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【Poetry Yearbook】
Lin Yatou "Sideways Collection" Xin Ugly Saved Manuscript
About the Author
Lin Yatou, formerly known as Xu Xiaofan, is a Chinese poet. Ju Hu, listen to the hua xie poetry platform editor.
【Xin Ugly Poetry Yearbook】 Lin Yatou Volume
Quatrains
Wake up in the morning
Ten thousand kinds of smoke clouds in the autumn, come back to the riverside grass leisurely.
He was strange when he was in the same snow, and he was once white-headed.
Listening to "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" felt That Wang Lihong was close to the past
A song can find the traces of a gentleman, the wind and snow of the country and the mountains roar the dragon.
Poor heroism, blowing down plum blossoms hate a thousand weights.
Congratulations Fang Ruolanjie's "Ande Feelings Like the Past" poems are selected
Linglong a volume of twenty-year words, wind and rain how many groans.
Flowers bloom in me, and it is the original intention not to change when I am old.
Summer occasional questions
The lotus flowers by the seat are good after the rain, and the Wen Tanuki is pregnant with both feathers.
Looking back at the pain in the world, Mo Ruo hid deep in the other shore.
Stroll by the water in summer
A lake of clear lotus first awakened, and the beauty was more pleasant to find.
How many sorrows and joys have become the past, and the flowers are still like the heart of that time.
Friends' birthdays
A few degrees away from the heavy mountains, the moon flowers shadow on the indigo clothes.
Whoever is drunk tonight will drink with him, and mo nian knows that the sound is rare in the world.
Self-grown roses are much less sensual than in previous years
If you ask why your feelings are old, idle as Qiong Pei is like a burning.
Xi Jun's heart is the same, why is this spring seven points less.
Over the Taoyuan tip
The car has not stopped the heart has been reverie, who cut the red brocade to the end of the world.
Aoyama is also an infatuated guest, alone with a kind of flower.
Passing through taizhou immortal residence
Qingming dissolves into a free body, and the bamboo stick moss steps flood into spring.
To the end of the eye is not tacky, a flower and a grass is a tall person.
Pin Xian Ju Bayberry Wine
Earthly laborers who are not alone, Sanskrit Buddha Sea forgets the micro body.
Hua Fei I was drunk and laughed and called a female husband.
After the apricot moon is planted with flowers
The immortals were not interested, except for the poetry book, which recognized the tea alone.
Blue-eyed has never been the best, a hedge of spring-colored orchids.
Xin Ugly began on the night of the twenty-fourth day of the first month
Thrush is like a mountain man in the moon, and the book case Lan Kai is different.
In order to have a poetic heart spring to sleep enough, allow him to work hard this year.
Wing Shui Narcissus is based on Shi You's brother rhymes
Plum blossom friends look great, and the shadow is suspicious of the white moonlight.
On the other side, listening to the spring water far away, Guess Qing is also not returned.
Xin Ugly made after watching the fireworks
A flash of color and speechless boasting, not returning to the end of the world.
As far as you can get away from the hate situation, don't have feelings for the night to explore the flowers.
Miss the lunar eclipse under the Xin Ugly Yuan Festival
The belt wandered and fell into the wood smoke, and I was like a mountain ghost in the night like Zen.
He has never been alienated from Wei Mingyue and has been attached to He Lao for six hundred years.
Xin Ugly New Year's Day passed through Geling Wonderland
Years of hard work for a while, Geling Qingqu cane to plan a tour.
The sound of bamboo roared, and he also recognized the wind from Ohno.
Ugly Mid-Autumn Festival over the baked cake ancient road
Jiangnan autumn color water clouds are long, and there are different sides of the long and lonely hong.
Return to the hidden place of the lying mountain people, and I will also have a clear light when I open the xuan.
Mourning family cat fairy fairy little friend
After all, the living beings returned home and accompanied the building for a while.
The autumn water is as clear as a fairy friend's eye, and I see plum blossoms in the early spring.
Visit peach blossoms at night
It is said that the Wuling flowers have bloomed, and I want to visit Chuntai from the book case.
It was already dusk, and the bright moon came to me first.
Night exploration plum blossoms sent deep south
After visiting Bingqing several times, the letter was already known and not shocked.
Han Chu sent a message with a deep heart, and there was warmth in someone's place.
Ryoyu Ume yoseishi yuu brother
At night, the night is quiet and worshipful, and the wind and bones are like stars and moonlight.
I said that there is a place of comfort in the world, and I have a few gentlemen who recognize strange incense.
