Home apricot plum primrose
Author | Qu Xinwei
memory
Young children watched the sound of firecrackers from afar, and smelled the fragrance of Fuzi ink nearby.
Fireworks dazzling lanterns, reminiscent of brother clothes to change color.
Spring
(New Rhyme)
One
Li Chun yang qi turned, and what he wanted was safe.
Celebrate the Winter Olympics and everyone smiles.
Two
Li Chun Yang Qi turns, the wind and drive away the cold.
The grass and trees are beginning to move, and the plague is safe.
Three
Things from the instant new, withered vines jue spring.
People are diligent in flowering early, and the wine is clear and mellow.
Back to Bole Primrose
(Zi Lin Zheng Rhyme)
The apricot plums in the home are primrose, and a thousand flowers are as bright as lips.
The Winter Olympic flag stretched, and the makeup of the country was new.
Nongyin Lantern Winter Olympic View
Snow pressure residue lotus proud pond, dare to try to compete with the spring wind.
A bowl of tangyuan is full of clear qi, and the fire lantern of wanjia society is hanging.
Go to the smoke plague madness, this year xiangguang plague to go to safety.
Compete for the championship and win the golden ice and snow land, and the great power prestige of the world is competing for the lead.
Lantern Viewing Event
The festival is shangyuan, the winter Olympics screen view.
The tide of social fire is like the sea, and the ice pier is strong.
The wind galloped away, and The steady Tarzan returned.
Holding a gold medal in hand, the national flag smiles sweetly.
Nongyin Lantern Festival
The moon began to be full, and the moon palace immortals were not seen.
Jade rabbit in the clouds, when will the moon still be there?
The Lantern Festival has a feeling
The cold winter disperses the Upper Yuan Solstice, and the flowers put a thousand ancient music plays.
Fireworks take off people do not sleep, and the moon is bright and willowy on the shore of the love affair.
rainwater
A pot of spring water meets the new rain, and the willow line spits out a few spikes.
Plum thin bath cold branches proud, falling red mistakes less pity.
Qu Xinwei, a native of Linqu, Shandong, is a lover of literature, calligraphy and painting.