Chu Feng Star Cai Ping
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About the Author
Cai Ping, pen name May, Hubei Tuanfengren. Executive Director of Huanggang Poetry Society, Vice President of Tuanfeng County Poetry Society, Vice President of Huangzhou District Calligraphy and Painting Poetry Association, Executive Editor of Tea Village Poetry, selected as One Hundred Poets of Huanggang in 2019. There are awards for prose and poetry.
Drunken Flowers Seeking Plums
The most is the spring return scenery is good, plum garden Fangxin early. Lin Magpie noisy branches nest, play butterfly head around.
The front of the steps is light and windy, and the outside of the sill is red and pretty. The dark fragrance is faint. Idle and send water and clouds, dreams still exist, people are not old.
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Ukiyo-na can often be recalled. Take stock of your biography. On the way, people are meant to be in the mountains and rivers, and they are covered in red dust.
Self-pity is easy on the mirror face. To pick up the original intention. Mo asked to go to the future, Mo asked about cultivation, only asked the heart to be one.
Tasha Line, Looking for the Lake of Love
The willows are tender and the plums are blooming. Seek the ghost of love to sit by the railing. The arch bridge reflected the dry lotus, and the white gull flew over in shock.
Rejoice in the red dust, and cause and effect. It is difficult for me to walk the landscape. Once a vulgar mu yanxia, the new word is who to get?
Butterfly love flower drama period Junxi Mountain with plum appreciation
The blink of an eye is like yesterday. It's the end of the year again, and it's the Western Mountain Covenant. Look at the smoke wave up and down the river. The oblique sun dot dyes the Pine Wind Pavilion.
The other shore slowly walked in the shadows. When the plum blossoms, the branches are misplaced. Looking back, the monarch did not realize it. When to keep the promise.
Butterfly love flower plum blossom approx
Ten Mile Fang Fei went to the appointment today. Looking at the plum garden in the distance, a red color burned. Even the fragrance is like a drink, pleasant today in the Rue Xiang Pavilion.
The spring breeze of the competition is thin. Bees and butterflies are one after another, afraid to wait for Qiong Ying to fall. The sideburns are not full of style, and the depths of this love are not yesterday.
Butterfly Love Flower Linhu No. 13
After a slight rain of smoke clouds. The double swallow flies low, and the peony hangs its head slightly. Whoever abandons idleness for a long time, the small standing wind by the lake combs the willows.
Can a light rain ever remove disease and scale? Low eyebrow bending, but three mouths. Forty meritorious names have been fully recognized, and there is nothing behind them in a hundred years.
Dingfeng Bo · Macheng Mumu family small gathering to get the "mountain" rhyme
I want to go all over the mountain, but I will look at my heart. Huishe lifted the bottle and sat opposite, less than me. I only hope to return the home again.
Momentarily knowing three full, looking forward to. The same soup may not always be disgusting. Dreaming of the end of the world will eventually meet and accompany. A bottle of thin wine for a thousand years?
But the shop beautiful countryside line groans
Dingfeng Wave Humanistic Tourism Ma Jiachong
New scenery of The Jiumu countryside. Idle egret patrol in mid-air. The reservoir is quietly parked. Flower Dance. Four lions stand tall to protect the villagers.
Green water and green mountains hidden villa. Live with. Attracting businessmen and attracting capable people. Sleepy Taurus Zhao Fu Road. It's fun. Revitalization of townships and towns with new traces.
Dingfengbo National Civilized Village Pushu Dawan Village
The clear water babbled into the Green Pavilion. The trail of small lotuses is interspersed with clouds. Treading is afraid of frightening the goddess's dream. Heart. Flutter casually painted in the wear.
In the pond, the perch compete for the arch. Waves. Xianglian base is full of blue sky. The streamline should be quaint for residents. Leisure. The old man's sense of joy is only yuan.
Dingfeng wave · rural business card Lan Jiafa
The Wugui River is greeted by the Han Dynasty. Thousands of acres of chestnut flowers are scattered all over the sky. And to the shade of the ancient camphor. Expectations. Nostalgia pours out in an instant.
There was confusion in the air. Slow down. Hanlin Chong Li's old feelings. This year will change the new scenery. lament. The country business card begins with farming.
Ulin groaned
Qing Ping Le visit linjiangpu community perception
Ulin Post Road. Smell birds across the leaves. The villas are surrounded by green vegetables and welcome the new look of the community.
Policy guides relocation. Residents build homes together. In the past, the world passed by, and now the dynasty composes a chinese chapter.
Ching Ping Le Xinbu Rojo Chau Bridge
A river of love, idle clouds on the continent. The polar long sky ship is full, and the tourists are like swallows.
Magpies roam the trees to roost, and now there is a place to lean on. Shenzhen-Hong Kong dock traction, Ulin rise majestic.
Painting Hall Haruhi Koen Harunobu
The small garden is full of paths, and the magnolia petals are beginning to grow. White and red makeup shadow stands up, proud of red dust.
A prosperous past, not famous for the floating clouds. Tan Fang is not drunk, who is fighting with spring?
Broken line · Linhu Reminiscence Po Xian
A thousand acres of dark clouds are inked, and a curtain of poetry is fluttering. Leaving Love Lotus Incense to lead the distant guests, Jiang Liu Rou Ke fished for Xiao Yan. The rioter remembers the long duke.