Xin Ugly walked alone on the night of the twelfth son of the twelfth month
Sighing at the many festivals of the Sun, the bright moon between the flowers has just come.
Yingchun's mind was unprepared, and the red clouds of a thousand trees had already opened.
Xin Ugly woke up in the morning of June 24
For a lifetime, he eventually lost a lot of responsibilities, and left home early to learn Fengluan.
Oh my parents are less together, and I dream of waking up to see.
Xin ugly nine nights do not sleep
Du Ruohua opened the smoker window, and over the years Xi Jing went to Chongyang.
Watching the clouds disperse by the chrysanthemum, a ghostly white moonlight.
Another
Temporarily resting on the mountain and rushing, the flowers in the small garden are like red eyes.
The rain on the road urged the car to be sent, and it was not allowed to let Gao Tang Li Zezhong.
Autumn Depth
Hi I love nature, long sky autumn rain like smoke.
Jiangdong flowers know how much, still this year is like last year.
Brother Shi You sent a new photo of New Year's Day
The plum blossoms in the front yard are beautiful, and the color of the shadow brocade robe is new.
After the end of the temple, there is another spring in the valley world.
On the last day of work, my cousin had a lot of feelings
The colder the spring, the safer the road is.
From now on, as a fairy guest, a piece of poetry is hidden in a wide place.
There is a mail for the birthday of The Company
Jun pity the floating world is a few heartache, the other shore is helpless to look.
Perhaps the Six Classics should not be confused, and life should be peaceful against the journey.
My friend Xiao Lang's brother's birthday was sent
Looking back on the year, the old days of the world will be difficult to find.
Liangchen sent pine and Tsubaki to listen to the chanting of the mountain water.
rechristen
Gu I west window Gui Lusheng, cut off my old poetry title.
Once I stood on the banks of Xiao Xiang, I was like a cloud and a moon.
Occasional thoughts
Life confidant two or three three, winter to peach blossoms to reflect a pool.
Where the long feelings are hidden, the smoke and rain are faintly all over the jiangnan.
Take a winter morning stroll
I stood with the crab leaf on one side, and the smoke and light water moved the soft intestines far away.
Suddenly poetic is impossible to speak, in the end Zen heart is as clear as frost.
The Seventh Congress of the Poetry Society and the Rhyme of The Tree
The world is vast and lotus, and the phoenix outside the dust of Luoyang is singing.
The slow sound fell back to the end of the sky, stirring up the Xiling Wanli Wave.
Take a nap in the late winter
The plum blossom shadow enters the mule, and the heart is as quiet as Zhuangzi.
Smelling the sound of bo teeth, the tanuki nu probed the green qi.
Xin Ugly Didn't Sleep at Night
The world is covered with epidemic atmosphere, and the autumn returns to each city.
Think about how many things, one leaf and one cicada.
Four days before the Xin Ugly Qingming
Hui Ruo accompanied by tea edges, and the virtual hall made seven silks.
Mo doubted that his heart was too small, and he wanted pity on one person.
Five laws
Winter morning by the river
Whoever speaks in vain, spends thin water.
Knowing the depth of many diseases, Fei Qiong asked all the time.
Crab leaves are old before me, and maple leaves are nearly pavilion red.
How to relax the chest, the wind in the vast forest.
Autumn nights
Towards the twilight mountain without edges, the autumn wind night lights.
Words are a thousand things, and the heart hurts for one person.
Sorrow often loses the moon, and the scroll is not as good as the monk.
Thick and light thought for a long time, agarwood intermittently.
Send your friend Back home
In the spring of the sixth year, I went away and brushed my sleeves to hide my family river.
My way is tranquil, and the king is natural.
With the old library, tea is accustomed to bamboo forest frying.
Frost is precious, and Li Du is passed on.
Mid-spring nostalgia
What you ask for in a lifetime, you must cultivate the style.
Wall East Book Qu Song, Sill Outside sacrifice nest by.
The house is narrow because of the flowers, and the heart is the moon.
How many things hurt in the spring, the smoke and rain are leisurely.
Night visit plum blossoms
Late at night to explore Yuzi, Mo laughed at my madness.
Qing Ying must be drunk, and the micro lamp moves square inches.
Flowers are dreamed of because of what, and people know each other.
Count the places where there are many, and open five or six new branches.
Plums in the rain
Under the hesitation of Qingfen, Hu Wei came as a gentleman.
The lonely trail is still habitual, and the strange shadow is covered with moss.
Amorous guest outside the dream, a ghostly talent in the eyes.
Pray deeply for the wind and rain to go, and there are flowers in the small garden.
