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【Seven absolutes】Peony in the rain
Text/Lin Hai
The morning wind and rain wash the green mountains,
The sound of water in the ears.
The small courtyard peony flowers want to grow old,
Join hands in time to stand in the bush.
Peony listens to the rain
Peony listens to the rain leaves contain crystals,
The first bloom of new flowers is from Wanying.
Do not wait for the East Wind to taste,
The place of affection is very sentimental.
【Seven absolutes】Peony
Listen to the rain pavilion side has twilight spring,
Peonies have bloomed through the dust.
Mo Yan April colorless,
Field farmers look for dreamers.
【Seven absolutes】Peony facing the wind
For whom the peony is planted,
Listen to the rain pavilion side opening.
Talented in the true color of the world,
The windward smiles and sends incense.
【Seven absolutes】 Like the bougainvillea of butterflies
Triangle plum blossoms are related to the world,
Bright red like butterflies reflecting the blue sky.
Leisurely raise grass to satisfy the heart,
It's like a beautiful dancer dancing in front of you.
【Five absolutes】Flowers fall
Parting with a broken heart, amphibian hatred is not yet in place.
The people near the window are gone, and the flowers are desolate.
[Seven absolutes] no obstacles
The heart is not hindered by the wide heart,
Snow moon wind flowers are originally happy.
Reading all the good things in the world,
Vulgar dust far away I drunk on the bar.
【Seven Absolutes】Taihe
One side of the jade mirror embedded in the human world,
Taihe Clear Lake Taihe Mountain.
I don't feel that the dusk can sit for a long time,
The common heart is even idle with the white clouds.
Taihe Lake: Qingtian, Zhejiang
[Five absolutes] Dreams are hard to guess
The peach trees bloomed in the spring, and the beauties did not come.
The sky is setting in a hurry, and it is difficult to guess how to dream.
【Seven absolutes】Peach blossoms fall
Growing older and more sorrowful,
The peach blossoms fall non-stop.
The East Wind also relieves the bitterness in the heart,
Random flying red kiss forehead.
【Seven Absolutes】 Spring Breeze
Sunny clouds and willow branches,
In the afternoon, the slanting sun enters the hospital pavilion.
Where to send a few worries,
The spring breeze is still calm.
[Seven Absolutes] Old Farmer
An old farmer on the slopes of Bicao,
Ploughing cattle operate soil mud pine.
When I was painstakingly reading a thousand volumes,
Today's peace of mind is hidden.
【Seven absolutes】Rustling light rain
Grass soft grass color green,
Rustle a little rain together who listens.
The red face is more beautiful than the peach blossom,
Dreaming like a dream and refusing to wake up.
【Seven Absolutes】Mountain Residence
Trail Trail Shore Willow Rouge,
Kaoru is drunk to dispel sorrows.
The New Year must be cherished,
Mo waited for the flowers to shed tears.
【Su Mu Sha】Tang Yu
Willow hanging strips, warblers dancing.
Flowers are scattered in the forest, and the shadows contain smoke.
Waterfront Tangyuan Wonderland Road.
A township bridge, a pleasant and slow walk.
Look at the clouds, skyline crossing,
One-year-old Shao Guang, good dreams are now on a pilgrimage.
Harbor water babbling in the distance,
Reflecting the clouds, it also made the gods jealous.
【Seven Absolutes】After the rain, tang yu
Sidu Port Water Pearl,
After the rain, the soup is full of blue waves.
What's so fun about drunken township bridges?
The first rising crescent moon wine is added to the pot.
Tang Yu: Qingtian Sidu
【Tianjing Sha】Tang Yu
The soup is warm and floral, and the swallows on the bank are both.
Sit fishing feixia liuyang.
Ripples. Sidu landscape scenery.
【Seven Absolutes】Tang Yu's daughter Hong
Every time you see a nongqiao mu wine cup,
Tang Yu can be drunk daughter red.
The township bridges meet and seek the way,
Talk about life with each other in laughter.
【Five Absolutes】Tang Yu
The harbor water reflects the blue sky, and the dust does not recognize the immortals.
Tang Yu bridged over, falling ink drunk spring smoke.
【Yukako】Tang Yu
The harbor water is babbling, a touch of flowing light.
People go to the small farmer's house in Tangyuan.
The road is surrounded by water, and the mountain is covered by clouds.
