Author / Yang Lei
Quatrains
Flowers pass away
The flowers bloom beautifully and spring comfort, and the fragrance of spring is removed in the same color.
Bear with the color of the incense to grow old, but put the paper on the original.
Two songs in the morning and evening
Early
Morning Xing does not exert force, and the light hair is only a day round.
The water of the car is as muddy as a river carp leaping, churning the East Sea and stripping dragon scales.
Late homecoming
The western mountain halo under the eyebrows, the tree paint red sun paint glue.
Without waiting for Xuan Huang to ink, Fengyou Wanli has already returned to the nest.
It was early summer in Yuzhou
Lost thousands of miles began to be tiny, late winter and early summer.
The cycle of four seasons is rare, and the spring in Yuzhou is warm and the autumn is high.
livelihood
Shadow twins and shadow followers, know each other for a thousand years and do not meet.
The sun in the west is faint and dusk, and the east water moon is shaking green pine.
Night tour of the old town of Longshui Town reminisces about the teenagers studying here
Bright Moon was outside the shadow of the cup that year, and hua lanterns were in the old city last night.
Emerald red is the old road, and the streets and alleys are empty.
peaches and plums
Peach and plum are speechless, and the flowers and branches do not borrow azaleas to cry.
Carmine and Guan Shan snow, sprinkled into the west of Yuzhou Chunshui.
It's cold outside Sakura Castle
A cherry blossom under the pavilion of the community wakes up all things in the spring mud.
The epidemic is suddenly like the sea, and the empty road is left on the flowers.
azalea
The Emperor Soul transformed the Feather Shu Mountain lightly and flew up to the blue sky day and night.
Crying out the east wind only blood, turning over the green rui to make red Ying.
Juvenile Triple Rhyme
One
Mo Xiao was a five-foot boy with a sword and bow under his eyebrows.
He cut down the geese from the south, folding feathers and flying in the sky.
Second
Looking at yesterday's young children today, I learned the general's habit of leading the bow.
The prosperous world was full of fierceness, and the long arrow was diligently pointed at the long sky.
Third
This body is no longer a child, and the moon is like a bow in the middle of the night.
The bones of the hero flew away from the clouds and waters, and they were completely hearted and mountain-empty.
Smoking downstairs meets children
Children go to school in the late spring, and greet them with a good uncle.
The dead leaves are overwhelmed by the phoenix, and Fang knows that I am old with the sycamore.
rice
Innocence this body can be proud of frost, different groups of colorful fighting fragrance.
Drought and flood double to a hundred flowers died, skimming vertical and horizontal eight wilderness.
salty
Life against the water of the lone sail, a few shocks a few rocks.
After the bitter, spicy, sour and sweet taste, the corners of the mouth are salty.
Rhythmic poems
On February 2, the two Qiao magnolias bloom
The branches do not have to be carefully looked at, and the east wind is cut out of the magnolia.
Xiangzhen Trail Garden dances with the leaves, and the color falls from the fence to the Yang Dan.
Shi Cheng was arrogant and arrogant, and did not wait to drift and rejoice.
Juncai a branch of Jun mo give up, you must know that spring has a shanshan.
Sting
Whoever put the wind and thunder mountain sea seed, cut off the XiaoSer Kyushu winter.
Liu Qi shadowed the green of the twin rivers, and the hand sowed autumn to the five grains.
Looking at the flying kites like walking ants, there are singing singing in the cool night.
Mo Yan was stunned and unconscious, and the sound of broken bamboo sounded my favorite.
Yong Huai
The window was half open to the sun, and Dongjun passed the cloud to him.
Aquatic algae on the banks of the Jialing River, and moss in the Baye Mountains.
The earth is far away, the sky is high, and the peach and plum are white and dusty.
The light green sound of the head is meaningful, and the breeze is finely tailored.
Sickness (Exclusion)
The sea cracked in the boiling sound, and the hidden dragon groaned and broke the green cliff.
Go to heaven and earth to breathe wind and rain, and swallow the bones of people and animals.
The people who ran away wept bitterly, and the fleeing family members had no shoes.
Three thousand souls scattered in the clouds, and seven feet of body were buried in the snow.
The sun and the moon were drowned in death, and Qiankun reversed because of God's dispatch.
The king of Yama harbored a grudge against the charm, and the little devil ruthlessly cut off the ribs.
Fan fire adds to the salary to boil flesh and blood, and crushes the corpse into a soil and acacia.
Mandala hair on the banks of the Styx River, yellow paper money to raise the head of the phoenix.
There is a rebirth in the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and there is no peer in life.
This emotion prompted me to suddenly panic, because the wind and cold fell into a dream.
Seen in the field farming of the old home
The wind is high and the sun is beautiful, and the distant home is partial to the chicken dog Ning.
The song in the clouds of the warbler and swallow is lost, and the shadows on the fruit and vegetable ridges are dwarfed.
Faint eyebrows and sweaty sideburns, sprinkled as mountains and rivers in the table stars.
Bees and butterflies flutter their wings between the flowers, and dance to the most delicate in the world.
The balcony planted flowers and sang
The four bodies are not diligent in scrapping firewood, and the balcony is full of dust.
The Zhijiao Hundred Birds were attentive and earnest, and began to collect the Qunfang and plant it by hand.