Sleepless
Pity the flowerers in the leisure time, and the old people come to see more intimately.
Su Xin is especially fond of the old, and Qi Dreams does not doubt God.
QinLi kai Mingyue, see the ancients in the book.
He was the year who remembered me, a case of water cloud body.
Xin ugly Liqiu
The clouds are faint and the autumn is near, and the wind stops the chrysanthemum.
In the midst of the years, the lonely Ziwei Building.
And catch the pen, who tim a child beautiful sorrow.
The atmosphere of the plague mourned all the people, and the whimpering water flowed east.
Autumn twilight returns
Outside the autumn water, the trail wanders alone.
The wood fell and leaked, and the clouds opened and the geese pushed.
The west wind thinks of the sea, and the red leaf asks when the plum.
In the smoke and dust, Chan Juan was drunk several times.
Karatsu Tang Flower And Bird Island Kozumi
Lying high and dust-free, the curtain opens three or five mountains.
The sea clouds rise with the waves, and the twilight rain is idle on the flowers.
Wading in fishing in the void, Fuqin Cangshi Bay.
The return trip smoke lock, just forget the world.
Seven laws
Mourning Master
Yu Wild Camellia is cold after autumn, and the vast mountains are full of sorrow.
Drifting down to the three cities of mercy and kindness, the Han Gate Sacred Path.
Bai Yu flew alone and pitied the guests, and the poor spring was crying and respecting the master.
An Zhi eaves dripped dream back to the place, Mr. Changqi yesterday's poem.
Early winter mornings to clear the day
Xi Hui faintly waved the smoke of the willow bridge, and a crane wandered in front of Lin Fan.
Xiang Qi's heart is silent, and he returns to the autumn water for a long time.
Yuan Fei was sick and singing wildly, and he realized that Gao Huai returned to his dream.
Ask me who will advise me for the rest of my life, Bixi snow shadow Qianqian.
The ancient city wall of Dengxi
The white umbrella clothes roamed upstairs, and the smoke of the homeland horse soldiers rested.
Xianyu pheasant swelled, and the old Guanhe River loomed.
And listen to the sound of insects intermittently, who sees the flowers fall and recognizes the drowning.
Where the king is now, the wind and color are boundless.
Send spring
A busy year and deep spring, old to lan window negative jade qin.
A few pieces of falling flowers returned to the guests, and the five clouds took shortcuts to the forest.
How the bright moon is often as old, how many deceased people are difficult to find.
When the sorrow is heavy, the west building looks at the water.
Xin Ugly fell asleep late on the second night of February
Picking chrysanthemums is hidden in the city, and a curtain of wind and color is boundless.
Non-Guan Night Quiet people can remember, and the spring is not long and compassionate.
The past is deep under the bright moon, and the darkness of the clear sorrow falls before the flowers fall.
In the poem, it is difficult to know the whiteness, and the mantle rolls the light smoke of the Jing River.
The Xuanwei sect disbanded the Sending Deep Nanyu Hall
Generally, the spring flavor is five clouds long, and he once avoided Xuanmen to collect algae.
The monastic monk listened to the night rain and forgot about the candle.
There are fewer feathers after the Mountain Farewell, and Jiang Zuo returns to the bright moon.
The flowers outside the building cannot be exhausted, and the water still flows to the east.
word
Autumn breeze clear
Autumn wind is coming, autumn sunset is chanting. The son has seen several times, and I pity the autumn water deep. Like smoke like a dream across the sea, a cloud and a month of labor.
WangjiangNan
One
Cherry blossoms fall, I stand by the noo bridge. The second wind piles red snow bones, the slightly dazed luan dances blue waves of smoke, and the ownerless thirteenth.
Two
Cherry blossoms fall, step by step. The shallow fish pearl pitied the latter choice, and the drifting water recognized the previous points. Nothing is as faint as a cloud.
Three
Cherry blossoms fall, smoke and rain a bridge deep. It is like a wild victory over the sea, and what is the cause is not suitable for finding as a dream, and the wind rises up in the forest.
Memories of Jiangnan
Winter is deep, independent in the plum edge. The old things are still faintly drifting in the snow, and the acquaintances are close to nature. Cold one person pity.
Winter is also deep, and the snow covers Chang'an. When the epidemic qi is dissipated, the wind and rain will disperse, and the people will be happy. Looking at the water and clouds are cold.
Hurt spring resentment
The rain is red, and the smoke is flowing. Empty singing recalls Wang Sun, who is new to the past to ask.
