Selected poems| Jiangcun grass and trees fuchun map, the photo of the dissipation of sorrow is enough to entertain

"Dotted Lips"

Text/He Youmu

Seeing the west wind again, the mirror was empty as old.

Dew frost thin, emaciated willow in front of the door.

The heart is close, and there is no one to guard it.

After she came, the court was full of poetry and wine, and the strings were fragrant sleeves.

"Linjiang Immortals, First Snow"

Text/One session at a time

A lane of fluttering and unconscious, clothes cold to understand the new year.

By the window sparrow every seductive.

The flowers are still at ease, and the durian fruit is not dusty.

And Dao Shaoguang is easy to pass, fortunately still Wenhai as a neighbor.

Fishing tree days to cross the clouds.

In the mirror, he did not serve the old, and the dream pen continued to be the predecessor.

"Zhaojun Wang"

Text/Spring and Autumn

The Yin Mountains look at the countryside and the distance, and the string pipe is still an old dream.

The clever pen is like knowing what is hated, and the painter is also beautiful.

"Jiang Yue Huang Heavy Mountain・ Autumn Writing Nostalgia"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The grass fades at dusk on the road, and the west wind falls on the pavilion.

The blue clouds are deep in the Brocade Book. The west wind is late, and the geese mourn.

Count the streamer touches, and occasionally chase the sadness of the past.

Chrysanthemums bloom under the hedge. Acacia, traveler at the end of the world.

"Fishing Song Zi Akishi"

The frequent seasons prompt the willow leaves to decline, and who calls the sunset to the platform?

The clouds and the geese wandered, and Qiu Si turned into this.

"Stealing Magnolia Flowers Autumn Meaning"

The sunset is bleak and the autumn smoke is cold, and the frost wind blows sideburns.

The night is long, and the sycamore wine has not disappeared.

Acacia overflowed the south window moon, helplessly the old people heard nothing.

The lone goose is miserable, and the intestines are broken even if they do not stay in the reeds.

"Minami Kaeko Keinaka"

The mangroves are autumn-colored, and the green mountain pillows are turbulent.

The white clouds return to the road for two long walks. But hate to leave the emotions in the heart.

The road of the world is now habitual, and the lovesickness has not yet stopped.

The sunset is infinitely sad. I am most afraid of climbing the lonely building.

"Miscellaneous Feelings"

The flowers have fallen and blossomed for a few autumns, and the poor body is still leisurely.

Ruthless one incense ash cold, hundred steel into a soft finger.

"Bead Curtain Roll , Wing Chun Snow "

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

With the wind, full of flowers, silent is merciless.

Wantonly wandering the world, the ice heart is transparent.

Coming and going is like a dream, as light as high and low.

Blend into the spring water of Yushan Mountain, Mei Zhenghuo, Mai Chuqing.

"Huanxi Sand Snowflake"

Don't be the Emperor of the Heavenly Palace, dream of spring alone. See the wind in the silence.

A little ice heart condensed into jade, three long-cherished wishes into flowers. Dongjun le has the green world.

《Yamahanako Snow》

It does not occupy a table of fragrant flowers, but it is longer than apricot peach.

Born in the heavenly vault on the earth, dressed in a joan of pretense.

If the water is melted, the mountain laughs, and the jade carving is busy after the ice.

Fang Mengtuo will be in the dream, wake up the spring light.

"Lang Tao Sha Yong Xue"

A piece of edelweiss, a crown of charm. Light and white to flawless.

Melt the water to freeze the body of foreign affairs, moisturize the root buds.

Greetings to thousands of families, pile up a doll. Fall all over the city happy sense of the end of the world.

Sweep away the red dust and complain about the years, and then boil spring tea.

"Seven Absolute Winter Miscellaneous Poems"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Song dust wine ink a heavy wall, generations of endless dreams and incense.

Mo Xiaochi drove the pool wrinkled face, who can be a hundred years old to be crazy?

"Seven Absolute Drinking Poems"

Drinking without money and hiding from the tongue, the cup line is the most majestic.

With the love of yi to see the temptation, there is a taste to know the poor and drunk after the hao.

"Seven Absolutes, Gifts to the Village Officials of Jiang Village"

Gangchon grass and trees fuchun map, the shadow to dispel the sorrow is enough to entertain.

Comfort me to sing the folk affairs, love with Luther Van Jia Su.

"Seven Laws , Leaning River Pavilion "

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

A piece of light wave leaping brocade fish, boring willow bank can be proud.

After the new cool rain, forget the water, and the hot summer forest seems to know the canal.

Want to get close to the flowers and pity the guests, frequently come to the shadows and smile fairy.

The river is surging and the clouds are dark, and the lone sail is happy to be at the beginning.

The Seven Laws of Chanting

Tirelessly raise the township marquis, the younger generations of children and grandchildren are ashamed.

The Analects are pregnant with capital and hegemony, and the Spring and Autumn footprints are all over Shenzhou.

Meritorious names and filial pieties are inherited by everyone, and the articles of etiquette and righteousness are retained from generation to generation.

Fathers and sons are simple and noble, and xianliang has been acting for love ever since.

"Seven Laws: Visiting the Eastern Fence"

The high sky and wild color of the ancient land, the cooking spring listens to the rain and visits the eastern fence.

Dark green willow scented sleeves, beautiful green mulberry eyebrows.

Outside the water to explore the mysterious white chrysanthemum, in front of the flower to attract the red sunflower.

The warbler sighs and the butterfly dances in the evening.

"Seven Laws of Hibiscus"

Hibiscus dreams of cold and fresh fragrance, and secretly sends red sorrow for another year.

The magic dance is competing for the festive night, and the heart is competing to know the sunset day.

There is no bright moon in the green mountains, and when daisy returns, it is in the old place.

Betty Yingying is full of veins, and Xia Rongcui sleeves are self-contained.

Seven Laws: Half-World Poems

Half-world Qing Gao Road is leisurely, spinning horses leaping xianzhou.

Yamashiro sang the wine song Jiangyue, and Nogishi held a pole to drive a seagull.

The two eyes read the remnants of the ancient hatred, and Qianfeng saw all the water and heaven.

The spring breeze does not need to lean on it, and the shooting tiger deceives people without turning their eyes.

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!