Selected poems| Purple Qi Spring Lamp Shadow Thin, Golden Nobile Dream but no chance

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Text/North Sheep

The grass and trees have receded through frost, and Beixiang has reached the time of winter.

At one time, he was drunk on the side of the stove, and the tea was drunk.

"Sha Sorrow in the Creek"

Text/Everest

The cold frost of the air gradually became worried, and a cup of bitter wine entered the dry throat. The wind is all over the leaf perch.

When I returned to Changzhi Road, I thought that I could hope for the township building. Not seeing the hometown makes people sad.

Jerusalem Artichoke

Text/Spring and Autumn

The artichoke also has a chrysanthemum posture, laughing when indifferent to autumn frost.

Fortunately, there are poetry worms stealing a crush, and the wandering bees and fox butterflies know each other?

"Idle Chant"

Text/East Side

Cold smoke is everywhere to send winter, and the bamboo sea pine waves are still chanting.

The frost maple is red like fire, and the shadow obliquely reflects the path deeply.

Autumn Hope

Mountains and rivers, sunset and dusk to the road.

The wind chased the forest to the end, and I didn't know where to get the clouds.

"Seven Absolute Afternoon Idle Songs"

Slightly drunk in the afternoon against the oblique sun, a few clusters of yellow flowers next to the wild path.

The dry grass is full of leaves, and the wind is frolicking and the leaves are dancing in autumn.

"Huan Xi Sha Late Autumn"

Twilight roll cold smoke reed white head. Half a pool of residual lotus dark incense remains. The chrysanthemums on the banks of the Nanshan Mountains are fragrant.

When I see the mountains and forests, I often hear the clouds and the sea of geese chirping and worrying. The westerly wind is getting stronger and sends late autumn.

The Seven Absolutes. Twilight Autumn

Text/Small bridge flowing water

The leaves are flying all over the sky, and the reeds are like snow reflecting the cold pond.

The fragrance is exhausted, and look at the autumn flowers dazzling makeup.

"Ji Qiu Yin"

Wen/Chuanba idler

The sound of autumn has entered winter, and the fog of the small town covers the mountains.

Maple leaves fall frost color, sunset light south Xu red purple pine.

"Cloud Gate Hoarding Nostalgia"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Mountain Strait River Ferry, Tiansheng Bridge Cave Ancient Hanging Coffin.

Soldiers fight for the hoarding land, and the mandarin ducks and ducks in the water are quiet and happy.

"Rejuvenation"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

In the past, the Guangling people planted melons and Green Gate Garden.

Dashing taihu shore, Fan Li became a businessman.

The sun and the moon cut in the morning and dusk, and the mountains and rivers have gone through the ages.

Long days of idle reading, lonely spring garden households.

"Autumn Night Has a Feeling"

Wind and rain in the south building at night, the man will be lonely to write.

Hold a question and ask the heavens, who is the sad autumn.

"Monuments"

The words of the ancient monument were once written with sorrow and sweat.

The rise and fall of the State of Wei sent copper finches, and the raindrops of The Horse Ridge night raindrops golden bells.

Full of boats bright moon Guazhou ferry, wanli autumn wind stationed in Ma Ting.

Lulu Jiangzhou Mo looked back, and the pipa was unbearable.

"The Night"

The Han sea drifts with geese, and there is a sound or two when it sounds.

Who asks about life and death? Weeds wither away.

Gu Ying looked hanging, and the toast was still tilted.

The sky is a moon, staring at the cocoon.

"Travel Thoughts"

Qingshan sees me miss less, I see Qingshan feminine more.

Looking back at the ancient events of Baqiao, the long pavilion sat down in Nissai.

"Seven Laws : Returning to the Plum Blossom Garden"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Plums opened clusters of screen windows, and after the snow, he once frosted in the moon.

Unforgettable tea ripe and bitter, people waiting for the dream to wake up incense?

The child Qianbiyun smiled suspiciously, and the sister cooled herself with water.

If you are drunk in the heart song, who can not fall into the garden!

