About the Author
Wang Yingtong, a native of Jingxing, Hebei Province, with the net names Ruofeng and Nianqiu. The police of the Jingxing County Public Security Bureau, the member of the Shijiazhuang Poetry Association, and the member of the Jingxing County Poetry Association.
A selection of poems
Mourning brother Chang Wei
The bad news was shocking, and I thought about it and felt sad.
The spring breeze whimpered in pain, suspected to be crying in the sun.
Spring fishing
The new swallow mud is building a nest, and the laughter on the banks of the Tuotuo River is thrown.
Goose yellow a touch of spring as bait, fishing the sound of the river on the willows.
Three Friends Square of Dragon King Mountain Park
The frost of ice invaded the jade snow evenly, and the cultivation was extremely mortal.
Pine wind bamboo rhyme plum blossom bone, not real when it is cold.
May Day International Labor Day pays tribute to the people's police
Iron bone Zheng Zheng police oath, a few frost and snow lying star.
After years of worrying about the country, only Dan Xin co-hides the blue.
Gengzi twilight winter morning snow
Zhen Ri home He lonely, overheard the snow beating willow strips.
Qionghua did not understand the sealing of the city, and still drifted freely with the wind.
Mourning gao Xiyuan, an outstanding communist party member
Yan Zhao Heng was invaded by the plague, and the loyal liver and old bones would come in person.
And knead the sunset into color, and make a hammer and sickle half gold.
Zanjing County police served as doctors of Fupingshan County Hospital Han Xuemin and his wife
Don't hurry up before each other, Qing Hang Pot Day I open the string.
Triumph put the acacia again, plucking the spring light and inserting it into the sideburns.
Seven auxiliary police officers of the Wenjing County Public Security Bureau applied to join the party
The iron bones are sturdy and the wind and cold epidemic line is peaceful.
Dan Xin would rather hammer and hammer and burst into a flower star as a warning star.
Salute to the traffic police who insisted on fighting the epidemic on the cold night
The twilight wind is cold and other homes, and the plague is not afraid of the end of the world.
The miserable moonlit night is truly guarded, and the stars fall on the eyebrows to make flowers.
My son signed up for the anti-epidemic volunteers of Jingxing County Hospital
The plague rampant Yan Zhao people were shocked, and the cold night cold flow filled the city.
Young people know that there are tigers in the mountains, and the knife is biased towards the tiger mountain line.
Little Girl Lockdown Day home screen invitation friends to sing a feeling
The lockdown is not related to how I am, and the homework has nothing to do with the battle of the epidemic demons.
Young people do not know the bitter taste of sorrow, and sing children's songs on the screen.
Anti-Japanese soldiers of the 38th Army in Donkey Ridge, Jingjing County
Sacrificing one's body for the country to go to another country, it is difficult to return to the hometown and cut off the intestines.
Persimmon trees are often guarded by amorous trees, not because of winter snow and autumn frost.
Prince He's brother Yongting Linglang was newly married
Wei Yicai and Yong Shucai, Qingqiu Drum ser took the stage together.
The frost leaves of the mountain are sympathetic, and a wave of red makeup congratulates him.
Wing Jing County Weihe West "Blue Water flower sea" art festival
Luo skirt lotus leaves two babble, gulls and birds swimming fish play blue waves.
The most satisfying thing is that the incense breeze gently delivers the song.
Occasionally
Holding a poetry book in his hand, he wrapped his arms around the Cuitai, and Yao Sijunying burst into tears.
Ziwei Lang has no trace of this day and now, and only Ziwei flowers bloom by themselves.
Explore spring
Strange on where to find the flowers, butterflies lead the bees into the forest depths.
Hugh said that there is no master, and no one here is stained.
The triumphant day of the three warriors who helped Hubei to fight against the epidemic felt the rain
Today, the triumphant song is played in unison, and his mother's eyes are shaky.
I don't know how much Yaochi wine is more than the tears of the mother-in-law?
Bu Operator Epidemic War
A few broken clouds, a few trees withered branches. A few strands of west wind blowing, a few acacia breaks. A few retrogrades, a few pear blossom exhibitions, a few frost and cold spots, a few peaks.
A thousand poems
Editor-in-chief: Zheng Wancai
Deputy editors-in-chief: Wang Huiling, Hu Min, Liu Chenghao, Wang Tianming, Qing Shui Yiren, Hu Xiaona
Editors: Liu Yanfang, Yang Yulong, Liu Aihong, Wei Huabiao, Xie Xunlie
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