A warbler, a slope tree, a village flower.
Township Bridge Pavilion, three glasses of village wine.
Suddenly, the wind and rain mixed.
Into the fairy scenery, the wind moves the branches.
And sing mountain songs, drink mountain wine, taste mountain tea.
【Five absolutes】Golden Rooster
The peak surrounds the morning smoke, and the golden rooster goes straight up to the sky.
Borrow a few clouds and rhyme a strange article.
Jinji: Jinji Mountain, Qingtian Sidu
【Five Absolutes】Golden Rooster Purple Mist
The sea and clouds are in the sky, and the hillside is full of cuckoos.
Where the golden rooster is found, the purple mist surrounds the eyes.
Jinji: Jinji Mountain, Qingtian Sidu
【Seven Absolutes】Golden Rooster Cloud Sea
Climb up the golden rooster and look around,
From the heart to the poem.
The morning smoke has dissipated lightly,
The sea of clouds is vast and easy to put on a boat.
【Seven Absolutes】Golden Rooster
The golden rooster is on top of the white clouds,
The Purple Mist Immortal Soul is in the same vein.
The blue bird sent a message from heaven,
By whom the wise man is happy to climb.
【Seven Absolutes】 Read Huainanzi at night
Look up and it's three more nights,
Exhausting curiosity is fun.
The shadow of the lone lamp is still the appearance,
Every sigh in front of the book is an old scholar.
【Seven Perfections】Self-enlightenment Zen
The past is like smoke and thoughts,
Peach blossoms compete in front of the window.
Floating clouds do not whisper red dust,
I have taken advantage of the breeze to enlighten myself.
【Seven absolutes】Moon hanging branches
Grab the spring breeze to taste the incense,
Peach blossoms bloom in the front hall.
Friends visit dusk wine,
The moon hangs branches as a bed.
【Seven absolutes】Peach blossom drunkard
Drunken peach blossom drunkard,
Kitayama Senkyo Manjuzan.
Floating clouds gently swaying in the spring waves,
Go back and forth with the flat boat.
Beishan Qianxia Lake: Qingtian, Zhejiang
【Seven Absolutes】Beishan Thousand Gorges
Beishan Qianxia and many bays,
Ben is a spring light March face,
The rain hit the peach blossoms floating all over the ground,
Old feelings are back.
【Seven Absolutes】The scenery of a thousand gorges
The scenery of the Thousand Gorges is under the eyes,
Kitayama has to travel together.
Peach blossoms are content,
The bright moon is like a pot to relieve worries.
Beishan Qianxia Lake: Qingtian, Zhejiang
【Seven absolutes】Ten miles of peach blossoms
A leaf light boat clear water lake,
There are no fish jumping in the waves.
Morning smoke rises hazy far away,
Ten miles of peach blossom scenery is special.
【Seven Absolutes】Qianxia Lake
Spring light Qianxia Lake,
Peachy Winding Path side by side.
Mimosa whispered and bowed his head,
Flower dyed green silk a beautiful picture.
【Bu operator】Bishui oblique sun dwarf
Flowers bloom in Qianxia Lake, and the blue water is slanted and the sun is low.
The waves of flat boats are faintly smokey, and the purple swallows are perched with clouds.
Young people do not know spring, but they are harmed by spring light.
Flowers bloom again in spring, and make good expectations.
【Five absolute】North Mountain
There is no need to worship the gods and immortals, and the flowers open the pen to make strings.
The scenery of the Thousand Gorges of the North Mountain, the peach trees smoke in the spring.
【Bu operator】Ten mile peach blossom
Spring is just green, and there are warblers that are fast.
Ten miles of peach blossoms and thousand gorges lake, double butterflies dancing colorful.
Floating light boats on the surface of the water, outside the oblique sun and clouds.
Looking for where the beauty is, the tears are delayed.
[Laughing Order] A few peach blossoms
Like fire. Like fire. A few peach blossoms bloom.
Why should we send incense, the wind blows through the broken intestines.
Intestinal breakage. Intestinal breakage. Spring has blown away.
[Jiang Chengzi] The moon's shadow is faint
The moon shadow is still faintly dreaming of people. The vulgar heart burns, and the wine is difficult to warm.
In front of the small building window, a peach blooms in spring.
Xu is thinking back to the same night, only left, lock the firewood door.
