The selected poems | how many sad things in the world, half of them are separated

"Seven Laws of Providence Grand Canyon"

Text/Ronin

Night dream wonder Providence, like listening to the waterfall splashing and roaring.

Five thousand boardwalks stand on the cliffs, and 90,000 ladders are crossed.

Looking at the heavens and the earth, I sighed at the gods.

How many scenery in the world, the most like flying spring valley love.

Meng Dong

Text/East Side

The continuous rain is resting for a few hours, and the wind is not autumn.

The night dew frost is transparent and cold, and the plain ink moon is like a hook.

Wind and snow on the Pine Ridge, bamboo verdant gardens are dotted with scenery.

The four seasons are full of winter colors, and the apricot forest leaves fall thin branches.

"Drunken Flowers Yin Pity the People in Front of You"

Text/Decline

Acacia was sent to the bright moon. The moon shadow wears goose feathers.

People in the small building, no residual lights, lonely and desolate song.

And pour bitter wine glasses must be easy. A couple of lovesick.

Take pity on the person in front of you, and when it comes to the broken intestine, there is no way to avoid it.

"Saiwai Fei Xue Chun Jiang Song"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Yushu Qionghua was outside the plug, and overheard where the mountain song was sung.

Plum blossoms are not in heat first, and it seems that there is a spring river to be waited for and brother.

"Ruan Lang Gui Pan Lang Gui"

Several old houses mu slanting the sun. On both sides of the Gate.

Shi Yi looked forward to Erlang. Smell the food again.

Sleepless nights, tears. When sideburns are stained with cream.

Years of wandering and thinking of Daddy. Alone in a foreign land.

Wing Hong Ye (1)

Text/Cold Rose

Thick frost is full of floating autumn trees, and the ancient temple is across the sky for sunset.

Write the golden book in the wild, who should be zhu Cui's journey to the end of the world.

"Wing Hong Ye (II)"

Don't hate the three autumn questions of the green field, Dan's heart is full of comfort.

Clearly distinguished blue blood cold Qingrui, Mo Dao Zhu yan dye green branches.

"Little Snow Over the Green Dragon Temple"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Xiao Xiao rained over the Zen altar, and the golden wind set the Shuo Banner.

Holding Hui Fu Xie listened to the explanation, ascended the ladder and abandoned the village Xuan.

Floating Tu Seven Realms Mo Yun, Luo Han Sansheng smiled and smiled.

Chickens and dogs smell strange trees, and the morning bell and twilight drum purple bamboo wall.

Partridge Day Tanabata

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The passing water moves slowly over time. The magpie returned to the night hanging.

But smell the blue and fall of the Milky Way wide, do not see the morning glory weaver girl period.

People gather and disperse, monthly profit and loss. Golden Wind Jade Dew is the most acacia.

Half of the sad things in the world come from separation.

"Nango Ichishe Mei · Feeling the World"

The years are dark and hurried, and things are about the heart and things are empty.

The most floating cloud is uncertain, and I want to ask the poor, how to ask the poor.

Who will borrow the long wind? A little warp in your hand.

Hustle and bustle, not calm, pretend to be calm.

"Nangeko Shigeyo"

Step up to the top and gaze at the old forest.

Affixed into verses only whispered.

Mo asked me why I came alone.

The bird knows what it means, and the cloud has no heart.

For whom is the yellow flower?

In the end, don't worry about the most difficult to hate.

"Autumn Evening Success"

Love, hate, sorrow and joy over the years, where the words of foreign countries are peaceful.

The cold silence of the smoke induces the willows to be left behind, and the leaves of the wood fall off the eaves.

The goose dot autumn and the sky falls, and the wind blows the sleeves of the guests.

At night, I look back and forth on the cumbersome things, and a little idleness wraps around the tip of the pen.

"The End of the Year"

Providence urged the cold and snow to fail, and suddenly the years forced the new righteousness.

After years of knowing each other, the moon should be pitied and drunk.

It is not only nostalgia that follows the eternal night, but also the fate of the body and the wrong Confucianism.

Recently, I heard sad things, and I burst into tears in front of the bottle.