The drizzle passed away one by one, and the old dream of Wutai remained. Asked for new words to find ancient crossings, the wild shore lonely boat sent a cold. Poignant love is at the water's edge.
Broken line, sitting alone in front of the window in the rain and sending people away
Don't idle after the fall, meet the rhyme and get away with it. The sound of rain outside the window is tens of millions, and there are one or two messages on the screen. It's a erotic wave.
Pukou yuyu fishing, poetry for the first time to try the cattle knife. Over time, when your hometown becomes your homeland, don't dream about a wine pouring. Where was there any escape?
Qingyu case · Xin ugly New Year's Eve listen to the rain
Embrace the spring rain without sleep. How to reminisce, flying flowers. There is no intention of competing for spring dew jealousy. Away from the shadow, Yingying jade tree, where the number of scattered can be counted.
Joy is suspicious for a long time. The dream was misty and speechless. Where life is not a hard journey. A bottle of thin wine, a few more acids, who can you spit on?
Man Tingfang · Early Spring Tour of the Willow Rock Village of the Lake of The Relic
The reeds are creeping, the silks are hanging, and the old nest warblers are singing new songs. Camellia is rich and colorful, and the bees and butterflies dance. But see the light soft grass tender, leaning on the railing to look, water duck Xingbo. Looking back, the stele in front of the corridor is a stone, and the words are given to the eastern slope.
Stay in the wind dew pavilion, wandering in the shadows, and chanting in the water. And wait for me, Mei Qianman dances lightly. Winter to spring, the wind is thin, unconscious, and the gap is like a shuttle. Warm storage, clean heart and mind, the years are exhausted.
Partridge Day Zanna Cannabis Country Chengma Town Dabie River Tree Industrial Park
A piece of verdant eyes gathered, and the vision of the Soviet District was in mind. The yellow branches between the ridges are bright, and the grains of mountain col oil tea are thick.
Xing industry, dedication of qi, fire red river tree number wind currents. Revitalization won the beauty of the countryside, and the horse became famous in Kyushu.
Ezhou line
Fisherman Ao visited the Blue Ocean Ecological Park in Daqiao Village, Donggou Town, Ezhou
Liangzi Lake has a good wind and color. The smoke of the empty mountain is faint. Pieces of green lotus sleep. Gently release. The reeds swayed the fish.
Time is running out. The gossamer drizzle knows first. Allow me to roam Penglai Island. Early summer arrives. A leisurely song of fisherman pride.
Fisherman's Pride visits Maoxi Village Zhangjiayuanlian Cultural Village Deju
A corner of the antique makeup garden. Green walls and blue tiles scramble to see. Household oil wood plaque. First marvel. The lineage is particularly praiseworthy.
Water and green mountains look at the eyes. Orange on the loquat tree. Ancient rhymes and new nostalgia companions. The cloister is far away. A few more memories are long.
Qian qiu shi · title Chen Tanqiu former residence
A century-old court. Desert weathers the wind and rain. Pond shadow leap, idle steps. The pine in front of the bar is lush, and the time and space in the hall are endowed. Remember also, which can be fishy yesterday.
Look to the sages and experience all the happiness and suffering. Dan heart song, wind and thunder drum. Elite tao, hot blood to urge the heart. Only in exchange, a round of red sun Tengjiangpu.
Chiaki Shōnen Kaima City Huangmei will visit lake
Lotus snoozed, and Dan Ruo's skirt was blazing. Cold food rain, Youlan Hui. The boat moves the lake to the blue water, and the wind sends the repair of the hedgehog. People have gone, and the courtyard is full of tourists.
Meet the poetry meeting, leave love and get drunk. Hand in hand, Qing Ge Li. Dancing in Jingsu Garden, foreplay in the Moon Pavilion. Jun is not seen, and the vibrato ya rhymes into the sky.
Nguyen Lang Gui Early Summer Love Thoughts
There are no cicadas outside the window in the morning light. A light breeze blows willow strings. Cloud of purple gas. The curtain lifter did not sleep.
Sake drink, old titles turned over. I was almost lustful. A good word is like a clear spring. Drunkenly broken mirror round.
Wu Cave Line
Junior Tour: Light Rain Tour of Wushan Lake
Spring rain is also sentimental. Lake is a bottle. The wind in front of the pavilion is soft, the waves around are light, and the mountains are far away.
Murmur purple swallow through the slanting willow, wooden stack around the continent Ting. A few light boats, a few flying herons, and a drunken wind.
Youth Tour visits the Poetry Corridor of Longping Town
The rain is light and the line resumes. Spring is spring. Qingyi Garden, Whispering Swallow, Cottage Late Smoke Green.
Yongning has been from the ancient bell Lingxiu, and the wind and things are all in Longping. Ten mile poetry gallery, small lotus new bloom, lakeside pounding sound.
Junior Tour・ Stroll riverside park to send friends to the martial cave
A river wind and moon rise and the tides invade each other. On the other side of the verdant shore, the boat stops at pukou, and the beach shore listens to the waves.
The chant rolled up the Tang and Song rhymes, and the smoke gathered zhiyin. Spring water flow marks, a river to drink together. Move the hearts of teenagers.
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