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Twelve poems of the Seven Absolutes of "Nong Yin Spring Lyrical Coupled"

author:Swallow Art Garden

Text/Uncle Hui (Xu Rihui)

Twelve poems of the Seven Absolutes of "Nong Yin Spring Lyrical Coupled"

(i)

Swallow scissors hanging down Yang February's body,

The east wind greens the old garden in spring.

Peach desire pear blossom rhyme,

Butterfly love flowers are tender and new leaves.

(ii)

Green dye flying red wild cuckoo,

The farmhouse is green and ploughed.

Qingliu Mo Wild Oil Flower Drunk,

Ten thousand wisps of spring wind and ten thousand wisps of smoke.

(iii)

Willow spit goose yellow young leaf buds,

Spring storm drunken swallow home.

Listen to the cuckoo urging farming,

Strange cattle ploughing sunset obliquely.

(iv)

Spring breeze breaks willow apricot blossom Yan,

Most like children to put paper kites.

It is the cauliflower that pours out on the stranger,

Gold is scattered in the countryside.

Twelve poems of the Seven Absolutes of "Nong Yin Spring Lyrical Coupled"

(5)

The willow oriole sings a good tune,

The warbler swallows together in poetry.

Blue sky as the scenery of the East Wind Dance,

An inch of spring light and an inch of gold.

(6)

Swallow dance East Wind Willow skirt,

Smell the birds and plough again.

Cauliflower yellow bee kiss,

The most beautiful spring drunk white clouds.

(vii)

Huang Li Yong Liu Yi Chun poem,

It's when the peach blossoms are shining.

Ziyan is both obsessed with old love,

Talk about a few loves.

(viii)

Cuckoo ploughs the mono,

Farmers plough early in paddy fields.

Who knows the warbler?

Occasionally there are frogs and a few sounds.

Twelve poems of the Seven Absolutes of "Nong Yin Spring Lyrical Coupled"

(IX)

In front of the green window of the willow wind carrying rain,

The winding path is brightly colored with grass.

Young leaves and flowers butterfly love,

Out of the wall red apricot asks who is pitiful?

(x)

Green rain clearly flows through the stream,

Cuckoos chirp outside willow front window.

Peach blossoms drunk spring breeze,

Farmers have long been plowing on ridges.

(xi)

I give the spring wind grass color fragrance,

Ten thousand weeping willows spit goose yellow.

The warm song of the warbler tree falls,

Butterflies love flowers dancing wildly.

(xii)

Frozen snow first melted outside the sky,

Gangnam plumbing duck knows first.

Peach blossoms do not remember the opening day,

Only with spring breeze drunken willow smoke.

Made on the evening of the eighth day of the first month of February on 2022.03.10