Selected poems| Three Thousand Dreams, a spring heart intoxicated dance style

"Cold Dew"

Text/North Sheep

Cold dew deceives the grass frost, and the mountains are full of wild chrysanthemums and yellow.

Flocks of geese moved south to find shelter, and Tong Soo guarded against cold and made up for it early.

"Red Dragonfly"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Summer Qing Dragonfly loves the horns of sharp poems, and autumn evening dragonflies when the dreams are broken.

The feelings of holding the incense do not change, and only Lu Feng knows this.

"Frost Dawn Corner Night Thoughts"

Text/East Side

Late night condensation. The remnant moon star is the same.

The hand is skillful, the sound rhymes, and the heart is stationed.

Rain of tears. Encounter in a dream. With a little affection.

The half-rolled bead curtain was cold, and there was no word in front of the window.

"Seven Untitled"

Frost and thin dew in the middle of the moon, bamboo shadows play with the orchestra.

Light ink is difficult to describe lovesickness, a pot of turbid wine drunk sleepless.

"Seven Cold Dews"

Text/Small bridge flowing water

Cold dew adds cool geese to know the way, and sleeps the Qing Emperor for a few hours.

Red, yellow, purple and green autumn is gorgeous, and the jade beads are enchanting in the wind.

"Broken Time, Autumn Nostalgia"

The geese flew south and were worried, and the fence was shallow and drunk.

Like the fiery red maple peak ridge, shallow singing bass solo wandering. I often smell the fragrance of chrysanthemum cinnamon.

Strange autumn harvest picture scroll, Hagi Lutou white lake pond.

The shadow of the sycamore is thin outside the courtyard, and the dry and lonely leaves fall thin frost. Moon Ming thinks of hometown.

"Autumn Waves, Little Dust and Sand"

Text/Star not Star

The weeping willow is endless, and it is softly taken in the blink of an eye.

A few autumn rains, half-mountain coolness, wisps of smoke.

JiangTian autumn water thousands of mountains and moons, boiling wine drunk Fanghua.

On the banks of the Acacia River, two lines of broken tears, dotted with dust and sand.

"Cold Autumn"

Cool breeze style curtains move, everything is xiaoxiao for a season of autumn.

The frost soaked the clothes and dust, and the heart went down to the West Building with the cold moon.

"Seven Absolute Yong Qiu Gui"

Text/Willow Flying Silk

Gui Rui dances with the wind in late autumn, and the fragrant wisps of Qin Street Building.

The laying notes are rambling and rubbing into the poetry newspaper Kyushu.

"Humen Huaigu" (Part 1)

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The barren grass is overgrown and the sunset is broken, and the fort is shaded by trees.

Looking at the mouth of the Pearl River, only the ignorant seabirds rejoiced.

Wing Chun

In October, the westerly wind fills the beams, and the chrysanthemum weather stains the autumn light.

The painting adds poetry to the thin bones, and the fragrance is poured into the pillow.

A few degrees of ice heart to the bright moon, a cluster of shadows proud of frost.

Only now who remembers Tao Pengze, drunkenly sent the sunset to the eastern fence.

"Over Lanzhou"

In the evening and autumn, the words of the high geese returned, and the beautiful colors of Lanshan opened to the sky.

The Yellow River runs through the city, and the white pagoda hugs Guo Lai.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains do not leave guests, and hundreds of years of wind and things have been on the stage.

With the column far away, how many heroes have been lost.

《Mid-Autumn Festival》

The clear water in the White Crane Bay, the deserted three or two fishing boats.

The world is helpless to leave more, although the bright moon is lazy to go upstairs.

"Seven Absolute Fishing Moons"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Flying fishing moon bi even placket, self-perched chi hate is not deep.

The bitter rain dissipated and the sun sent color, and the cloud dancing sleeve shadow was deep.

"Seven Absolutes: The Return of the Village Garden"

Liuwai Village Garden suddenly passed the spring, leaving the swallows empty without anyone.

Wind beard but see flowers into wax, tear leaf residue lock mirror dust.

"Seven Laws of Rhododendron"

Xiao Lu is hanging green around the door, and the cherry is focused on the side of the golden basin.

Lan Lavender powder noodles chase the country, and the jade and fragrant muscles return to the soul.

Jiaoying is full of spirits and smiles, and her heart is full of traces of moon life.

