Selected poems| intentional flowers and branches, a pair of mandarins, a pair of swallows

Tarim Poplar

Text/Spring and Autumn

The heart of the poplar tribe is a hundred years old, and the years flow gold love the evening forest.

Stay until the night of the wind and snow in the branches, Dan Shen white-haired Han Chen.

"Tang Duoling, Winter Night Remembers the Dead"

Text/East Side

The leaves are falling. The reed flowers are pure like snow. Snow after ning, wind knocking on the wood door.

Three or five friends invited a small gathering, around the fire, a family.

Strange on the plain dress new. The cold is bone-chilling. In front of the small courtyard, smell the wine.

In recent years, guan yin old songs, reminiscing about the past, hometown people.

The Seven Absolutes. Reminiscences

Text/Small bridge flowing water

Looking at the moon and remembering Zhiyin, he was full of tears.

He once made a wish to Yuxiao, and he shared the red dust with foam.

"Hate Spring Late Winter Moon"

Snow reflects the west window of the wind is bone-chilling, plum turui, fragrant overflow south garden.

A song broke the intestines, tears in the eyes of love, fog lightly soaked in the cold.

Lakeside Poping reed flowers are white, lotus paths are extinguished, and the silk is broken.

It is difficult to paint a picture, the winter sun in the west, the sparse forest returns to the bird frost day.

"Xi Jiang Yue A Few Points of He Nai"

Text/One session at a time

A little cold and heavy, a thousand things have not warmed the thoughts.

A few red suns pressed the brow tips. Winter tiredness is a remnant of the light.

Leave some traces of dreams and look at the Cloud Dynasty.

Flowers fall in the wind and rain. Who sighed shao light over.

"Seven Laws of Youwen Into a Hundred Zhangs"

Text/Tears

The absolute ridge knows the wind and the nine realms, and the escalator goes straight down to the water and clouds.

The three winter jade huflies and falls, and the hundred-zhang smoke rainbow war horse chirps.

Ancient road red maple clear pieces, blue lake red shadow Meaning Qingqing.

Wen Cheng has been a cyclist for thousands of years, and so far the wind has my name.

The Seven Laws of Phenomena

The number of popular characters is crazy, and the pro-silk under the door is stabbed in the courtyard.

The poster Zhang Zhang name autobiography, Qingshan everywhere bone zero Ding.

Avenue of Stars Red Heart Carpet, Sai Mo Wolf Smoke Black Fireflies.

A game of millions of dollars, heroes who are better than stars?

"Seven Laws and Hundred Flowers River Pollution Feelings"

A hundred flowers reminisce about the green pavilion, half into the city and half into the clouds.

The wastewater is now turning over the black waves, and the blue waves are looking at luo skirts.

The south wind is not as smelly as a thousand, and the asahi is confused and smoked.

The people's government works together to remove the old filth, and the incense is always in Mo Ciqin.

《Gangnam Hatsuyuki Gin》

Wen/Chuanba idler

The frost garden is white and red, and the ice flowers are cold overnight.

Yesterday, the lake warblers were pleasantly colored, and now the snow covers the southern end.

The Fog

Text/Bright

The fog locks the cold mountains and moons like hooks, and the thick smoke goes up to the tall buildings.

In the hazy night, no one asked, and the faint singing had a guest's sorrow.

"Snowy Walk"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Cloud obstacle wind cold eyelashes flowers, high mountain road far away career.

The hardships were long and long, and the snow passed through the restaurant.

"Watching the Tide"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The tide surged back in Qiantang in August, and the mountains on both sides of Zhejiang were broken.

Could it be that the dragon roars on the bottom of the sea? At this time, thousands of troops came.

"Aria Wine"

Chuanqian ancient town steamed wine, Qin and Jin people are good to lift Ou.

Treasure cave by the Chishui River, lychee forest under the memory of Luzhou.

Several times the feast is intoxicating, and the rivers and lakes accompany guests.

The most sad place is the place where the spring color of the city makes people sad.

"Partridge Heaven • Hanging Xin Jiaxuan in Yaoqiang Town"

A trail of flowers hangs young and young, feeling thousands of emotions.

Failed to rectify the chaos, still living in the sun and the moon idle.

The wind is light, the water is babbling, and the 20-year-old ghost dream locks the river.

Half a life is helpless to return to the village, and the green mountains and rivers are finally old.

"Partridge Heaven : Over the Temple of Lady Sin"

The earthly gulls drifted a little, and they also passed the high state with the twilight.

The chaotic mountains have been in the air, and the herbs are far away.

Travel thousands of miles, hang thousands of autumns, and do your best.

The inscription of the Temple of Mercy xian is there, calling me to meditate on this building.

"Autumn With Nostalgia"

The heavens and the earth are born of autumn colors, and the rivers and lakes lie in the sunset.

The water is always vast, and the shadows of the mountains are also pale.

The monuments are in place for thousands of years, and the sunny days are thousands of miles.

Cui Lan invaded the curved sills, and the red leaves reflected the polder wall.

Frost cold three autumn evening, high september cool.

Pen pity new paper and ink, dust stained old clothes.

Remember where others are, and repeat the tears for a few lines.

The poem is written with sorrow and full of guests.

There is hatred in the moon, no books to send Zi Sang.

The clouds are swirling, and the sand geese are miserable.

Sighing time away, who taught the grass to be yellow.

Acura envied Yuanliang, pouring wine and drinking Yanguang.

Although the flowers can be stopped, the humor cannot be forgotten.