【Jiang Chengzi】 Shadow of the night
The wind blows and the flowers fall on a lonely lamp. Rain like beads. Lobi Lake.
Sit and look out the window, drunk and empty.
Until three more sleep, hungry, looking for the future.
[Jiang Chengzi] silently clings to the window
Silently clinging to the window. Old feelings. Guess what.
That year was parted, and I always looked forward to the king's coming.
When I fell asleep, I was also shocked, a glass of wine, and tears.
Listening to the Wind Chimes
Peonies are red with buds.
Dusk, east wind.
The sun is warm, the breeze is soft, dreamy.../
Under the old eaves,
With you, lean on it and enjoy the sunset red.
Listening, the wind chimes clang, the heart melts.
The chanting of the years, the feeling of tranquility, the wine cup.
The murmur of time, the taste of gentleness, the appeal of affection.
Dress, wind moving. /
You and I, even if we don't say anything,
Can you understand?
Isn't it, it's going to feel very good?
Who dreams of butterflies? An old man. /
"Butterflies Stop Stomping"
Dark clouds cover the sky. Butterfly dance flower room.
Peony, looking up at the distant mountains. /
Suddenly, the wind and rain stopped fluttering.
The birds are not noisy. Flower residue. /
Pen and ink, the waves of the sea of the heart,
Spring events, the loneliness of endless dust dreams,
Sigh a little, mourn a little,
It doesn't help the loneliness of melancholy. /
Spring twilight, people like falling red incense,
I didn't have time to speak the language of my heart,
I didn't even have time to sigh...
Too much has not been done, and everything has turned into green smoke.
What remains is a petal of peony that has fallen to the ground. /
"Lost in the Heart Lake"
Old houses, ponds, bluestone paths.
In the gentle drizzle, the old trees are facing the wind.
It seems so warm, nostalgic, and simple. /
Spring breeze, through the red dust world,
Confused by the innocence of the past, confused by the lake of the heart.
Those who are related, thousands of miles apart, will eventually guard.
People who have no luck, even if they are close at hand, are like a strange road. /
Missed the sunrise and can wait,
Missed the blossom and can come again,
Missing the heart is eternal suffering.
The wind blows old trees.
People, messed up the heart lake. The bluestone slab path can no longer be found. /
"Sun Halo"
The midday sun, hanging in the sky.
The wind of late spring, dancing sycamores.
The sun, suddenly, became hazy.
Who drew a round rainbow? /
Nong wong.
The footsteps in the countryside are hurried.
afraid. afraid.
The white rainbow pierces the sun, and the evil dragon comes out of the hole.
Ice freezes the sun. /
Farmer, look up at the sky,
I accidentally fell and my whole body hurt.
Nie Zheng, Jing Ke...
Faint from time to time, female gurudwara. /
The midday sun, hanging in the sky.
It turned out to be a dream.
2020/4/24
Self-Indulgence! 》
Spring breeze, fields, a few yellow orioles on the branches.
The crow, incessantly explaining, hated it to the extreme.
The magpies kept sounding, announcing the good news.
This world, not all people,
Can understand you. /
Some people cherish it, and some people count it.
Some people trust, some people doubt.
You think you're good?
People who hate you, hate the same.
No matter how well-intentioned you are.
Those who slander you, think you are only for fame and fortune.
The mouth of others has nothing to do with you, why bother. /
The better you do,
The more talk and death, the more precedent there is.
Life, already very tired,
Why look at someone else's face? Why be relative?
Don't explain yourself to others,/
Magpies, crows, orioles.
They, they all have their reasons.
Spring breeze, fields, self-indulgence, people are fascinated. /
"The Misery of Falling Flowers"
If you say, the rain of clarity,
It was a series of tears of thought, speechless.
I think, the rain of the valley rain,
It must be the last reunion among the flowers.
Rain, wet eyes of thought,
Rain, the poem that moistens the thoughts,
Long pavilion pity, parting long brigade. /
The rain of the valley rain,
It is the reluctance of the twilight spring,
It is asami's covetous fascination that speaks of emotions.
Spring is gone,
The wind can't take away the misery of falling flowers. /
In my eyes, there is a fading back,
Memory, blurring the line of sight, unable to see the road clearly.
I can only think,
Folded into a boat full of thoughts,
Placed in the heart lake of dreams. /
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