Gao Ming and I can know, won the Immortal Official I.

"Seven Laws • Zhanghuangqiao Melon Garden"

Tender melon seedlings through the rain and smoke, spring light to the crying crane.

People's hearts are gradually exhausted, and the night moon still leaves a mirror circle.

A leaf of friendship peach and plum meaning, windy laughter peony chapter.

Dai'e gathers and scatters long haunting dreams, Mo Xin Galaxy Weaver Girl Heaven.

The Seven Laws of the Bard

One water Yangtze River is not exhausted, and the second peak pillow is on the side of Lingkun.

Three years of four seas can swing, five buckets of dragon envy out of the door.

Liu Yi and Seven Strings looked back and smiled, and the Eight Immortals and Nine Festivals looked up to the heavens.

Groaning dream fish shadow, ten steps of the heart of the ancient soul.

"Seven Laws: The Getaway"

Shi Shi thought about looking at Zhuangzi Butterfly, and woke up laughing at wanshan.

The flying flowers have been paid to the stove smoke, and the fallen floc is still in the water mirror.

Is it cold and cheerful? It is necessary to know that the wine is red with tears.

Three thousand Xiao Dreams, a spring heart intoxicated dance style.

"Seven Absolutes, Climbing Mount Emei"

(i)

Mountain light wine sea dragon came, drunken step up to drink two cups.

If you want to avoid the illusory world, why do you have to sigh and linger for a long time.

(ii)

Xiangshan dreams of pillowing the hometown body, and the beautiful eyes are smarter and more nourishing.

Don't compete with Cangsheng for a seat, invite people to make up for the heavens in the painting.

"Man Ting Fang Tanabata Feeling Endowment"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Finite universal, boundless universe, sunset with the kite.

The Queqiao bridge is paved with color, and the riverbank flashes silver lights.

The jade dew golden wind passed, hugging each other, tears hissing.

Under the grapes, the idiot man complained, and the armpit was eavesdropping.

Drift zero, unforgettable things, no guess two small, game siege.

Wait for the heart to be determined, has been for him thorns.

It hurt my heart and lungs, and now I'm also in the middle of the night.

But pray, amorous, hand in hand to win the double star.

"Touching the Fish, Reading the Words of Dongpo at Night with Xin Abandoning Disease Rhymes"

Ren Pingsheng, a cloud of smoke and rain, still idyllic to come and go.

The pain of being rumored hurts the bones and involves countless students.

Sorrow did not dwell, and laughed, the fisherman drunkenly looked for a way back.

Heaven did not speak, so the valley planted the eastern slope, the willow planted the west courtyard, and the road was like a tidbit.

Sad things, enemies and friends are both miscalculated, and the words are often envied.

The ghost is alone to whom to meet, the journey is long and difficult to complain.

Jun and Dance! Jun ying see, the great river flows east to middle-earth.

Cangsheng is the most bitter! Tonight with Mr. Companion, the chicken sound is just right, crying to five more places.

"Touch the Fish. Tanabata Night Miscellaneous Feelings

Look at the sky, the faint stars disappear, and a few traces of cloud flying debris.

Look at Niu Lang and Queqiao Kandu, and then they will part in pain.

The wind did not stop, the rain of tears, the sky river soared and broke through the sky.

My heart is pounding! Hate is high and merciless, red dust has love, and a scream shakes the sky.

Hugh looked back, looking back at the snow drifting over his head. Advise Junshi to drink earnestly.

Love is not broken, how to be brave, not to mention the husband's name.

The waist is afraid to fold. There is no hero under the ancient road and skirt.

Be bold! Should sing high, throw cups and pencils, and be full of blood.

"Magnolia Slow And Sending"

Late on the bank of the river, the wind is getting cold, and the clouds are sad.

Lonely geese wander, drunken crows crash, and idle tourists wander.

Where the heart rushed to the waves, the Chaxin gull danced to call the boat back.

The wild grass stars are far away, and the wisps of oblique light are difficult to harvest.

Spring and autumn into tears, several times singIng Wu Hook.

Sigh like fire feelings, like flowers, pay water in vain.

Hugh forgot the old poems, and a crane came to drive me down to Yangzhou.

Hit the knot when the song is on the wine, downwind to the danger of climbing the stairs.

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!