Selected poems| Triple Jasper people must learn, preferably when the spring heart is not cold

"Tang Doring Winter Solstice Dumpling Fragrance"

Text/Shiqin

They are afraid of separation, so they go west again.

Sleepless nights, sideburns ashes.

But Ji Xiangsi sent me first, spreading letters and reading new words.

Remember the juvenile idiot, Shang Si that day plum.

The stove is red and the dumpling soup is simmered.

Leaning against the firewood door, looking forward, the wind and snow obstructed, afraid of late return.

"Yunnan Winter Night Flower"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Visit lingxiao in winter, and the flower wall reflects the blue sky.

The wind blows obliquely, and the dew drops are shaken orange.

Fold a branch and linger in a few bunches.

The insects booed autumn and the birds chirped the spring tide.

"Dark Fragrance • Bleak Night"

Text/Mo Yu

Love in the past. The willow branches reflect the moon, and the cold wind blows badly.

Dreams shattered, and people's hearts changed in the cold.

Slightly less bitter heart, Qiong Fangsuo and Donglang have no love.

Which remembers, the sea oath mountain alliance, yang warm pay east pulse.

Fragments. Debt in turmoil. Occasionally, the road is rough and empty.

Long snow sunburn. Red rhyme lights scatter color.

Remember the depths of love, fengxueling, thousand autumn generations.

Another branch, blow a flower, forget who is there.

"Seven Absolute Snows"

Text/Small bridge flowing water

The hazy rain and fog have no home pass, and the twilight adds a few degrees of cold.

Saibei autumn and winter regulars drunk. Go with the wind overnight to Gangnam.

"Man Jiang Hong• Lan Yue"

Text/Cold Air

Pointing straight to the firmament, The God bows and fills the strings.

Raise your eyes, comb your green feathers, and the lights will be tired.

A flash of fiery fire, the golden toad jade rabbit was terrified.

Can be remembered, the past is recounted for a thousand years, and finally the wish is granted.

Leisurely fall, fly back. Stretched sleeves, dazzling posture.

The moon was in hand, and the world sighed.

Always benevolent people with lofty ambitions and painstaking efforts to bury their heads in the country.

Between the universes, watch the hunting flag red, the windward exhibition.

"Flute Under the Moon: Evening Look"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

At dusk, ascending the stairs, there are no smoke trees.

Flying flowers like rain, how many emotions in it.

The sub-rules resist death and urge the intestines to break, and they are even more helpless and teach people to understand.

Laughing red dust is easy to grow old, green mountains grow up, it is better to go home.

Twilight, Hugh reviewed. More humble, where is the beauty?

Time was in a hurry, and asked him if Mingyue knew.

Grape wine hibiscus sword, all incorporated, bitter road.

Thinking of Zhang Han, for the autumn wind, it is like returning to the homeland.

"Nian Nu Jiao, Smell the Piano at Night, Stir Up the Guilt, And Write This Article"

The bullet is humorous, the lyricist is at this moment, and the travel is infinite.

The west wind blew the leaves and leaves, and the night was continuous.

Cold and cold, sour, just for the flow of years.

Sigh and blame it for the black and white double key.

The bright moon is half leaning on the late autumn, the well platform is wefty, crying to death and no one cares.

I advised Qingluan Hugh to look in the mirror, and his face changed in the mirror.

Everywhere sad, every year lonely, win lovesickness.

Poor Shu paper, filled with whose mind.

"Su MuCha Bi Wu Qiu"

Bi Wu Qiu, Bright Moon Kyauk. Golden beast agarwood, golden beast agarwood.

Zheng yu palace shang modern and ancient tone. How about guests? What about the guests?

The mountains are far away, and the dreams are returned. The beauty in the dream, the beauty in the dream laughs.

Leaning on the railing alone is quiet. A little acacia, a little acacia.

Partridge Day, Late Autumn Nostalgia

Falling on the leaves of the trees, chrysanthemums in the weather geese fly back.

Sending yourself to the ordinary things of heaven and earth, looking at the ten thousand mountains in the southeast.

After gathering and dispersing, writing sorrow and joy; a bottle of turbid wine comforts the hardships.

Poor dream of the Red Chamber one night, the dream is broken and the rest of the air is cold.

"Looking for Plum Sentences"

Bamboo plums are like snow, and there are two or three branches near the water.

The moon is full in the night of the West Building, and Acacia is at this time.

"Seven Absolute Li Bai Salary Answer Poetry Friends"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Li Bai cup fighting wine spring, Xingchen Mo jealousy hanging a thousand salaries.

Can Go emperor De Yang concubine drunk, Yu Yu sand field has a substitute?

"Seven Absolutes, White Plums in Front of the Door"

The snow in front of the white-haired door is hanging everywhere, and the scenery is embroidered with proud branches.

Triple jasper people must learn, preferably when the spring heart is not cold.

"Seven Absolute Encounters at the Same Table"

Shuyuan returns to Huicaoyin, and peach blossoms burn to meet beautiful people.

Open the placket to comfort each other, self-adapted Mandarin duck regrets the late spring.

"Seven Absolute Gifts to the Poet Yang Lina"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

He has been obsessed with gifting virtuous relatives in his life, and has experienced hardships in many lifetimes.

Sing rhymes and chant poems qing is proud, but teaches immortals after the rain.

"Seven Absolute Gifts for Poets and Scholars"

The scholar is supremely strong-hearted, and a piece of paper is affectionate to learn who is immortal.

Pen chin mountain plum bone in, poetry into myo ink jade wenlian.

"Seven Absolutes, Nine Sisters for the Poet"

Fishing alone in poetry bright moon, a thousand jun pen power to give red dust.

Leave the song to see the sorrow, dare to be a noble person to the end of the world.

"Seven Absolutes, Wangjiang Village"

Smoke and haze dew lock green pine, Qi painting a thousand flowers wave red.

Not to see what Jiangcun has gained, the current period of public will.

"Seven Absolutes to Mr. Wang Jun"

Wild pepper flowers bloom all the time, and red Xiabi Dew sends fangs.

Pedestrians do not ask about the bitterness of the year, for there are green mountains to plant their own.

Partridge Sky Tour west mountain Dianchi Lake

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Early rise of the West Mountain birds are not alarmed, smoke waves across the Guo is Kunming.

Red plum blooms red apricots, green water pushes the boat to wake up green Ping.

Gull style, willow yingying. Dianchi Haohao was self-conscious.

After the east wind cut through the flowing clouds, he laughed at my nameless but affectionate.

"Acacia Introduction , Looking at the Snowy Mountains of the Palanquin"

Far away from the blue sky and near the clouds, out of the south gate of the town.

The birds are frightened and the snow and ice do not get dusty.

How many male talents are empty horses, and whether there are any adventures that hurt the gods.

Who knows the mind, climb to the top and laugh.

"Drinking Fire Order, Nostalgia"

The water is three thousand miles wide, and the people drift for fourteen years.

Falling flowers on a small cold day. Lone goose characters are difficult to write, and the mountains and trees are smokey.

Lonely like silkworm old, warm like butterfly sleep. Chang Mengsi willow in front of the window.

Look at the starlight, look at the moon. Watch the mist turn into rain and slide down to the cheeks.

"Drinking Fire Order: Acacia Words"

The years flow like water, and life is fast as a shuttle.

Only his love words grind people. Heaven and earth are a bright moon, and moths are circled under the lamp.

May the three living stones be carved, and the eyes be condensed into ten thousand waves. When it comes to dreams, it is babbling.

Bitter spring plum, bitter summer lotus. Bitter taste, harmful poetry on the pillow.

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!