About the Author
Zou Guorong, the lord of Wuwei Zhai, is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society. Consultant of Hong Kong Poetry Society, Honorary President of Shenzhen Poetry Society, Honorary President of China North Poetry Society. Member of the Calligraphy Committee of the China Association of TheOry of China. Vice President of Shenzhen Yuelian Society. He is a member of the Provincial and Municipal Calligraphers Association. He is a member of the Chinese Sinology Association. He has published monographs on poetry and calligraphy. A large number of poems have been published in newspapers, magazines, the Internet and stone carvings. His calligraphy works have been engraved by many steles, plaques, and yanglians throughout the country and collected at home and abroad.
Word selection
Milk Yan Fei Nong Yin Xin Zheng Chu Wuhe Family Tour Beacon Mountain Park Sense Endowment
Last night's spring returned. Warm morning light, breeze at dawn, sea and sky flying purple. Shivering cold branches red thorns, like yellow oriole fluttering wings. Deliver messages and invite tours. Carry wine when looking for the shadow of the gulls, one by one, the spring waves, and the sails of the clouds. The waves beat the shore, and the ears can be washed. The new year is hard to drink. Early immersion, red ant green, feast and cup joy. Today, Dongjun frequently attracts, and the mountains and rivers outside the villa are beautiful. Easy-going, easy-going. Wives, daughters-in-law, children and grandchildren are harmonious, swimming freely, and forgetting Fang Fei Li. Returned late, because I was intoxicated.
Dongfeng First Branch · 壬寅元日喜雨書華華
The new rain first poured, the long street gradually bathed, suddenly adding a little spring feeling. Sandbar mangroves are covered in smoke, and the bay is flooded with greenery. Xinzheng Qitai, deduced, feminine style. Material Ji opened, held out a new Qing, so as to pick up the Qing Emperor for a long time. Yesterday's post, the court is full of joy, the feast is raised again, and the lamp is drunk. I know that the past is cold, and the buds are hidden in the light. Why not forget me, let the east wind, swing open the chest. When mo shang and swallows return, hug and join hands.
Wanghai Tide · Accompanied by Zhou Wenzhang, president of the Chinese Poetry Society, and Brother Zhou Da yin, he traveled with Shenzhen Talent Park to have a message
Low sleeping ice cocoon, tall jade shoots, group buildings cover the maple. Smoke light blue lake, light wind green shore, green paving graceful Na Chunsha. Acacia flowers bloom on the embankment. The beachfront is covered with mangroves, and it is a clear family. Columns of flat bridges, engraved images are famous. Bring a stroller light car. There is the front bay heron shadow, the back sea neon xia. Spring color is pleasing to the heart, high materials are pleasing to the eye, how much can the world be exaggerated? Grace must be credited. The teacher and friend walked by the side, and the guest was from Jinghua. Today with the whip, there is a new luxury.
Royal Ribbon Flower Thank you to Fan Shiyin, president of the Chinese Poetry Society, for writing the preface
The smoke song strikes the spring smoke, and the bottom of the staff is partial to Yunbi. Step on the mountain to eat dew, dye a skull frost and snow, count the pools of Han Mo. Elephant plate copper lute, chanting, wandering the homeland. After a long time, the dragon and snake have not woken up, and they are still waiting for the finishing touch. Looking at the Capital Hualang from afar, Zhengcai Yaoshi Silver, a generation of lyricists. Elegant style, leading the nine realms of song, the sea end of the riot. Get the moon cloak, will be the realm, transform the jade veil. Awakened, overjoyed, axe chiseled and junde.
Water Dragon Yin Yuan Yufeng and Mr. Liu Zheng "Celebrating the 30th Anniversary of the Founding of the Chinese Poetry Society"
The warblers of Kyushu are crying, and the wonderful sounds are overlapping with the Yang Spring Song. Wind and wind in the north, outside The Island of Taoping, when the clouds are moving, it rains. Pond green first turned, sparse curtain swallow scissors, bright peach than household. Lead the gull alliance scale set, the tree song fishing pair, the cup three hundred, He Kanzu. Bear withering the eyes of the red sheep, withering away, robbing the ashes and dry soil. Xuanyuan has the luck, deep cold plum lead, horseshoe hairpin jade. Takeshita Shigeru, Lanting Xinyu, Nian Su Huaidu. And the wind and turmoil, the new wave of rhyme, the hongzao to the direction, the country and the mountains.
