Inscription poem
Divine horse floating clouds
Text/Water cover is difficult to harvest
The Flying God Beast of the Upper Realm, anecdotes.
The manifold is like a horse, and the momentum is like a thousand armies.
Walking in no place, out of thin air.
The wind blew away, after all, it was a floating cloud.
Floating cloud god horse
Text/mushrooms
Floating clouds turned into divine horses, and hurried up to the sky.
The Jade Emperor faintly summoned, and Venus rushed.
High true feelings, dreams far away or can meet.
A breeze passed, and in vain it was empty.
Title image "Jack Ma"
Text/Forest Trail
At the end of the day, they were drunk in their eyes.
Only to see the eagle drum wings, and to see the horse volleying in the air.
The transfiguration is difficult to determine, and the special posture is different.
I didn't know where to go, because there was a natural wind.
Watching "Cloud Horse" has a chant (new rhyme)
The clouds are amorphous and can be transformed into thousands of forms.
Several times as a god horse, sometimes born ink eagle.
Gather and disperse, don't go or condense.
Looking at the moon wave far away, the wind and the cape are light.
People leave their homeland, and guests lie drunk in the long pavilion.
No matter where you belong, you can enjoy the world.
Remembering the Father
The clouds cover the cold of the moon cage, and several degrees of late night pillow dreams are broken.
Since the age of spring, there is no more word to ask for food.
His only wine steals zero tears, and he has become accustomed to the strong crown before people.
Come and go, from this world and so on.
Off-the-beaten-path
Text/Ruojun
The sound of frogs drumming through the pond, the post house according to the railing of the long sad.
The twilight rain does not pity the guests, but the evening wind makes the thin shirt cold.
After years of bondage, the journey has become decayed, and there are few losses and madness in the thousands of miles.
When he returned home with his father, he laughed and said that the rice flowers were fragrant.
Night return
Text/Hearsay
The footsteps are heavy and the eyes are glazed over, and the noise of insects is noisy bluetooth.
Linjiang man thought about it unabatedly, and did not hide the lone shadow of the moon.
Even if there is a slight body that is as strong as iron, the embarrassing trivia is chaotic.
When is far away from the dust, Xiao Mu breeze and evening to see the xia.
Liaocheng Tour
Text/Plum Blossom Sword
Beautiful Liaocheng comfortable tour, a thousand years of ancient Yi Yao Shenzhou.
Babbling blue water Beijing Hangzhou Road, brilliant pearl Guangyue Tower.
Enjoy the song of the remnants of the sun, and enjoy the joy and leisure.
Returning to drink Jin Bo drunk, lying high and dreaming.
Xin ugly "June 1st" chant
The small stomach in the pond played with the horizontal wave, and the cow dung blew up and frightened the wife.
Catch ducks and chase chickens around the village, catch fish and touch crabs and sing a stream.
Time is like a bird hiding trail, and the wind and rain are like a knife carving the sea river.
Sighing at the mirror, some old shadows are afraid of not much.
A person who smokes ten dollars
Text/Heavenly Majesty
Don't smoke Huazi, don't pick clouds, half a day a box of great generals.
I also want to fill the table with hard dishes, but the white noodles are like silver.
Toiling hard for the car mortgage, it is difficult to repay the parents.
LuLu has remained a humble and proud old smoker for many years.
Drink the big old scattered ghosts
The most joyful Qinglian will enter the wine, and the eastern slope will simmer the elbow to the morning and dusk.
Since it is all good to brew in the cup, why not give it all to you.
Every move must be a real man, half covered and hidden is a floating cloud.
Invite the king to enjoy the night of shan shan, who has knocked on the door of the old man.
Liu yi. Remember your grandson
Text/Zhang Qinglong
Late at night, I still guard the side of the screen, and Xu is busy with shadows.
In the past, we often arrived early in the morning, and this evening's festival should be late.
Harmony can also be happy, and the road is not easy to hold hands and hold.
Only send the new color pen of the child and grandson, hoping to paint tomorrow with the growth.
Workers and peasants gathered in the world
Text/Idle Cloud Lone Crane
Workers and peasants gathered in the sky, and the sword pointed to Jinggang Min Yuelian.
Mo Dao Qianshan scenery is good, Yan Zhi Wan Ma Gan Nan Qian.
Iron stream man Dao Xiong Guan Yue, good Han Zheng shi Chi Shui Whirl.
The wind swept the red flag thousands of miles of snow, and the long whip danced inside and outside the Great Wall.
Go back to the dormitory alone after work
Returning alone in the middle of the night, the suburban village is silent.
It is difficult to find a thousand lights, but the stars are lit up.
The smoke trees are jagged and chaotic, and the evening wind is swirling into the heart.
Even if the road is dangerous, it is rugged and flat.
Night sitting
Text/Tianxia Emei Show
The moon has turned to the west, and the night has ended, and the beautiful people are still sitting on the roller blinds.
Why are you smiling? Want to embroider a pair of water ducks.
Even questions
Text/Ijan
Day and sun night pillow stars, insects and birds listen to the bed.
If you can read books and idle, you are lazy to ask the world for your age.
Idle groaning
Candle warmth zero condensation shadow deviation, acacia inch drop Hua note.
If Qingfeng knows my intentions, smile and peach blossoms to send old swallows.
Empty sigh
Text/Kindness
Pull the heartstrings back to the old song, adding to the current sentimentality.
Unable to write sad sentences, sighing white heads between the lines.
2021.06.07
Strawberries are red
Text/Autumn colors of Pinghu Lake
The greenhouse is warm and green leaves are fresh, and the beautiful women are charming and beautiful.
Berries do not need to wait for spring, and they can taste sweet in winter.
Wild elephants are made in the north
Text/Hui'er
The Meng meng group of elephants abandoned heaven and went all the way to a foreign land.
Wading through the mountains and rivers to tour the downtown, where you can pass dare to be king.
Like a dream
Sunset warblers fly swallow dance. Lan Zhuo Ye Tang crossed.
The sound broke through the white clouds, and I didn't know how to blow the flute.
stroll. stroll. Wet again, a rain of flowers.
Partridge Day - Peach Blossom Garden
Text/Into One
At one time, the east wind was thick in spring, and the peach garden was full of flowers.
Outside the Clear Creek on the banks of fanglin, warblers and swallows roll over the clouds and mist.
Qin Hanyu, Song Yuanfeng, bamboo mulberry onions in the old farmhouse.
Tonight I would like to be a grass by the stream, and I don't ask the drunkards of the year.
Partridge Day Twilight Nostalgia
The guest travels a leaf boat, and the weeping yang cage is soft in the evening.
Like a snow invading everyone's household, the lotus holds up a new plate to see the water flow.
People are easy to get old, and hate is hard to rest. When to be a gull in the water.
Jiang Tao has gone east, and how to turn around after a thousand sails.
Linjiangxian
It is the smoke and rain in Jiangnan, listening to the wind outside the window.
Blowing the remnants of banana leaves to drift zero.
Just because I am outside, Mo Dao is a little clear.
They are all passers-by, why bother.
Indifferently, he raised his pen and leaned toward the king.
Come and go, don't get in the mood.