Qingxi Poetry Society, here waiting for you a poem
People of Qingxi New District who love life
All love this land
There are mountains here
There are seas and temples, and there are customs and history
A season of poetry has quietly arrived
In Qingdao West Coast New Area
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Beijing Winter Olympics nostalgic
(i)
The Chinese feelings have been long and the bird's nest has been glowing for the second time.
Wordless whispering fire to the heart, hand in hand tomorrow to pursue the dream.
(ii)
The ice reflects the strange flowers and snow, and the dragon soars and the phoenix dances.
The dream of global sharing and the gold medal of friendship is in full swing.
(iii)
The world seeks the same Bright Light, and the athletes vibrate and make a fuss.
Light the holy flame to welcome guests, friendship gold medal day by day.
Wing Magnolia Flowers
Su Rong tian li chun zhi, fairy delicate condensed jade muscle.
The drizzle is clear and dusty, and the beads are proud of the wind.
The shadow is pouring in front of the screen, and the buds are stretched out in a crane posture.
Neon dress shallow halo with clear dew, smile more than yuhuan to see The grace.
Look at the sea with a groan
The waves slanted the sun, and the shore was shocked by the fog and sand.
Frank passion has a broad chest, and a lyrical ambition dyes Feixia.
Hometown feelings
Ten thousand acres of cauliflowers are far away, and the spring wind dyes the Great Qin River.
It is clear and anointed, and the ancestors of the ancestors will be passed down forever.
Home-based idleness
Silk rain and fresh breeze spring fragrance, leaning on the mountains and sea road is vast.
Snail dwelling in all senses is not an escape, and the conquest of small insects grinds incense.
Praise the retrograde
Snowflakes dance with jade pearls, and the cold tide of spring is crazy.
Red armor and white clothes traced the blockage, guarding the street and casting copper walls.
Partridge day anti-epidemic people
White Silk flew to Willow in shock. Cold snaps freeze and crush spring love.
The streets and alleys were depressed, and the crown plague demon plant was born.
Bulldoze, bright and long wisps. Poetry is a surprise soldier.
Staying at home and closing the house is not an escape, and it is a wave of the pen to declare the will into the camp.
Author/Zheng Jingtai
Introduction: A member of the Hwangdo Qingxi Poetry Society. His ancestral home is the high slope of the Loess Plateau, and he now lives in Qingdao West Coast New Area.
Recitation/Li Xuebing
Introduction: Home in Huangdao. Member of the Shangquan Recitation Society. Chinese teachers and recitation enthusiasts at the Vocational School in the West Coast New Area especially like to recite ancient poems. Willing to record life with sound, engrave beauty, and convey happiness.