【Early Spring on Longshang】
The East Wind Su Ke Dream, Mei Hide Warm Hearts.
May spring always be there, and peace prevails.
【Sixteen-character order. Chun Si】
In the spring, everything competes for the first weather.
Greedy rest, convenient to have three doors.
【Thinking of relatives】
Tsubaki Celestial Bliss, several years of dreams into the void.
Shame on the rain on the west mountain, sad to listen to the wild shop wind.
The birth of children is generous, and the sacrifice of life is endless.
I am the Buddha, the Lord of Mercy, and the Lotus Terrace is now Nobita.
【Chinese New Year's Eve Yin】
Tiger roaring Shenzhou wine aroma, mountain village Chinese New Year's Eve unusual.
The Taurus sends blessings to a thousand family music, looking forward to the auspicious new year.
【Shangwei Qianfu Youyin】
Not a mortal heart is stained with dust, and it is spring in the wei and spring.
Yin and Yang created a hurry, but they made the mysteries of the world.
【Spring Hope】
Ten miles of peach blossoms and ten miles of red, the flow of years forced to be bald.
If the rest of your life is full of dreams, the sea of suffering is not blue.
【Spring Tour】
The old willows in the river bay sprout new shoots, and the people in the water seem to be us.
Wandering is only for the sake of life, and dreams are everywhere missing home.
【Passing through the temple】
Nameless divided into four phases, death I a moment of Zen.
The twilight drums sounded, and the lonely clouds fell asleep.
On this day, what year is the fa xi?
Who can purify the body and take care of the Buddha's fate.
【Little Year Idle Yin】
The snow is covered with thousands of cages, and many troubles rush into the heart.
Once there was still Ling Yunzhi, he gradually felt that he was free to be a guest.
There is no elegance in the sound of firecrackers, and the food does not sleep after drinking.
In the future, the blessings and misfortunes of the king asked, but may peace speak in the year of the tiger.
【Self-deprecating】
Yuan zhi world is impermanent, and the wind and rain are walking in all directions.
Life is thin and sentimental with the cold moon, light and hateful.
Stealing leisure does not hinder the music of poetry, and it is like the fragrance of ink.
Spring snow is a good time to be clean and dusty, and peace of mind is a good time.
【Chinese New Year's Eve Night Yin】
Cattle head towards the abandoned farmland. Tiger roaring mountains and forests are full of beasts.
The people of the village were outside, and the dream soul had nowhere to speak.
The sound of cannons continued to interrupt He Zengle, and the spring color was always the edge.
The wine was quenched Chinese New Year's Eve night, and the patriarchs were ushered in a feast.
About the Author:
Dou Xicai, the title of the book Miaofa Xinxiang, trumpet sound, a native of Qin'an County, Gansu Province. He loves calligraphy and is good at cursive writing. Love traditional Chinese culture, yin and yang feng shui master. His poetry works have been published many times in "Great Northwest Poets", "Red Moon Poetry and Painting Art Society", "Writers' Zone", "Poetry Dock", "Bamboo Rhyme Qinyin", "Contemporary Great Writers", "Bamboo Rhymes and Quiet Fine Poetry Society", "MoHai Yizhai", "Yiyi Qiushui Poetry Journal", "Xiaoxiang Poetry Garden", "Poets' Heaven and Earth Periodicals", "Mohai Xinzhou", "Orchard Poetry", "Writers' American Texts", "Selected Poems", "Fang Fei Li Ying", "Chengji Culture", "American Literature Appreciation Station" and other media platforms.