Lock the balcony Gengzi Lantern
Evil plagues continue to plague, plague gods abuse the country, and the old age of the garden is miserable. The balcony is locked, and the twilight is sad. The screen broadcast blocked the city and blocked the road, thousands of miles away, Jing Chu was terrified. Fortunately, the white clothes are camouflaged, and the hundred tents are long wisps. Time still passes, the Lantern Is as promised, and the ten thousand households are still bright. Long appreciation, the flower moon in front of the bottle rises and falls. And put some worries, let the spring color, dye green flow clear. The east wind is broken, just by the bar, hitting the knot and crying warblers.
Han Palace Spring · Xin ugly Lantern
Only eat rice cakes. And the tangyuan is served, and the road is the Lantern. Who will Ji Yue slowly and hold out the eastern pepper. Children filled the courtyard, holding flower lanterns and chasing call signs. The city is full of lights, and the new trend is interpreted to the fullest. Maybe once the sea, the current weather, it is difficult to roll the heart. At four o'clock and eight festivals, each led the way. Why be deliberate, say that Valentine's Day is in this dynasty. Hugh laughed at me, and my beloved wife was shouting, Come and eat the bowl of mash.
Qu You Chun Gengzi Qingming Festival - Bu Shi Yue Yun
The fog locks the barren hill road, and the soul is broken, and the rain is weaving. Wanxiang is miserable, it is a small insect, and the boils invade the spring gap. Yin and yang are often seen. At the place of the coix, the mourning flute is swirling. Can't bear to smell, strange paths of flowers zero, destroyed a few more spring colors. now. The river breeze is swirling blue. In front of the altar of spring, Mash Jules. Endless mourning, calling the world pure, green turned red. Drinking and singing cold food. Forgotten, lonely yesterday. Dream flying, nine sects and a thousand mountains, royal demeanor.
Dongfeng First Branch · At the beginning of the first month of the first month, the Three Northern Societies worship Shajing Yaji
During the Spring Festival, the Yu family moved to a new residence in Shajing Ganggang for the New Year. On the third day of the new new year, the poets of Shenzhen of the China North Society came to pay respects to each other, exchanged festive etiquette, and the atmosphere was harmonious. During the period, the poems were intertwined, and the poems were chanted together, just as it was said: "In the spring breeze and the atmosphere, the poems are drunk and drunk." "Today I send the first branch of the East Wind, thinking that it is a ji."
The sky is clear and the wind is flat, the flowers are bright and the wild ji, and the herons and gulls are flying in the sand well. Warm back to the sea countryside, condensed the southern sky embroidery scenery. The swallows were first moved, and shengfang garden and liang ni were newly renovated. And attracted, ten miles of warblers crying, singing through the clear shadow of the gang. Spring has entered, and the wind is in the air. The year is over, the bottle is opened and the tincture is opened. Gathered to the Poetry of the North Society, to worship each other peacefully and auspiciously. Cooking tea and boiling wine, and provoking, the mood is turbulent. Strike together, drink lightly and chant, and promote the spring of the day.
Curtain Light Moon · On the tenth day of the first month of the new month, there is a chant in the New Continent Yaji
Looking at the new island, the rain is just beginning to arrive, and the sand is getting greener. Ten mile bay is hidden, and herons are chased by gulls. Invite the young long East Wind to re-read it in the New Year and Jiangshan. The sea and sky are endless, the buildings are towering, and the city is like a spoke. When the poems are read, the poetry is built together. Sing light moon curtains, small window banners. Today with the pot drunk, warm sun clear bath. Let go of the Horse to chase Su Li, let wu yu and the lute board continue. Gong will be elegant, unfurling to the scene, and chanting heart songs.
