Selected poems| peach blossoms can be splendid and the water is leisurely, and the moon sets in the south of the river and the rain is shameful

"Xi Jiang Yue Untitled"

Text/North Sheep

Drink a cup of intestines alone, drunk and empty-hearted.

The new crown rebounded and winter. Helpless home prevention and control.

The moon is lacking and bored, and the warm sun is gradually showing spring breeze.

Green mountains and beautiful waters are waiting to be returned. When is the reunion wine together?

"Wing Chun Peach Blossom"

Text/Spring and Autumn

Liu Weiqing peach but red, can not be afraid of the spring breeze.

Zhijiang Plumbing looked up and did not see Tanlang hating Shuidong.

"Like a Dream Order"

Text/Deep Valley Youlan, Lin Er

The red maple in winter is messy, attached to the umbrella to take a souvenir.

Helpless to raise a fierce wind, each one is difficult to see.

Grudges, grudges. Pray for the next life to fall in love!

"Yu Meiren, Xiao Xiao Shexia Luo Que"

Text/Zhou Zhongyuan

Xiao Xiao gave up the present Luo Que. The cars and horses were noisy yesterday.

TingMei no longer stains the floating dust. Singing and dancing against the shadow three, Mo Yan is poor.

And now the pen is heavy. Fu Li seeks perception.

It is difficult to show sincerity in writing. Where is the clear stream? Purify my body!

"Meet and Greet, Red Dust Rolls"

Text/Star not Star

Mei Kaihao snow piled up. North wind destroyed.

Proud of the frost, spring return.

There are messages. New Year is near. Dark incense accompaniment.

Endless red dust rolls and shadows follow.

"Seven Hopes"

Text/East Side

The branches of the moon are leaning on the fence, and the wind and flowers are colorful at night.

Drink shallow drunk away from the eyes, overlooking the mountains and forests have not returned.

"Seven Absolute Titles Of Xinrong Reservoir"

Text/Rainy day alone

A lake of green water is divided into two shares, half to the countryside and half to the mountains.

When the fairy lost the jade pendant, one side of the jade relics in the world.

"Cold Mountain Trip"

Text/Zhang Jianping

The morning bell hidden temple fog is cold, and the winding path Xiaoshan is flooding into the sky.

A little bit of forest flowers are obsessive, and the slightest twilight rain is bathed in spring smoke.

"Wanping City As Two Songs"

Text/Guangwei

Never Yan Zhao Ke, but as an imperial capital tour.

The North Sea is dark and the Central Plains war is over.

The remnants of the sun paved the arch pole, and the remaining snow filled the Lu ditch.

No one will know the ancient meaning, and the long song worries me.

The east is born with a small moon, and the sunset is surrounded by the ancient city.

The bullet is cold and empty, and the stele is cold and shining.

The sadness is swinging away, and the lin toe is moaning.

Yongding turbulent rest, Danqing is right and wrong.

"Yamahanako Wing Messenger Gentleman"

Text/Li Jiarong (Liu Qin)

On a sunny day, a rack of incense is smoked, and the upside-down flower spikes are sent to the New Year.

White, red and red controversy? Bucket new makeup.

A good name is like a lustful person, and I am now even busier with hate.

I have seen thousands of states in the human world, ren yanliang.

"Manjiang Hong, Sentiments for the Centenary of the Founding of the Party"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Stone and fire time, rambling fingers, spring and autumn a hundred.

Look at today's great changes, feel nostalgic for He Ji.

The old eye may wish to look at the world, and this body is fortunate to be born in China.

The upper floor, leaning on the sill overlooking the long sky, infinite blue.

Chasing the past, the golden stone. Seek development and seize the day.

More breeze and white moon, straight must cherish.

Rizhao Kyushu increased its might, and Pengfei flew thousands of miles to the sky.

But Ji De and Zhou Yu went to the middle stream, and who struck.

《Jirojin, Warm Spring Similar》

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Warm spring is like old, far away, the water is like a mirror.

There are the sounds of warblers, heavy willow colors, a good scene.

A few wisps of breeze in the West Lake, may not fail, spring season.

Only the boat is alone, no one drinks together, and the wine is difficult to ride.

quiet. The word "idle", natural disposition.

Think of Fan Li Lake, Tao Qianshan mountain, since ancient humor less province.

Forever bored, and swim in the spring, don't let the spring light remain.

Haggard, all the way to the residual incense, the wind blowing.

Partridge Days Episode

Text/Lee Ka Wing

After going to the Zhanghe River, I dreamed of thinking, so I taught the river to be a good time.

Greet the anxious drum and break the bell, and separate the lights when the candle is extinguished.

High pavilion, monthly rotation loss. The night is still faint.

Baling willow color has no hatred, leaving it for pedestrians to return in February.

"Writing Sorrows"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Half-concealed the curtains did not sleep, got up to see the falling flowers alone.

Idleness is like smoke and rain, it is the May day of Jianghuai.

