【Poetry Yearbook】
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About the Author
Gao Chaoxian, Ganpo Sanren, ancient and rare old people, used to write poetry for fun, to theoretical research as fun. Occasionally, they have fun time with prose, stories, fables, etc.
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Quatrains
Navigation lights
Between the storms and obstacles, the total work is idle.
Send a thousand sails away, lonely waves in the cold.
scarecrow
Majestic pulls the big ride, and keeps idle all day long.
In the breeze of the sleeves, it is nothing more than a person.
When the persimmons are red
In the closed courtyard with heavy walls, lanterns are hung on the branches.
Self-proclaimed silent sparrow, straight to the autumn to winter.
shrimp
The sharp sword must be long and serious, and the people are everywhere.
How many high-ranking guests in the world, why not learn to be a person from shrimp.
Woolly chestnut
The body is covered with thorns and only called hair, and the smile often opens to Bixiao.
People sitting in the mountains and forests do not know each other, and they are at ease in the depths of the countryside.
Five laws
Stalagmites
Where Mangjiao was born, the color of the happy color is different.
Knowing the spring is budding, the stone is broken and calm.
The lake is wide, and the roots invade the valley.
In the Jiangnan Lingxiu, the strength of the knot pulls out of the long sky.
Rats
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Last night's cage was in trouble, and the morning came to catch and release prisoners.
Crossing the street is shouting and beating, and entering the room is steep and sad.
There are so-called gentlemen, fame in the habit of stealing.
Do not indulge in evil in words and deeds, and stay before the Buddha.
Wangjiang City
Disaster came to China, and Jiangcheng was only cold.
Ask Mei Feng has been broken, looking for the flute moon first.
The news of life and death, the boat and car went to not return.
Want to chase the yellow crane near, the heart is in the Vulcan Mountain.
Seven laws
Zhan Shao Mountain
The quail flowers are also weaving Shaoshan wishes, and the relics museum is deeply felt.
Manglu walked to the founding of the country, and wrapped his shirt around the hearts of the people.
Coarse tea light rice plate meal shallow, cold mattress cold lamp leakage at night.
The most common payment account, clear as a mirror today.
Spring to Jinggangshan
Every sunday and day, Jinggang Spring, water leaping mountains are different and new.
Ben Fu's feelings greet the rising sun, and the people are happy and energetic.
The pine waves are stirring the flag, and the whistle is still frequent.
The cradle of single love is even the dream of the country, and the rhododendron is red and kunlun.
Awarded the "Glory in the Fifty Years of the Party" commemorative medal
Blazing with praises to the heavens, badges and tears on the chest.
A lifetime of a thousand heavy waves, a hundred years of loyalty for fifty years.
Raise your fist again and take a vow to relive the passion of party history.
The word glory comes from a heavy origin, and the mission also urges the old man to whip.
Wild lotus
The deep pool has no owner to fragrance, which pipe of basil as a wall.
The heart is proud of the frost in the morning and the moon is cold, and the soul sleeps in the night.
The mud and jade bone dust is stainless, and the rain washes the red face water with fragrance.
The lotus calves in the dusk, and the cattle are always herded according to the feelings.
Wild chrysanthemums
The thorny hazel bushes are everywhere, and the clusters are as bright as the sun.
Thick branches bear heavy dust, and fine leaves shake the moon shadow obliquely.
The road is desolate and humble, and the makeup is unique.
Good looking unfinished color, righteous qi long stay is this flower.
Wild plums
The snow ridge ice cliffs are not worried, and they rely on the rain and wind.
Han Xiang alone accompanied the pine cypress, and the haoqi blew down the bullfight.
The road is sparsely populated with the world, and the mountains and rivers are far away from laughter and vengeance.
Don't strike Lin Hejing at the edge of the fence, and remove the cage more freely.
Yong Ho
It is the new dawn red, amorous bias towards light and thick.
Ling Bo shadow moved xiangfei water, and the incense floated over the female style.
The sound of the stream is like a sound, and the moon is like the sky at night.
People talk a lot of mud and resentment, and they don't know the fate of the past and the future.
Untitled
The rise and fall of the national road is quietly observed, and the shame and honor and humiliation are bitter.
Gun smoke can breed exiles, and it is difficult to provide for the prosperous officials.
Reading old sores and poems of hatred, worrying about new diseases and writing cold hearts.
Shushan Sword Road has no extravagant wishes, and it is a great joy to step on the right to break the money.
Hanging Qu Yuan
The Dragon Boat Festival's river flows to the end, and there is water in front of the court.
Lang Wulong still smells the paddle, and the wind moves pepper orchid alone to listen to the song.
