Selected poems| Why complain about the flat boat, remember the acacia flower called nostalgia

"Seven Winter Solstices"

Text/East Side

Air-cold wind cold winter solstice approaching, around the stove to cook dumplings for a family.

Rui Nian counts the beginning of the ninth year, and brings spring back to the snow to find.

The Seven Absolutes. Winter Solstice》

Text/Small bridge flowing water

Yin Fu Yang rises shu qi back, cold warm wine two or three cups.

Tonight is no other long night, waiting for the spring breeze to kiss the plum.

Snowflake Fly Lamei

Text/Simple

Strolling in the wind, the leaves falling by the river are piled up.

The corner looked up, and the cold trees were full of plums.

The flowers are golden and the branches are dancing.

Three sniffs of sweet fragrance into the intestines, drunk and difficult to return.

"Five Absolute Plums"

Skinny bones frost and snow, branches proud of rain and wind.

Fragrant butterfly love, calyx in the garden.

"Eight Voices of Ganzhou"

Text/Mo Yu

The light snow is clear on the rainy day, and the lead is broken.

The road is narrow and the wind and moon ridge, the cold old field, the cold frost.

Everywhere the lights faded, faintly hurting.

But look at the bamboo tears, crying Xiao Xiang.

I have no intention of coming to a strange road, looking at the vastness of my hometown, and the smoke and rain are collected.

Smiling eyes disappear, and suffering arises.

Love is empty, who is alone, hate for a few hours, nowhere to say desolate.

Who knows me, no rain, lonely night.

The Seven Absolutes. Winter Solstice Night Nostalgia》

The cold moon is cold and the wind is frosted everywhere, and the shallow water reflects the clear light.

Thousands of worries and other townspeople, the winter solstice cold supper hates the night long.

"Don Doring Snowflake"

Text/Shiqin

The wind sent Liu Jingfang and quietly knocked on the blue window.

Plum smoke and falling stone poetry.

The key red furnace invites you to come, the gathering is short, and the old love is long.

Cut plum makeup by the tree, shadow drunken moon cream.

Floating, taste the desolation.

Why not disturb the wind and rain, the turbid world, and the madness.

"Tasting Old Village Spring Tea"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The fog cage Dianhai is drunk and humorous, and the incense overflows the old village of Ou in spring.

Savor the worries and joys of life, and sit and listen to the boiling spirit of the spring.

"Willow Youth, Youhuai"

The willow leaves are sparse, the guests are lonely, and the frost is cold.

Inspection of ordinary life, half a glass of residual wine, several years of rivers and lakes.

Low wandering past is vague, remember once asked, smoke wave angler:

The blue sea is vast, the fish people are at the bottom, and the moon is flowing?

"Appeal to the Heartfelt Order, Autumn Feelings"

The white cloud mountains are far away, and the lone geese do not make a trip.

In late autumn, the scenery is the most gut-wrenching.

The leaves fall and the chrysanthemums are yellow. Sigh streamers.

Don't come through the ages, say don't think about it, for fear of heartbreak.

"Xi Jiang Yue Dream Queen Book Huai"

Fallen leaves are stunned by shallow dreams, who lean on in the late autumn.

The moon is bright and bright, and it is the time to return.

Encounters are nothing more than advances and retreats, and there are many ups and downs in the world.

I don't know what to do, but I write idle words.

"Persuasion"

The most is that the road to the end of the world is uneven, don't come to the years and the glory.

Advise jun to still know each other in his dreams, and not to walk alone in the world.

"Seven Absolute Winter Solstice Months"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The song lips remember the treasure in the palm of the hand, and the jade thin smile opens according to the wind.

Shifu durian skirt is not gifted, the flower bright moon is full of sorrow?

"Seven Absolutes, Hua Feast Gift"

The moon opens at night at the Feast of Victory, and when the Jade Girl Comes.

At first, I was still drunk and danced before the appointment, how many times did I smile and remember?

"Seven Absolutes, Small Courtyard Matters"

In the small courtyard, he painted candles for many years, and few people came from afar.

There is no answer to this question, and there are luoyi geese mourning.

"Seven Laws , Miscellaneous Poems of gengzi nian , two poems "

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(i)

Moonrise rivers and lakes rain jealous plums, thousands of mountains and grass wild flowers urge.

When people come to the Buddha's world, they first seek tranquility, and things go to the pot and the sky does not open.

We should hold the hometown heart to report the good news, and we must pity the sunset and accompany ourselves.

Love love wind blowing noodles, Purple Pavilion bottle incense drink a cup.