Succulent mountains are like jade chips, and the snow orchids are turning the waves and the wind is blowing.
A spring dawn broke in the middle of the court, and the shows fell one after another.
Moon
The child smiled and pointed to the middle of the night, and the hole was warm and cool.
Half of the moon terrace flowers make shadows, early summer Jiangpu willow grooming.
The wind flew and fell three points white, who had a broken inch.
It is expected that the Jade Palace is now again, and the sound of tears and the sky is long.
The balcony is in the same way as the Queen's Moon Season
If you want to make Tianxiang on the gallery, why wei zi and Yao Huang?
The small tree of the sun holds the marigold, and the green plant of Zhandao puts on powder makeup.
The dark red hair is still proud, and the new buds are opening again.
It is difficult to travel through the spring scenery, and you must be drunk on the world for twelve times.
Rain
The flesh and bones of the human world are the most affectionate, and the skin is worth ten thousand gold.
The rain arrow suddenly shattered, and the ghost broke through the tears and sank.
Chunlin wept one day and did not dream of quenching the heart for ten years.
Rain lived in the morning to collect tears, and the Yellow Spring did not return to the placket.
Cycle into the tunnel through the traffic jams
A word long dragon Han sea tour, minions sweeping ghosts are difficult to harvest.
Raising his eyebrows and ignoring the water poverty, he lost his footing and eventually became a prisoner.
Laughter once ridiculed the tiles, and zhenyi is now going to be a flying boat.
Fang knows that the hand-eye skills are not necessarily the first class in the world.
Succulents bloom
Spring mud cold and summer guest river bay, but twilight to listen to the tide to go and return.
It is only because the green wants to climb high.
The white wind dew of the moon is brewed, and the goose yellow falls on the jade mountain.
The new branch is handsome, and the pity is still in the middle of the soil.
Su Shi Jinling visited Wang Anshi
Jinling new willow and green silk, folding the Jungong Qi posture.
Qi Kuo dust sealed the cup of wine cold, and the machine blade was released ten years late.
The vertical and horizontal pen blade is due to sex, and the upside down is only for poetry.
Whoever sends the mountain to flow water, the sound of zhenyu knows this.
Shanghai Old Times Song
Flying across the Yunshan Mountains tens of thousands of journeys, the north wind urged the geese to march south.
Across the Waves of Huangpu Pine, seeping into the sound of swallows on the Bund.
Jin Gui Sanqiu incense shines on the water, and the ocean field is full of ten miles and the moon is falling.
The cloud haze wiped away the day of knowing, and listened to the tide of the East Sea.
Poetry
Fish swallow borer eagle
No feet but thousands of miles, there is a knife can cut off the lonely smoke.
The family lives in Gaoxuan Guangsha, and the blue sea and blue sky are swimming.
Reading "This Life Is Not Complete" has the feeling of twelve rhymes
Life is watching the fireworks from the other side, and the fire is crimson like the sunset.
When the fire is extinguished, the soft red is dregs.
Thirty-three years of green onions are strange flowers in the world.
A son went around my knees, and a husband ordered cinnabar for me.
The grandmother's sideburns are dyed with white wind and frost, and the grandmother's hair is white and toothless.
The elders rest for a long time from now on, and I have an iron shoulder to bear the family.
The wind and clouds change, and rejoice is more than a finger sand.
Outside a paper of terminal illness, the twilight of the sky is fainting.
People say that the sunset is infinitely good, why should they bear the scorching flowers?
How many children have been around the world, and I have never dreamed of the end of the world in this life.
There are countless regrets in the world, and the most green leaves are branches.
In the coming year, the green leaves will turn into soil, and the branches will never leave a parting scar.
Reading poetry has a feeling
Rough reading poetry books are thousands of colors, Fang knows that Li Du's article is in.
The hardships of the world can not forget the mountains and rivers, and the arrogance of each one relies on large pieces.
Three farewells do not exhaust the tears of the husband, nine days to invite the sea of stars.
The autumn wind broke the house for a thousand years, and the Shu Dao was absolutely haunted.
Junjie later crossed the river carp, and it was difficult to work in the past gold and jade.
The Yangtze River is still wooden and xiaoxiao, and the sound of the Three Gorges is not heard.
Lyrics
Ching Ping Le Jiang Shang laundry man
The morning sun is full of flowers, across the foothills of the Yu River.
The material is steep and suddenly the wind is blowing, waking up the dead wood of the winter.
The wind carried the leaves down the beach, and some people hesitated on the river.
When you pitch the waves, smile and watch everything help.
Yulou Spring Equinox
The decay of the body has been more and more embarrassed, and the bald pen is difficult to express.
Rigao is often afraid of the dust, and dreams are mostly due to the wind.
In the afternoon, the flower terrace looks northwest, wanting to rain and cloud mountains to turn over huge waves.
For nine days, the wind and dust were washed away.
Wushan is a section of Yunyu Prefecture
Three points of Shu water, a section of clouds in Wushan.
The Xiangwang goddess was difficult to speak, and the earth rails erected the Heavenly Gate.
The moonlit night poetry fairy rhymes, and the poor road shaoling white sideburns.
Don't pour your soul with wine, the Three Gorges rain.
Each fragment of the chapter poured out his courage and endured the donation of bald pens to the wind and dust