Since ancient times, there have been few eunuchs and eunuchs, and so far they have been greedy for more than one husband.
It is difficult to read the love of the night, for fear of torturing the wronged souls again.
Title old electric fan
The face is fierce, and the sound is like a cow.
Only pity PuYe thousand years tired, also called air conditioning a day shy.
It is difficult to blow up and down, and things are called summer and autumn.
Yan Liang hid in his heart, did not shake his head and did not nod.
Tour Beijing Grand View Garden
The Pavilion pavilion is everywhere, and the flying red and dark fragrance floats.
In the book, I once knew Ning Rong Mansion, and the painting is now Dengbao Dai Lou.
A volume of village dialect true learning, full of garden scenery fake wind.
The door lion is clean and clean, not the old stone.
ancientry
Three Gorges Trip
The dock array boat steps into the cloud river, the cliff flat lake is connected by a wave, the door is opened to red armor, and the poetry leads me to the top of the gorge. I asked the gorge what to expect? The peaks floated on my feet, holding hands where the white salt was hopeless, and the bashan Shu water was closed. The gorge is high and a line is cut, the xiongguan is half open, and the hundred rivers and years of water are unbearable, and the door is scrambled day and night. The peaks of the seat gorge are majestic, the peaks are towering in the ancient source wind, bowing to the best of the table, and the people's servants are Wanshan Pine. Fengjie is well-known for its virtues, the Ba people have been spreading fire for a long time, Biao Bingruo asks about current events, and qingshi capitalization is immigration. A cloud opens ink, The white waves of Nagisa Qingsha are light, the leaves are wet and the river is poetry with rain, and The willow qingqing is always concerned. Ren is in the mountains and rivers in the heart, karma lifting buildings are deep, poetry oranges are enough to sound the world, rich tourists step by step. The peak of the gorge sends me infinite affection, I want to return to God to chase away, Kunpeng after all, between heaven and earth, mustard has a shallow heart: I want to take over Shenzhou, helpless apes cry, ancient and modern parting is always sentimental, light boats are full of nostalgia; I want to seize Xiao Han, Shu Dao does not see the coming day and half, the six dragons return to the sun and the dragon returns, and the heavenly road greets me with chaos. I look at the jade belt of the west with a thousand years of water, and the backbone of the Chinese spine is the back; I look at the east to xiongguan waves, calm and fearful!
Reading Fang Zhimin's "Poverty Alleviation"
Huaiyu Mountain head is windy, the iron prison is heavy and the iron window ink; the liver and gallbladder are hanging in the mirror, and a piece of "Qing Poverty" is a cavity of blood. One cavity of blood is true, and one cavity of blood is written of Zheng Zheng bone. "When a high official has no money", poverty is like a gun to the enemy. In the past, I read "Poverty" with affection, and the words were like fire. Guns and bullets rained for decades, Xiongguan Mandao Yin Yin blood; butcher knife rack under the heroic, do not heavy head heavy death festival. No matter how much the children of poverty know, the revolutionary spirit will never die. One reads the head flying snow, and then reads "Poverty" with sadness. Why is the spring breeze all over Shenzhou, but there is a heart-wrenching rotten smell. Jun does not see money and power trading to buy officials and sell officials to the sky, and Jun does not see that the official hamster is greedy and tireless like a scorpion. Yu did not dare to sing about poverty on the same day, and Yu could not bear to cherish the martyrs under the neon tree. The years have not stopped, and reading "Poverty" is intense. The tiger and the fly came movingly, and a thunder swept north and south. The thunder broke through Chang'an Avenue, and the thunder directly hit Huai Anguo. And look at "when the official has no money", several people are not full of dirty money and color! Woohoo! For a long time, I did not listen to the sound of dysprosium flying in the sky, and now I like to see the west wind sweeping the yellow leaves straight down. Money power trading is a different kind, and officials are not for the people, why should there be a country? Who are the parents of food and clothing, and who is responsible for not fixing the country? The rolling Yangtze River does not change to flow east, "Qing Poverty" a song of ancient wind and moon!