Happy Warbler · Revisit East Lake Park
Revisiting The East Margin. Celebrate the spring equinox and go with your spouses. Grass finches are broken, partridges are crisp, and red cotton trees are held high. Surrounded by mountains and rivers near and far, a faction of Qinghua is charming. After a long time, he drew water from the stove and boiled new tea wildly. Speechless hook sinks. When the day went, it was still the same. After several years of floating clouds, a sweep in front of the threshold, asking who can stay at the scene? Contemplate the youm of Wushan Mountain, and taste the MingQian Qingsu. Forget about it, go upstairs for a drink, and talk to Chun Man.
Nian Nu Jiao, Haruhi Yaji Lyrical (Lanting Prologue)
At the beginning of spring, Yang Yujian is full of air and wind. Steep mountains and turbulence of water, less long group of virtuous and salty set. Repair bamboo clear stream, Mao Lin reflects the belt, emotional feelings are intense. The difference between the lineage and the linwen mourns the traces. The skeleton of the wave is taken from the arms of all, and the words are spoken in the room. Tired of moving things, wandering between, repairing the short period with it. Looking at the past and the present, Peng Died in vain, and died and died. Man and man, Sven Juju today!
On the Phoenix stage, he recalled the blowing pipe and re-ascended the Yellow Crane Tower
Bird's eye view of the turtle and snake, the dragon Tengchu Han, the five layers of light shooting the sky. At the warp, the clouds are divided into nine factions, and the three males are strong. More teach the elegant people to win, hold the placket, and mark the fairy. Make stay, faint crane shadow, Tang song Confucian style. Now I crossed the Pengpeng again, ascended to the high pavilion, and the View of the Han River was hurried. Read the ages, float over the eyes, after all, calm. Sigh that the people of the past are gone, have changed, and the water is wide and the sky is wide. In the autumn, the Guangsha cluster is like a peak.
Guizhi Xiang The piano platform is hanging
The western foothills of Guishan Mountain. The sun is clear and the autumn atmosphere is clear. The willow leans on the long causeway, and the shadow shakes the golden chrysanthemum. Moon Lake looks at the hustle and bustle of the lake, towards the clouds and the buildings. And ascend to the top of the fu, the scene of the hanging, the piano stage is quiet. Burmese stories, heartfelt and readable. Sigh the world is full of troubles, who is with Kan continued? Economic articles, the whole family of pampering honor and disgrace. Where is the mountain flowing water now? The remaining bunches of leaves are still green. Wandering and squinting, stone carvings lei lei, barely listen to its music.
Note: Shuye refers to the Qing Dynasty Jiangnan talent Song Xiang shu bamboo leaf and the inscription Alpine Flowing Water.
Guizhi Xiang Wu Shu Mid-Autumn Festival
It's hard to get rid of the complex. Another three or five Mid-Autumn Festival, the eaves on the bright moon. Cut the cake into tea and the court is full of joy. The floating clouds have gone away from the remnants of the sun, and the jade plate is high and clean. The dew star turns, the ethereal man is small, and the building is sinking and vast. The most soul-destroying, mind-body like snow. Forget the dust of the old days, disturb the commission. Tonight, with the fence, the realm is suddenly clear. The claw marks in front of the sills faded, and the honor and humiliation of Chan Juan were like crumbs. But today is drunk, the wind is blowing, and the sky is open.
Yanqingdu · Send a spring outing to a beautiful gathering
Send spring back again. At the song, the grass warbler flying shower. The sea and sky are horizontal, the clouds shine on the water, and the doves are wild. The light car jumped over the front dam. Long reminiscence, three spring breeze elegant. Infinite affection, under the forest, under the flowers, under the moon, under the window. Under the forest. To rhyme with tea, under the flowers. Blowing knots and chanting. Shadow shakes under the moon. Under the moon, most under the flute window. The wind is clearer and more suitable for night talk. Say spring to go, poetry to worry. Always on the heart, Ping gathers ping, flowers blossom thanks.