The fishing platform is obliquely sent to the day, and the hedge chrysanthemum is still fragrant.

The leaves fell in the wind, and the stars were in the dark.

Drunk in the hometown, waking up in a dream is a foreign country.

Looking back without a message, the eyes are through the empty intestines.

"Seven Absolutes of The Grass House"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Meet zi mo bei xiang guan, prancing horse to make a living in the mountains.

The water is wide and the sky is high, not borrowing the moon, and the search for a shadow and a shu cloud.

"Seven Absolute Grass Houses"

(i)

Winter grass house wax plum fragrance, Shu embroidery with the wind to the path of fang.

I was glad to see the clouds and the moon, and I smelled the wild fruits drunk and tasted.

(ii)

The grass house even has a curtain, and the Ming Dynasty table sees the grandfather.

The heart hangs on the back of the moon, and the dancing sleeves are as gentle as hibiscus flowers.

"Seven Laws of Dream Wax Plum"

In front of the flower, the smile is inching, and the snow cloud seems to have an alliance.

Born to know Tao Ling hate, proud people do not hinder the name of the immortal.

The soul returns to the pulse with the demeanor, and the guest goes to take the moon to the moon.

Who is drunk with the sweet smell of the night? Zhuang Sheng Xiao dream butterfly amorous.

"Seven Laws of Wax Plum Blossoms"

The leaf is against the Junmen, and The Dragon Xu Mingxia Jade is the soul.

Intentional flowers and branches a thousand moons, wordless swallows a pair of ducks.

Xiang Che complained about the woman's makeup shadow, and Jin Tent Shen Xiong wiped the tear marks.

Dreams scattered where to complain, frequent humid dew night lights dim.

"Seven Absolute Views of Emura North"

In the north, the grass is colored, and the plum blossoms reflect the snow and the east and west.

The flying spring guest met the cup wide, and I yiqing sky bird racing.

"Good Things Near. Phalaenopsis Orchid

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Wings dancing east wind, want to rise and stop the mood.

Afraid of the small door copper lock, into the insect faction.

Purple alone will fall into the city, and Lou Ting is loved.

There is more fragrance wafting through, outside the pot in the eyes.

"Drinking Fire Order, Returning to Danzhou"

There are few flowers on the strange side, and the grass on the edge of the field is yellow. The sun is setting and shouting cattle and sheep.

Paint a picture of smoke, the sky is already dark.

Du Yu shouted softly, returning to the crow Gu Muzang. Suddenly, I think of my hometown.

Asked the groan, asked the broken intestines. Asked two lines of clear tears, autumn meaning is too vicissitudes.

"Huan Xi Sha Typhoon Mu En Transit Sent Heavy Rain"

The rain brought salty wind to the window, and the mighty horse descended the hill. Iron hooves roared through the study.

A yellow stream of chaos, half a life drifted without panic. The chanting is longer than the sound of rain.

"Huan Xi Sha Li Autumn Day Reply to the Jianghu Fisherman"

Thousands of miles of wind and clouds and geese overturned, and the moon in front of the building illuminated the green mountains. A cicada in the depths of the green poplar.

I am also afraid of the reputation of dry sideburns, and I am more worried about decadence and dyed eyebrows. Huaijun friendship dou qiu han.

"Huan Xi Sha Li Autumn Day Reply New Rare Confusion"

When I woke up from the dream, the sea was in autumn, and the wandering soul was still swimming in the state. The muddled belt is soft around the waist.

The years are not clerical mistakes, and the fluctuations in the heart are poetic. In this life, he embraces Junliu.

"Huan Xi Sha Li Qiu Day Reply to Shek Poetry Friends"

I love the country and the mountains, and the words are gentle in the autumn season. Two or three best places to climb the stairs together.

The chief of personnel is with the flowers, and the poetry is always with the geese. Hand in hand with Jun to danzhou.

"Huan Xi Sha with Granddaughter Swing"

The fog disperses and the rain gathers, and the people fly butterflies and dance two gentle. The swing grip is darkly fragrant.

It's like riding a horse in the wind, it's more like surfing a boat. What a worry about life's ups and downs.

"Huan Xi Sha Answer Friends Ask Recent Situation"

Five or six autumn poems have been issued, and I have earned two or three dollars in shame. Just want to be able to share the chrysanthemum day.

Even if there is frost and wind withering trees, it will also celebrate the rest of the year. Tonight I am reading the mirror flower edge.

"Huan Xi Sha · Year-end Nostalgia"

A horse is like smoke that cannot be traced, and the sound of sorrow is still in the ears. Who will hang the new calendar on the lintel.

Searching through the words forest flowers have fallen, it is difficult to see the waves of peace. In the book, the wind and snow hit the heart.

"Huan Xi Sha Ying Chun"

Gyokuro sweet willow eyes fly, light wind even grass waist fat. The South Flying Swallow is returning.

The tears and wine are reconciled with the bitterness, and the poetry is brewing to cause sorrow and sorrow. The branches are not last year's plum.

"Huanxi Sha Dengjingzhou Ancient City"

Jin Feng roared back, and the water of Kowloon Yuan surrounded the city. The east wind flew over the wine flag.

Wang Cang was discouraged, and Guan Gong was careless and mischievous. Who's to add to the fence.

"HuanXi Sha · Out of Danzhou"

The drizzle was silently broken, and the green and yellow grass was lying in the creek wind. Basho gaunt for whom red.

Examine the shida flowers full of trees, and look through the dreams and tears in your chest. The story of Tianya is the same for several people.

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!