his hand. The frontier guards the forest hill and removes the dirt for me.
Qinyuan Chun Xin Ugly new snow after the climb of the Red Mountain
It was already pale, and then I went to the Red Mountain and looked up at Qingxiao. Take a step towards the Yao Steps, increase the years in vain; the cold wind dialogue, dilute the complaints. Floating dreams are difficult to stay, poetry souls are getting older, and zhuang language and pride are thrown away. Linger for a long time, put the old things, carefully scrutinize.
Ascending to the cold countryside, only the snow and the sun are lonely. Remembering the barren coal mine, the child's heart is miserable; the railway is leisurely, and the hard bones are hard. Pens are made of beads, paper is paved with squares, and manuscripts are copied in piles night and night. After the opening of spring, it is expected that the traces of this dynasty will disappear secretly.
Yukako reminisced about shaving her head as a child
Two wood doors, a clay pot. Shave your head and spend no money. The razor is shoddy and the boiling water is hot. Keep your shoulders low, cover your eyes, and close your lips.
Usher in the white head, exhaust youth. In the snow, there is hardship. The hometown looks far away, and the world is renovated. Remember the old village, the old courtyard, the old mother-in-law.
Fangshan Gurudwara Ancestral Hall
After the ancestors to Baitou, The Eastern Tianshan refers to Guyouzhou.
The poetry of Yao Cen falling wood is light, and the sound of Zheng Yan shu is thick.
Monks and laymen have gone through thousands of miles in their lives, and the two words have been scrutinized for thousands of years.
Please move outside the ancestral hall and look up at the clear sky to sing together.
Urumqi snow flew after the rain in the Xinugu Valley
The long sky flew down and danced, disturbing the geometry of the spring light.
Only afraid of the yin wind hurting the young animals, that allows the cold to hinder Jiahe.
The Right Army deeply hated the goose feather chaos, and Dao Yun had no heart.
It is said that with the Eastern Junxiu cowardice, the frontier has been resistant to heaven and earth since ancient times.
Picture of the inscription Urn Planted Space Lotus
Dreams come and go, and the wind blows in the garden.
Although there is no wave, there is always a hazy moon.
The aroma overflows outside the door, and the poetry is in the urn.
Mo Yan was shallow in his roots, and opened his eyes to look at the sky.
Bu Yun Fu Xiong sixty first degree
Once also a sixty-year-old man, fortunately met the Taiping Spring Revival.
The railway runs through the old dreams, and the border city chants and calls the neighbors.
Long residence in the western region of the South China Sea, the total bath of the East Wind Arch North Star.
Raise a glass today with the same smile, a few warblers and Hongbin.
Bu Yun Guo Qin Hua Jia zi shou
He Zeng saw the whole cattle under the knife, and his fame in the world has not yet ended.
There is no new armor in the dream of travel, and the future is still rich in spring and autumn.
Transmit the sun and moon to leave a good sentence, shrink Qiankun to the small building.
Bai Xueying's pen is still healthy, and the altar is struggling to rely on Wu Li.
Stay at Reclining Buddha Villa
The guest window is near the ancient temple, and there is no trace of dust tonight.
The room is illuminated by green lights, and the road is long and yellow leaves are sealed.
The west wind sounds the Dharma drum, and the Big Dipper hangs a Zen bell.
Only after dawn, the tranquility will no longer meet.
Tomb of Sun Chuanfang
The cemetery was lonely on the mountain, and the blood was splashed with Buddha at that time.
The five provinces have been sincere, and what about the reputation of a hundred years.
The green cliffs are towering and cold, and the yellow leaves are full of sins.
If it is a human world, Jiuquan can still sue Yan Luo.
Tomb of Liang Qichao
In the botanic garden, the loess slope, the bow has been long and sinking.
Kyushu's great plan is hated by thousands of years, and a generation of wizards grinds everything.
Mr. Nanhai fled for his life, and the Beiyang government misled many people.
And the dream of saving the country before life is transformed into a long wind around the green ke.
Visit the Chrysanthemum Exhibition of Beijing Botanical Garden
Thousands of reds and purples bloom in three autumns, and Baihui can be called the first class.
The clouds flew in a foreign land with Zhenzi, and the wind blew incense and dreams all over Shenzhou.
I am glad to see the florist renovate the appearance, and I am tired of hearing the poet give me old sorrows.
Picking chrysanthemums in the east fence of heaven and earth is small, and Tao Ling is summoned to clean up the praise.
Cry Mr. Huang Doxi
Looking back on the day of the poem, my heart is empty.
I also know that my sideburns are changed, and I hope to have a cup of drink.
Bad news came to the north of the sky, and the fountain of tears flew to Hainan.
The heroic spirit hugh is gone, and tonight can be a long talk.
He celebrated the 70th anniversary of the founding of Yunnan Nationalities University
In the past seventy years, many nationalities have forged a great word.
The wind and clouds are more condensed, and the rain and dew are high in the sky.
The Erhai Sea is sparkling through the HanHai, and the water veins of Yaochi Lake are connected to Dianchi Lake.
The southwest and northwest are competing together, and the peach and plum are frequently pouring at this time.
2022 Beijing Winter Olympics
The fire is long and the stars are burned, and the athletes leap to the competition.
Zhangjiakou has a thousand-year dream, and China's heart is full of love.
Fly up and jump off the platform to rush to the blue, stretch out the snow pole to walk the elite.
The five rings join hands and then spread laughter to the future.
Xin ugly Chinese New Year's Eve
In order to avoid the loneliness of the new crown, the luminous cup is full of pan-flavored mash.
The spring color of the Eastern Jun is separated by thousands of miles, and the snowflakes in the western region are added to the second hair.
Has been praised this year, intends to quit rough and proud from tomorrow.
The fathers and elders of the hometown are like asking each other, and they do not live up to the high stars of the Tianshan Mountains.
Watch the opening ceremony of the Beijing Winter Olympics on TV
Embrace the friendship and welcome the guests with fireworks and shoot bulls.
The snow color is three winters and the exotic land, and the ice heart is out of the gods.
The national flag is passed in unison, and the torch is burned skillfully.
After all, this year's spring is good, and the athletes are like tigers competing in the wind.
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