Lushan Yin
Look at the hibiscus on the lake, and count the qingfeng peaks on the river. I live under the Lushan Mountain, and I am leisurely and heavy. Meaning Lushan Xiong, no intention to ask the sky; meaning Lushan danger, no intention to climb well. Ordinary life is only in the breeze, love Lushan Qianguqi alone. When the king is gone, the lotus pond is first chiseled up in the pure land, and the flowing water of the mountain is Xie Gonggong; the returnee is a pot of wine, and the eastern fence is drunk for a thousand years. The king did not see, the flow flowed down three thousand feet, above the Milky Way has not yet been counted; a pool of sludge is clearly distinguished, and there is a hundred generations of Ailian said. If there is an East Forest Spring, why stay in the West Forest Wall? Bold, imprisoned in Chinese New Year's Eve... The past is more than a thousand years, and the odd is in front of us. A few lu changed masters, all Mao Lu landscape; the front stele of the Qing Turbid Pavilion, Zhao faithful can be deceived. The sky is cloudy under the mountain, and the front of the mountain is foggy; when people talk about money, they only climb the high places. How sages are, and how holy are saints? Looking back at the peach blossoms, Lushan peach blossoms are stubborn; they are unwilling to follow the spring breeze and are only willing to marry in April. Those who go are not allowed to stay, and those who come are not to be sought; the clouds and mist look at Lushan Mountain, and the heavens and the earth are always leisurely. White clouds wrapped around my head and snow, verdant to see myself as turquoise. I came from Lushan, and I went to Lushan.
word
Fisherman Pride Gu Yu
Cuckoo sound smoke and rain, peach a few places sleep. The stalker is turned upside down. Childhood taste, every year always drunk in the heart.
I don't know the beauty of the new wave farmhouse, and the villages and villages often see heavy doors closed. What is the matter of abandoning farming and leaving the hometown? Money is unscrupulous, poor thrown to the spring haggard.
Asaka Tso township trip
The thatched hut was a young home, and several dreams were endless. The road leads to cuckoo in the forest, and the branches also sing mulberry.
Thousands of changes. The obsession has not changed, only Lan Xia. Water rejuvenates spring breeze willows, mountains heavy human face peach blossoms.
Wave Taosha Morning Practice Mountaineering to See fog with Ouyang Xiuyun
Last night I wished the east wind and got up early and calmly. Sudden fog filled the east of the city. If you don't see the heavy mountains and don't see the road, who can you go to?
The fog lock is only called Mao, and the sun is in the middle of the world. How can the top of the mountain be compared to the peak? Wait until the wind comes to sweep away the fog, and then look at the sky.
crooked
[Nanzhong Lu wisps of gold] sell watermelon
Watermelon, sell watermelon; watermelon is sold cheaply, good watermelon. Walking wind and fire, the living room is like a hot. There are watermelons that are hard to cool off. Yesterday a piece of eight, today eight cents eight.
【Front cavity】Watermelon, sell watermelon. Chai rice oil salt matter, and vinegar tea. From spring to summer, it is a home. Melon is difficult to sell one price a day. I don't know why, what can I do!
[Nan Xian Lu into the double tone Yin Ling] watch shadow puppet plays
The appearance is sound and colorful, and the next scene is worthless; a few threads are dark knots, and a few songs are learned. It turns out that the villain is finally skinny and boneless.
[Nannan Lu Jiangyue] expedition
Jiangcheng is fierce, the military situation is special, and the reunion festival of ten thousand households is clear. The epidemic situation on the Yanbo River is also absolute, the dream flies over, and the tears turn into blood. It is the hearts of the soldiers who are burning. Sweep away the snow and welcome me on a journey to the moon.
【Anterior cavity】Clinical life and death, how to say gun smoke? Wait for idleness to do yin and yang. The shoulder mission is the wind and bone, the calcination into steel, the fire into color. The soul of the cast army is stronger than iron. Hold my white clothes festival and sacrifice my youth blood!
Note: In the Puyi Qing version of the "Nanqu Jiugong Zhengyi", the fourth sentence "also" is a fixed word, called "rhyme under the brakes", and there is a saying that "the one who is the one who is right is positive and cannot be changed".
【Nanzhong Lu Wa Peng'er】 Looking at spring flowers
Mistaken plum blossoms, went to apricot blossoms, came peach blossoms, but asked whose house spring was? Year after year, spring is full of flowers. Unexpectedly, this evening, it is rare to climb branches, even under the eaves. Wangchunhua Xie a generation of white-clothed babies: children of parents, mothers and fathers of children.
【Nanzhong Lv Mantingfang】On the way to Xiangyang Meng Haoran Pastoral Forum on the high-speed rail
Winter solstice yangsheng, slight frost stained grass, light cold and light warm day. Hurriedly flew by, drawing new pictures outside the window. The high-speed rail sings a song and says that Xiangyang is poetic like spring. The emotion is still earnest, the forum is rising again, and the positive customers are gathered like clouds.
【Change of head】The natural color of the flower fragrance, the grass root style, the spirit of rain and snow. Who is the person who asks the poem? There is a deer gate. Also following the pastoral ground, the chicken has been prepared for the Sunny Village. Looking for the master, the old man Zhuang Shang, came to kiss the chrysanthemum.
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