"An Gongzi Chao Wu Dang"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

I danced with the mountain before I resigned from the Five Mountains to come to the place.

Creation loves the spirit of the land, and calculates the good fortune of the heavens.

It is about to sunset, and the cliff opens the jade tent to flow smoke.

In front of the Golden Temple, there are countless creeping mountains.

Surprised by the tourists around them, they cheered like drums.

A towering tree, the wind and clouds are psychedelic and not ancient.

Taiji yin and yang give birth to gossip, and it is difficult to play red dust.

There is no way, and everything in the world is dust.

There is a way, and I am afraid of the past!

Ask Yuan Shi Tianzun, who is so born.

"WangjiangNan"

Looking at Gangnam boring things

Boring things, I also call tianya. The moon on the mountain is still cloudy, and the flowers in the snow are also flowers in the fog. For the elderly.

Wangjiangnan · Happy things

Happy things, the cape with the end of the world. Sweep the salty sails and break the waves, grind dry and tears. Talk about the word maker.

Wangjiangnan. Nian Zhiyin

Heavy sun day, nowhere to find zhiyin. After the festival, the flowers splashed tears, and the wine was sad before the flowers. What a pain to come again.

Wangjiangnan. Homesickness

Tianya Road, when is the return journey? The white waves refused to let the heavenly boats refuse, and the dark clouds were deceived by the moon rain. One more in the night.

Wangjiangnan. Dream loved ones

The year is approaching, and one night dreams of relatives. Keep the old things in the hearth, fight poetry and wine to talk about the new spring. Wake up with a tear in your face.

"Seven Absolutes, Looking at plums to listen to frost"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The plum blossoms look sad at night, and the shadows of the cold smoke geese have not disappeared.

In the mirror of the last night, there are thousands of layers of frost and snow.

"Seven Absolute Poems Return to Jiangnan"

Buqu looked at the flowers and saw the years, and the flying clouds hung a long rainbow to the Road.

Unforgettable South of the Yangtze River, pen yan also came to carry the wind.

Seven Holly

Holly dew leaves buy green mountains, wild moon bright when I drunk sleep.

Sleeping beauty flutters and blossoms, turning back to the night quiet wine without money.

"Seven Absolute Rongcheng Impression Poems II"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(i)

Summer Summer Rong City Mu Green Turban, Bondage Songke True.

The green waves on the terrace are cloudy, and the milk swallows come to see the passers-by.

(ii)

Qi Ge song cloud rain soft, fangjiao grass green willow new.

You Xian worships Liu Fengmiao and cherishes hua nian as a gifted person.

"Seven Absolutes: Two Poems for Children at Home"

The willow breeze shakes the spring, and the child's right path is Fangchen.

Sails near the water in the boat wet, blessed with clothes for dancing dust.

The delicate red cheeks are arrogant and innocent, and the young geese can sing and pretend to be disgusted.

Stay outside Xiahui's poem, and Hugh mocks and disturbs the Hundred Flowers Spring.

"Seven Laws of Dragon Boat Friends About Mountaineering"

The mountain is high and the stone is wide and strange, and the prosperity is clear and self-reliant.

Ye Xing unforgettable Xiang He thin, Jun En Shang remembers Wolong Zhen.

Three cups live up to the wordless oath, a smile still sings a little pro.

Wooden leaves fluttering can play in the water, thousands of flowers to report the ghost.

"Seven Laws , Sealed Pen Tread Rong City See Gift"

The grass and trees are miserable and the leaves are falling, and the empty Huai Shi zhi steps on the rong city.

Yun Luo xie put on new makeup, and the wild bird returned to dance.

Full of golden wind and penmanship, a thousand chapters of jade law turned to the sound of the piano.

Why drunkenly lie on the innocent road, jinzhu streamer has its own feelings.

"Su Twilight Acacia"

The beginning of the month is oblique, and the clouds are falling. Mangosteen cross eyebrows, eyebrow lock three autumn water.

Clouds protect the wind and the waves are weeping. Qing Dai's marriage seems to continue to be windy.

Obsessed, thousands of miles. Don't chase after it, your eyes are full of incense.

Lou Jing lantern ming lian yan character. Night and night, ask the taste of lovesickness.

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