Qiluoxiang · Late Spring Tour to Bayfront Park
The mangroves are floating green, the long shore is stacked with greenery, and the wind does not feel the spring twilight. The tide rises on the beach, and the herons fly back. The bridge lies horizontally, the West Bay, the Xiamen Tower, and the South Pu. Another year, jing tender banana fertilizer, willow wind and rain late cloud crossing. Idle to seek victory, rambling the eyes of the people around you, and believing in the emotions. Elephants are invisible, and the wind and objects are as promised before the threshold. Huang nature, color show three spring, ask the fall red, do you have to worry about the place? Should be remembered, wisps of fireworks, incense before the road.
Yong Yu Le Ancient Han Tai Huaigu
A corner of the block, all the people are humane, the ancient Hantai. Green tile red eaves, terrace cover, full of autumn flowers and trees. The gold inscription is listed on the forehead, the name is towering the wall, and the illuminated door pillar is shining. More precious, speckled with historical sites, Qin Feng Han rain countless. In those years, chasing deer, wolf smoke Qin Chu, sting Han Taoguang raised tigers. Zhan Dao Ming Xiu, Chen Cang's darkness, and finally entered the Xianyang Lord. After the reign of emperor, after the opening of the Kaiqi, the Han Dynasty was forever solid. I came to ask, time and space spanned, strong winds.
Nian Nu Jiao ZiBai Mountain under the Gurudwara Zhang Liang Ancestral Hall
Qin Chuan shaped victory, competing with Shenzhou, how many heroes Haojie. In front of the Purple Cypress Mountain, the shrine stands tall, and a generation of emperors and teachers are traced. The golden plaque hung high, Zhu Lian hung everywhere, and the wind was fierce. The words are like a complaint, and blue blood can be seen between the words. In the year of the deer's victory, the bridge was put into action, and the three armies were called Shi Zhe. The drapery of the world, bravely retired from the forest spring mountain moon. The victorious day comes to swim, the autumn breeze is faint, and the hair is plucked. Looking up at the Long Ridge, this dynasty is still lonely.
Nian Nu Jiao · Ode to the Centenary of the Communist Party of China (using Su Shi to look out of thin air)
A hundred years of great changes, the eyes of the vast sea, count me China. Quantum entanglement interstellar, the celestial eye sees through the infinity. High-speed rail galloping, intelligence in hand, frequent achievements. The country is strong and the people are rich, and the Tang and Han dynasties are impressive. Looking back at the vicissitudes of the past, the wolf smoke is stacked, and the flag is red everywhere. Raise the hammer and sickle for millions, and annihilate the enemy in the bloody battlefield. Clean up the rivers and mountains, the people are the masters, and the hundred tribes are republican. Hua Xu fulfilled his dream, and the governor of Kyushu sowed spring colors.
Dongfeng First Branch · Shenzhen-Shantou Cooperation Zone inscription wall
A new city, a thousand autumns of great achievements, to open up the cooperation of the grand domain. The four towns of Fang are united, and the mountains and rivers are green. Demonstration first, original and modern miracle. Look at the old garden, such as the sun in the sky, the beautiful bay spring color. Remembering the beginning, I made a note to carry a pen. Seek development, long-term whiplash. The Pearl River Delta is in the same chip, and the East and West of Dawan are combined. When the blueprint is drawn, it is lifted and the wings are shaken. It is hitting the water and the clouds, and it is not worthy of the nine days of wind and day.
Milk swallow fly spring return
——Written in the "Rhyme of Water, Length of the River" poetry contest selection activities
Spring returns early. Look at the head of the continent, the flowers are clear and the water rhymes, and the shaping fish are around. After the first makeup of the shore lotus skirt, it is sparkling like a hug. And the covenant, the blue sky and the green grass. Bathing in the waves of the wilderness, shadow walking, drunken acacia birds. With the child dream, how good the dream is. Wordlessly polluted the river channel. Nai Ninwen, Scales Dive Feather Cain, Ji Si mi island. Even if the weeping Yang cherishes the spring spirit, the difficulty is the east wind. Joy today, achievement of Yu Chen. It is also necessary to be clean in the world, to sing and to break through Jiang Tianxiao. The fragrance is ethereal.
A thousand poems
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