"Seven Absolute Poems Lujia Bridge"

Gu Yue Qianbo was half delicate, and returned to the Liuyin Bridge after the snow.

Special pity for the beautiful jade hurt the spring farewell, sending the style to remember the dynasty.

"Seven Absolutes, Walking Around with Couples and Gifts"

The rain is pouring out, and the white hair is sideways.

In the middle of the night, there is no plan, and the pine is standing like a green pine with a wild laugh.

"Seven Absolutes , Gangnam Shangke"

Fine wine Jiangnan butterfly pink fragrance, golden cup of jade streamer.

Jurong is a young person who can be angry, and should know that he is a hometown.

"Seven Absolute Chinese New Year's Eve"

Firecrackers slowly toward the twilight sky, plum incense yuan yue hua nong.

Often in dreams, flowers lie down, accompanied by peach charms to send far away.

"Seven Laws and Cheongsam"

Tender willow silk soft bundle thin waist, clear color bottom through the mulberry strips.

Rouge half-concealed peach blossom dance, brocade belt horizontal oblique purple jade fluttering.

Warm and beautiful can pass on the bamboo shadow, and the spring light continues the Meixi Bridge.

Who is ashamed to be shocked? Wake up drunk and rich.

"Seven Absolute Xin Yi Flower Poems II"

(i)

The east wind fell among the bushes, and the pole eye made colored strings from the beginning.

Purple Qi Spring Lantern Shadow thin, but the dream of Jin Nobile was lost.

(ii)

The mist stains the frosty day, and the grass house glows.

Yesterday's memories of the beautiful woman with a plain hand, this flower drops tears before spring.

"Fixing the Storm. Autumn is sent"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

It is already autumn zero penetrating cool, and the window contains a warm study with moonlight.

The corner insects sounded late at night, lamenting, acacia in Gao Tang.

Half-drunk poetry Qing understood no, looking back. It used to be Lin Lang.

I live in the West Lake willow bank, lakeside, lonely mountain only love snow plum fragrance.

"Cool Acacia Title"

It is difficult to dream of a pillow of love, only because of the weight of lovesickness.

More wind and rain repeatedly shouted pain.

Memorized, phoenix. Can't write, phoenix.

The willow was sent out of the sun embankment, and at that moment, tears were gushing.

Hate Fei Fei Meng Meng Chun Yi.

The boat goes also and the waves go together. People go and who is with them.

"Cool Acacia Willow"

Willow borrows the breeze to credit the moonlight, about people say, time is white.

But when people arrive, it is not dark.

Leaves are too few, chungu blame. Ye is too good, Qiu Gu is responsible.

How can green ropes tie customers, gather and scatter things, and have no good policies.

Sighing water merciless mountains and separated.

Flowers to be thankful, who to keep. People have to go, it is difficult to stay.

"Cool Acacia Hurts"

Only the acacia is old with me, and the flowers bloom well in dreams.

The chickens are barking when they are about to fold.

I feel bored and my family is annoyed. Asking is also boring, people are annoyed.

There are a lot of kung fu on paper, and few of them know.

Sigh in the wind and rain in the spring thin.

The mountains are painful, and the clouds are full of smoke. The heart aches, and the smoke clouds.

"Cool Acacia Nostalgia"

Full of autumn heart sadness, compared with the flowers, people are thinner.

Sigh the sea for the rest of your life.

Buy a drunk, after separation. Sell a drunk, after the encounter.

Don't ask Tao Xiang if it is sticking to the sleeves, this kind of thing, will not be done.

Watch the lights shine in the wind and rain.

Spring is old, who to fight with? People are getting old, and Tiandou!

"Cool Acacia WeChat Alumni"

People have been old for many years, how about juvenile aspirations?

Sigh the sound of the sea and clouds.

Serve the country road, people walk early. Go to the national road, Yu xing early.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains who are proud, I miss, hometown is good.

Love droops on the poplar embankment on the grass.

Providence, flowers know. People know things and poetry.

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!