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Selected poems| a tree with new flowers and tender flowers, and several branches of rouge

Selected poems| a tree with new flowers and tender flowers, and several branches of rouge

"Throwing Music. Twilight Upstairs and the Wind of Sorrow

Text/Decline

The banquet was empty. Twilight upstairs with a sad wind.

A few old crows in the pine forest are exhausted, and the wine toasts the length of dusk.

Hateful "Neon Song", blown in the old tears of whoever it is.

"Drunken Autumn"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Colorful golden autumn five phoenix flying, carrying pot with friends drunk mountain door.

The fire maple and yellow birch are all as desired, and the chrysanthemums can be picked in the east hedge.

"Five Absolute Sea Souls"

Text/Enlightened

Fishing for shrews in the sea, light boats break the waves.

Toward the Xiaming Coast, Haiyan Nine Heavenly Songs.

"Autumn Hibiscus"

Hibiscus autumn light, still love hot summer.

Although the west wind is cold, it is like a shelley poem.

"Mid-Autumn Scene"

Text/East Side

The sound of cicadas faded into yellowing leaves, and the wind and clouds were cool in the morning and evening.

Can't bear the mess of the branches, and see Tao Ju proud and fragrant.

《New Autumn》

Text/Rabbit Wave

The wind moves the lake in autumn, and the smoke clouds cover the white sand gulls.

The green leaf habit is steamed up, and the blue sea is full of fire.

The sunset leaves the song idle, and the cicadas chant high and hang the hook at night.

Forget the thousands of beautiful scenery of the flower moon, and the Western Continent Qingming will look at it.

"Qinghai Mailang"

Golden autumn wheat waves ode to the good year, sunny days and winds full of fields.

Wipe the sweat and wave the sickle to collect the full ears, and sing in the air.

"Like a Dream Makes Empty and Empty"

Text/Deep Valley Youlan, Lin Er

Tearful eyes do not know the way back. Heartache with whom to talk.

Helpless to go to other places, suffering and loneliness.

Simu! Simu. Emptiness has a good time.

"Osmanthus Welcome"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Looking for the creek and rain, the leaves of the light cool breeze gradually yellowed.

Half a month away from the garden trees, the garden to enjoy the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

"Autumn"

Text/Sakura Dreams

The sunset is like a fire, and Feng Hong borrows the delicate display.

The breeze blows through a thousand layers of waves, trying to cross the auspicious clouds in August.

"Guixiang Autumn Meaning"

Wen/Chuanba idler

The leaves are colorful and the fragrance is flowing into the window.

The blue and purple of the floating eyes of the column, the white dew frost court chijitai.

"Picking Mulberries and Farewell"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Half a foot of red letter acacia full, moonlight cloister,

A hundred feelings are vague, and the past is leisurely and panicked.

Don't come from being dreamless, sleeping for a short time,

Leaning alone and desolate, how many inches of the twelve railings are injured?

"When the Flowers Fall: Sorrow"

A trace of crescent moon hangs in the west building, who leans on the autumn.

Life is no longer like the first sight, I want to stay in my dreams, and my dreams are still resting.

Looking back a few times hurting his arms, the years are long.

Acacia has long been consumed, full of hatred, on the heart.

"Seven Absolute Lotus Girls"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Take a boat to the lotus flower, whispering the moon shadow obliquely.

A smile and throw embroidery foil to explore the beautiful scenery of someone's home?

"Seven Laws: The 14th of September and the Cool Breeze"

Dancing butterfly incense side nine colors open, when lou cui willow co-flow cup.

The white bird of the pole head sleeps in the clouds, and the waves come to the shore.

Wanpai cool gold dew appeared, a thousand heavy jade rainbow urging.

The phoenix flowers fly on the surface, and want to transform the Milky Way as a rain medium.

"Pai Lu Title Zhao Jia Jiang Village Peach Blossom"

The dancing phoenix has new branches, and the green mountains have begun to flourish.

Spring light is everywhere, and the material atmosphere is noisy.

In the cave, the sun is beginning to fall, and the moon in the human world is easy to faint.

Amorous tears, laughter with incense marks.

Lonely heart, fragrant song accompanies the village.

Dan Rongsheng a promise, leng Yan must say?

"Seven Laws of Apricot Blossoms"

Xiangliu Lane is strange and real, and Suqu turns back to Canzuo Peak.

Ye Mengxian Lang was drunk, and Fang Zi was in love.

With the wind there are happy things, and the rain is greedy and not old.

A new tree is young, and the rouge is thick everywhere.

"Five Laws of Jiangnan Spring Moon Night"

The moon is smoking, and Jiangnan is good in spring.

Flying flower cage tired guests, clear shadows illuminate the ghost.

Shengjing Galaxy is near, and the famous building Yu Yuzhen.

Like a song and a wind and rain show, stand alone.

"Five Laws: Drama for Painting Girls"

Tiangao paints inside the line, and remembers the river city.

Willow dances before the flowers, and Lan Yi's pen leans to the bottom.

There are many gray hairs in sorrow, and there are floating life in dreams.

In the past, where the flying immortals were, the clouds opened and the snow was bright.

"Miscellaneous Poems of the Spring Day of the Year of Pai Lu Xin Ugly (Cow)"

The past is hard work, and the smoke is strange.

Drifting zero to support the dream shadow, laughing bitterly.

Go to the road to pray for Providence, and return home to remember the deceased.

Every joy is still accumulated, and drunk is self-reliant.

Yazhi is difficult to be like, and good talent is the most amiable.

Jia Ming is loved, and mo asks less about the spring.

"Nango One Cut Mei Listen to Ten Faces Ambush"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

In the middle of the night, the lute sounded, killing the cold clams and driving away the crows.

The moon reflects the light of the sword and the wind, spilling tears like flowers, spilling blood like flowers.

It can also be exaggerated, lamenting that Jiangdong is a step worse.

The ancient boy's heart is like iron, preferring to be royal and not to give up the Qing family.

"Nango Ichishe Mei Peng Mei"

Helpless to stand on the balcony, more lead the spring breeze to open here.

A window should be proud first, and the smile should also be, and the drag should also be.

Curtain asked who came, afraid of sour and sour talent.

Nothing to blow him three times, Ya also came to guess, and the custom also came to guess.

"Nango Ichishi Mei Qiuxing"

The rhyme is leisurely, and an autumn goose is high.

Take me thousands of miles of new words, the bard Xiao Xiao, and the Xiao Xiao.

Lan You couldn't bear it, and bought drunken Nanxiang to bend his waist.

Don't say that the heavens and the earth in the pot are small, autumn is also charming, and people are also charming.

"Nanxiang Yi scissors Mei Su Danzhou Forest Inn"

Cool leaks beat plantains, dripping autumn sound wet through the pipe.

Crickets hum old songs, listen boringly, sing boringly.

Tourists have a high trick to pace the east country to cross the bridge.

In the botanical garden, there are books, flowers are free, and people are also free.

"Nango Ichishi Mei Qiu qian"

Meet in the east of the ancient city, and the geese report that the weather is cool morning and evening.

In the rain in the gallery of the painting pavilion, the flowers can't stand the wind, and the guests can't stand the wind.

The twilight wine flag is red, and the revenge is only a cup.

Rain and clouds open the stars to send the moon, the lights and shadows are hazy, and the shadows are hazy.

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!

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