Dream back to the world of hatred, the bottom of the eyes flowers. Bi Yue crossed Jiangnan, counting this time, soft intestinal damage.
Xijiang Moon
At the end of the idle days such as the passing water, the cold flowers disturbed the West Building. It is difficult to repair in the human world, and the wind and frost are as old as ever.
The moon and the half of the blue are lonely, and the frost thick jade case is clear and sad. There is no reason to ask where to escape Zen, and Dao Haitang knows whether it is or not.
Mane Creek Plum Order
Xi Chun searched for Ye Ting and forgot his poetry. Zhapu smoke Hides Gull Heron, pair of fairy sounds. Guest Hugh negative piano.
Xingyuan flowers Mo Laoyin, drunk in the forest. Standing red and speechless, falling on the placket. The water clouds are deep and deep.
Minus Magnolia Reminiscence Alma Mater and Sender Ou Ge
Floating maple for several years, how much style and how much love. The spring rain is gentle, and the white song flutters up to the north building.
The sycamore tree is left, who is treating me with courtesy. Standing water thinking about the source, looking back at the cherry blossoms falling on the shoulders.
Minus magnolia
In a deep dream, the white magnolia blossoms gradually fall. Nine turns of soft intestines, thick and heavy curtain purple moonlight.
Back to the clouds like a phoenix, that season cold window who is with the same. Far water like a dragon, drunk I feel the February wind.
Butterfly Love Flower Yugo Birthday
The moonrise is on the other side. Looking back at the floating life, how much spring breeze is warm. Half of the world is stupid, and he does not hesitate to go far away.
There are vines in the wild and tidal areas. Meet Wu jun, the silver man is as shallow as ever. The day is unchanged, and the chrysanthemums bloom all over the deep courtyard.
Linglong Yu Ji Dream
Lan Zhi is yellow, the easiest, dark change of time. Slim eyebrows hate late, and it is difficult to expect frost. A few degrees of idle thinking about the shallowness of the sea, to the millennium of sorrow, the intestines cut off who groaned. Deep affection, passing through the world, like my heart.
Ask the Pengshan Suyue, there is a good night dream, and the reed banana piano. Dressed with the Son, it seems to have been, and he has not changed his original intention. Fighting for a thousand threads like willows, farther away, rain and snow, holding umbrellas Jiang Xun. Mo sober, to plum blossoms, cool moon white.
An autumn eyebrow Xin Ugly Frost Order illness Yu'er advised To lean on the sound of encouragement
The void hall is full of autumn and deep. The rain stops and the moon comes to the cold piano. Three thousand sorrowful wood rhinoceros knots, dark zero and one snow.
The cicadas should be miserable and clear. The distant mountains are heavy, and the old sorrows are not soaked. Tanuki Nu peeped at yan to disturb the air letter, and obliquely opened the ink plum seal.
Line kako
The past is like dust, a long scarf, and smoke marks on the cool moon of the West River. Floating and bitter, who is the lord and who is the guest. The shadows are faint, the mountains are ethereal, and the waters are muddy.
Outside the land sinker, idle and sad, let the autumn wind dim the flower door. Yaoqin three lanes, fragrant cold without cause. Remembering that month, then snow, then man.
Flowers songbirds, winds across the river. Wait until dusk for a few whispers. Looking back at the end of the day, I gradually felt the depth of autumn. To a pot of incense, a curtain, a piano.
Suddenly smoke and rain, three thousand sorrows, where to know the voice of the world. The distant mountains are still recognized, and the dreams are not found. Ask when the moon comes, go when the goose, this time the heart.
Fix the storm
After another round of time, the hedge flowers are small and fresh. The plum rain came and went at dusk, like Ru, and the wind turned his heart to whom Chen.
A few volumes of the small-print Lanting Book. The mountains are far away, and there is no poetry and no anger nearby. Last night in the dream of the opposite language, looking back, the courtyard of the lotus was sparkling.
Yu Meiren
Like the dust of the past, there are many worries, afraid of seeing lonely flying geese. Relying on each other and misunderstanding The total Guan Qing, in the end, looking at the moon across the clouds is half clear.
Over the years, I have gradually cultivated the Immortal Dao, and I have cleared my grievances and swept away the same flowers. The smoke and water on the side of the house are confused, not like the emotions of the time and the poetry.
As the wind is like the moon, the past is close to each other. The occasional dream upsets me, but the red dust is speechless.
The three views of the heretics should not be strange, and stay with the Qing Lotus solution. The world's fate is fixed to know a few sounds, and Mo asks who the water clouds and herbs are deep.
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