Liu Maoheng, pen name Tamariu, male, Tujia family, Hubei founder, born in the third month of the first month of August, retired teacher, Chinese Poetry Society, Hubei Poetry Society, Enshi Prefecture Poetry Association Society, Member of Ba Culture Research Society, Member of China Wolf Society, Fond of Writing, Random Graffiti, Did Not Achieve Positive Results, Sometimes There Are Prose Lines in Periodicals, Published in the Collection of Grammatical Poetry "Tamarix Wind", "Tamarinus Poetry Copy", has won various poetry competition awards several times, and is praised by today's poetry circles as "digging out wonderful sentences from the soil", "following Tao Yuanming, Meng Hao, and then, With a fresh and elegant tone, he fills the lack of human fireworks in contemporary pastoral landscape poetry" pastoral poet. Poetic view: The ultimate in language is ordinary, and it is necessary to seek the realm in the plain.
The day after Gengzi's first ambush, it was the scene
The mountain village is covered with white fog, and the vision is confused.
If you do not distinguish between heaven and earth, it is difficult to dispel sorrow and hurt.
The new crown has not ended, and the torrential rain is crazy again.
In the robbery, there is no other worry, only sorrow and wine.
Seven torrential rains in early May
Suspected of being a celestial mouth, the Milky Way poured out.
Flash floods are like wild horses, and lightning is wrapped in thunder.
Bear with looking at the grass seedlings, but smell the village women mourning.
After crossing the Gengzi robbery, fate is on the high stage.
Secluded capriccio
Quiet living place, surrounded by green trees.
The summer breeze is scattered in the forest, and the cool breeze is coming up.
Often pity the city heat, as if listening to friends mourn.
Why not close the mountain, the same will be a good situation!
Title Luo Han Bamboo
Life is super strong, planted with Dachang.
The root whip drills the gap, and the bone joint is unusual.
Na Qi is proud of hair, and the sperm nourishment period is prominent.
Don't look at the short body, get the momentum and go crazy.
Former bamboo garden
Earlier, the father planted it, and it was nearly ancient and rare.
The branches and leaves are shaking weakly, and the rhizomes are controlled by edges.
The heart dwells in the corner, and the wind starts the silk string.
After the distractions are emptied, idle look at the thousands of wisps of smoke.
Friendly
Embracing each other, the village is happy to fly, and the sleeves are tied up to complain about violation.
Flowers are enjoying the wind and moon, and the courtyard is gossiping and avoiding right and wrong.
Hand caressing the green basket sighed that the leaves were thin, and the love of Cuibai spared the fat.
Natural objects in nature, set off compatible with the common sun glow.
A Chronicle of the May of Gengzi
The all-night rainstorm hit the heart, and the wild water was unstoppable.
Fertile soil drifted athletics changed, and the gutter collapsed and the grass slag floated.
The diversion is more seen in the torrent, and the place knows the earth and worries.
Imagine the bustling city, the song hall dance hall Zheng Sheng rou.
Today is love
Alone in the mountain bay does not feel lonely, the cicadas and birds whisper around the firewood.
Warm wine and fragrant ink, meat and vegetables.
Occasionally, people pass outside the car door, hoeing between each ridge.
Although the belief in diligence-oriented, lazy poultry lazy pig raising.
Nian Guan Thought
During the Gengzi years, it rained in the rain, and it was difficult to fight disasters and rescue crops.
The pastoral harvest god is tired, and the mud and rocks are running and the ears are whistling.
The skin of his hands is thick and itchy, and his body is like playing a kite.
Friends often ask why this is so, and the bitter fate is born early.
Early Autumn Diary
A burst of rain filled the sky, and the slightest coolness was on the plane tree.
The morning light reflects the greenery, and the twilight is faint red.
Hot to see the irritable dog in the shade, cold outside the wind.
The autumn water has become 30% cold, and the summer arrogance is gradually losing its work.
A thousand poems
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