(ii)

The moonrise is jealous of the plum, and the thousand mountains and grasses are all kinds of urging.

When people come to the Buddha's realm, they are quiet, and things cannot be mourned when they go to the pot.

It should be ashamed that the hometown is full of good news, and it is better to have pity and tears.

Lovers may blow the wind, and Zi Ge moves the bottle to lean on.

"Seven Laws of Falling Leaves"

The leaves fall endlessly in vain, and the floating clouds are stacked to see Shao Nian.

Clear stream gargling stone period bright moon, evening light dinner Xia asked white lotus.

Mizusawa tidal dragon into the water, Tianmen letter early I ascended to heaven.

Jiangtou news to people scramble, after all, amorous is gu immortal.

"Five Laws: Looking Far"

Linxuan was full of sleeves, looking at Yi Heyi.

The water moon competes for pity in the valley, and the mountain flowers compete for the valley.

The woodcutter pays the wine to cook, and the fishing is returned.

Fu Jing is rewarded by the king, leisurely reminiscing about the past.

"Seven Laws and Rural Sounds"

Qi Ge Xiang regretted that he had not met, and Liu Xia banned water from the west and east.

Pear Blossom Ferry is drunk on credit, and the willow family is bathed in the evening wind.

A mirror of looseness is clear, and a thousand branches of loneliness are faint clouds.

Rural foresight has never been expensive, and the wandering soul is not afraid of poverty.

"Seven Laws : May Tour"

The Mayflowers float freely, and the mountain green fog rises out of the smoke building.

The clouds and shadows flew around the south, and the sound of the passing water flowed high.

Feathers chase the grass and wild, and neon clothes dance the big river boat.

A talented song in the city, praise the iron bone reward of this dynasty.

"Qing Ping Le Dandelion"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Ordinary life is bold, accompanied by geese and clouds.

A gust of wind did not let go and blew on the poet's shoulder.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth, the whereabouts are no less than the gods.

Wanting to give acacia to Me, Iho laughed at my madness.

"Minami Kako Nostalgia"

The geese are sent obliquely, and the spring song is praised by the grass.

Lamei first warms the white sandbar. Guests are on the floor at the end of the world.

The forest is densely covered with green vines, and the old tears of love are deep.

Why should I complain about the flat boat. Remember that acacia is called nostalgia.

"More Leaky Moon Season"

Fold red coats, turn over purple jackets, and see who is behind the fence.

Spring is sleeping, the snow is cold, and the jade people's eyebrows are like mountains.

Rouge pen, rose guest, moon and moon do not leave a fragrance.

Remember the thoughts, count the hearts, and think of the king until now.

"High Balcony : Gift to Teacher Yunnan Nongdahu"

Don't cross Kunming, live idly in Haikou, and hurry for two years.

Friendship is deep, afraid that it will be yellow at dusk.

The scene of the previous year was full of dreams, and for a time, it felt desolate.

Not forgotten, the car sighed, embracing the vicissitudes.

Hu Shide was beautiful and beautiful, sighing and frightening, and wanted to break people's intestines.

Hardships and hardships, life is strong and strong.

Like a plum like a chrysanthemum standing in the wind, Ren Youth, Jade Shadow Frost.

Think carefully, a piece of acacia, thousands of miles of the Yangtze River.

"High Balcony: On the Balcony"

Yu hates the heart, idleness dominates the paper, sleepless and feels cold.

The moon was peeping, and the cold wind squeezed into the screen window.

After a year of losing poetry, I thought about it and woke up.

Head forward, all the way to the street lights, all the way to the frost.

Hometown is just empty memories, asking whether youth is there, blinking the vicissitudes.

Pillow dream before, when to see the slack again.

Shu Shenglang said that where he was sincere, who was the earth and the earth were desolate.

Hate Erlang, wash the robe, rust the knife and gun.

"High Balcony: Five Yellow Crane Towers"

The sun is light and the clouds are idle, the wind is slightly willowy, and the wine is especially fond of the window.

It is difficult to return with high eyes, and it is better to understand the oblique sun in the middle of the look.

Where does the crane return who knows? Ask the piano platform, there is no water.

Percussion fence, song through the three cities, pharyngeal double river.

After the spring equinox, the flowers are anxious, the peach heart is scattered, and the plum is fragrant.

The curtain rolls in the east wind, and the swallows peep into the beams.

Loutou looked at the East Lake, and when he turned back, the twilight was vast.

For a time, the car won the galaxy, and the lights covered Takaoka.

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