"Upstairs"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The grass on the banks of Stonebridge Creek is thick, and the sky is dusk and the sun is west.

Alone on the tall building thinking of the hometown, three three two partridge crying.

"Seven Laws of Deng's Old Friend Building"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

In the spring, the swallow leaves are high, and the old robes are not seen in the garden flowers.

Dreams and clear ponds Tim Erya, the soul continues to leave with the ancient seal.

If life is only a thousand years, how difficult is it in the world?

The iron gall Cup is half sad, and the warbler cries snow and swallows the smoke.

"Seven Laws at the End of the Sea"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Ten miles of incense blowing is sparse and dense, and the wind is beautiful and the sun is happy.

Three winters stand in the shadows with flying leaves, and a word of love knows how to bloom flowers.

Listen to the water side frightened by the water hate, see the mountain has dreamed of the old people's home.

Silver Hook Snow Song next year, should laugh alone in the end of the sea?

"Seven Absolute Green Bank Famous Flowers"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The famous flowers of the green bank bloom all the way, and the strings and birds swim together.

Zhiyin is worthy of the long flowing water, sending off the cold wind and good scenery.

"Seven Absolutes, Sending Ma Hangqiao Guowen Brother"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The peach blossoms are splendid and the water is leisurely, and the moon is falling in the south of the river and the rain is shy.

The most is the Senbashi Yoshitomo summons, true love and elegance.

"Seven Absolutes, Looking at west Taihu Lake"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The west of the lake wanders into the willows, and everything is planted at will.

All the way the red light bloomed brilliantly, and the group of virtuous wine painting boats came.

"Seven Absolute Five Star Bridge"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Magpies fly on the bridge and make sunset mourning together.

The landing did not see the month of that year, and the long sky led the geese to come.

"Seven Absolute Poems Friend Forest Garden"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The forest garden drizzle stands on the flower platform, and the music and rouge open up.

Who can avoid it? Human rhymes are always coming.

"Dongfeng First Branch Plum"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Holding snow with incense, turning red calyx, and abundant jade carving ice structure.

The wind chill does not reduce the prosperity, and the cold moon just adds to the beauty.

Frozen in the frost, I asked, proud who is again.

Ask if you were in the Lin family, when you were called to love your wife.

Cloud sideburns, exquisitely clear, delicate, youthful cardamom.

Since the lonely branches, love is very noisy and rising.

The bar is heavy, under the branches, laughing people fight wine.

Ren Chunti did not sing confused, singing that Xiaofeng Yang Willow.

"Dongfeng First Branch He "Selected Poems of Jinling" Published and Huai Wenqing

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Guests smell spring, dragons report victories, literary events intersect.

The hometown of Hongye was just beginning to emerge, and the poetry of Lingling was unique.

Looking back, there is no right for junzhi's labor.

Wait for the palm, a sigh of affection, smile and invite the jade cup to friends.

Looking back, the waves flew away. Immediately, acacia people are thin.

The upper hall drains the bile and the liver, and the lower camp melon grows beans.

Home ann in the north of Han, to autumn and friends hand in hand.

Raise the big white and sing the abundance again, praise my Chu Tian's achievements.

"Dotted Lips, Chrysanthemum"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

A few degrees of frost, thousands of hate new and old.

Who guards the grass, bear with the oblique sun rust.

In the wind and clouds, Tao Laoxian traveled for a long time.

After late autumn, there are no friends, and I am as thin as I am.

"Dianping Lips, Wu Zhong"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

The line was hurried, and Wu Zhongfengyue came to see it idly.

The willows are deep and shallow, and the south bank of the smoke and rain river is not clear.

Xiaodu Qinhuai, all in the bustling turn.

Hanging on the yang side, thinking about the new swallow, flying into whose courtyard.

"Dotted Lips: A Corner of the Garden"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

There is moss on the wall, and boredom is also a star show.

Yu yu scratched his head with a smile, distressed that Qiu Lai was thin.

Do not borrow the East Wind, but also put the name of merit.

After the vicissitudes, the inches are cool and cool, and the spring time is stacked.

"Dotted Lips: Four Questions of Yang Hua"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Accompanied by grass, volley dance and sleep peacefully.

There is no sorrow or joy, and it is said that it is even more tearful.

Ren'er blew the wind, but the clouds were not out of the mud.

Getaway. Time flies, and the spring is beautiful.

Tanabata

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

A hundred wings into a bridge, Thinking lai is still afraid of crossing this evening.

Tears fluttered, and children were wrong.

The two places are separated, and who is like a tiger under the plutonium.

Take care of each other, rejoice and mourn, and worry about the human world.

"Dotted Lips: Yamanaka"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

Lying in the wilderness, picking flowers and grass and confusing the eyes.

Bixi is shallow, and rap is far away at dusk.

Dreaming of the deep spring, I don't expect the east wind to be tired.

Acacia cocoon, broken and complained, not broken no one sees.

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!