
"Breaking the Sting"
Text/East Side
Strange grass adds greenery, and Mei Xie is fragrant in the garden.
Willows bloom goose yellow thousand beautiful, thunder worms wake up all things Su. Pinglan Mountain is far away.
The wind blows through the flowers like snow, and the water melts the mountains as pictured.
A flat leaf boat waves, half a cup of tea sits and admires the fish. The sun is oblivious to the road.
"Five Stings"
Text/East Side
Spring flowers are colorful, and the wind is soft and willowy.
The thunder worm woke up, and it was the time when the swallow returned.
"Stinging Thunder"
Text/Spring and Autumn
One night in the spring, the old statue was erected, and the rain and ink poured into the west gate.
Maekawa Dragon looked back frequently, and knew how many generations of young people's grandchildren?
"Idle Walk"
Text/Spring and Autumn
Suddenly go to the festival to take advantage of the leisure, all the way to the snow and wilderness.
The piccolo sounded pitifully in the evening, and the soft red light counted the silver mountains.
"Drinking Fire And Stinging"
Text/Bin Bin
The earth thundered, and the mountains and rivers were frightened.
A stream of water accompanied by the sound of frogs.
Fei Yan pecked at the mud through the willows, whispering drunken pavilions.
Hundreds of stings smell the wind and rain, ganlin moist creatures.
The bell of the tung tree in front of the courtyard is hanging
Drunk on the mountains, drunk on the water.
Drunk with a hundred flowers, there is a lot of love everywhere.
"Seven Absolute Spring Rhymes"
Text/Small bridge flowing water
The mountain peak is misty and vast, full of golden incense.
Li bai peach red flower second, bee chase butterfly dance drunken spring fang.
"Eyes And Beautiful, March 8th Festival"
Text/East Side
March Yangchun drum sound frequency. Cool and charming.
Husband and son, family management, delicate and true.
A shoulder of wind and rain must be ashamed, a strong woman.
Golden bottle half lamp, piano and ser, Huaxia blind date.
"Seven Laws of Spring Melody"
Text/Yang Ronggao (Yang Yichunfa)
The east wind blows the grass, and the thin willow branches are new.
Yesterday's plum blossoms were intoxicated, and this morning's cherry blossoms were bright and dull.
The piano chants and the music is clear, and the birds sing high songs.
The poems on the table are elegant, and the magpies in front of the door report cow spring.
"Autumn Night"
Text/Li Jiarong (Liu Qin)
The dew white wind is cool and the autumn is getting deeper, and the word acacia is enough to be golden.
Xiao Lou stared at Chan Juan's shadow, as if I had a leisurely heart.
"Over the Dragon Mother Ancestral Temple"
Text/Li Jiarong (Liu Qin)
The water of the Baocheng River came from the west, and the spirit of the Dragon Mother was open.
I also pray for blessings in this, and I pity the scenery for a while.
"Magnolia Order: Farewell Queen"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Don't say after a spring grass green, willow old warbler cry flying swallow chase.
The wind is light, the rain is faint, and Mo Leans on the painting column to look at the distance.
Remember when I went to the spring was not enough, the finger gap time was too fast.
The natural autumn solstice is the return date, and the chrysanthemums under the hedges are waiting for the old mountain.
"Trickster Boy Grass Shore"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Grassy shores, blue clouds, and waves of the misty rivers.
The mind is like a floating cloud, and it is like flowing water.
"Licorice Seeds , Pseudo-Ancient Grievances"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Sad. Leaning on the carved fence alone, the past rests to follow.
The desert is full of smoke and smoke, and the waves of the River are flooded.
Upstairs, the acacia offender will be made. But in exchange, the eyebrows are long.
Day by day, we will ascend to the heavenly graben. All the regrets.
"Trickster Essay"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Su Shifu, Jiaxuan Zi, Ancient Articles And Hundred Poems.
Helplessly, half of the smoke and rain, reading is all in the wilderness.
"Tasha Xing, Singing Yang Guan"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
The song sings Yang Guan, and the song turns the water tune. In front of the building, there are thousands of wisps of old Yang.
Several times the wind and rain to Jiangnan, ten years of haggard who laughed.
Chaotic blue, smoke and waves. When is the new sorrow and the old hatred?
Yu Chun did not do his best to miss each other, and wanted to pretend that he was helpless to sign up for a small car.
"Five Laws of Tea Drinking"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
The tea perfume floats, and the light rain drives the clouds.
Guests to the green silk, people fan powder soft.
The forest listens to the dew drops, and the white field clips the stream.
The king under the moon must see, forget the year and sleepwalk.
"Pai Lu Chun Xing"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Spring is like floating, laughing at Qujiang Lou.
Tender green pro-high pavilion, demon red to the passenger flow.
Fragrant dust dreams lazy, green wet clouds shy.
Ye Mao shook the empty pavilion, and the branches were new without water boats.
Shanshan fat powder is wrong, and there are sentient gulls in the account.
"The Five Laws of Looking at the Hump"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Sitting here looking at the hump, Lan Xuan was close to the water.
The clouds cover the green walls, and the xiaoqi is wrapped in cold pine.
The crane dream only flew away, and the flower god wanted to fall.
The mountain is high in its heart, and it is a heavenly dragon in a flash.
"Five Laws: The New Year of Wu Gengzi"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
One night of drifting rain, the spring water is cold.
The lake light was surprised and happy, and Yue Shi hated it.
The trees contain fragrant leaves, and the mountains come to pan the jade.
Leisurely under the world, self-realization don't be sad.
"The Five Laws: The Seeker Does Not Meet"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
The clouds are brilliant, and the blue water reflects the sky.
Put the curl warblers singing trees, push the windows green all over the mountain.
The Qingjiang River leads to the far sea, and the quiet night reaches the Long Pass.
Want to leave the village feelings, lovesickness can not bear to return.
"Five Laws Under the Moon"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
The moon wanders under itself, but it is urged by the emergency.
Amorous and intentional, Yi Yun hates talentlessness.
The road is still hanging in the heart, and the wind and tears are suddenly coming.
Spring fans at the light, admiration for lanmei.
"Seven Absolute Girls Happy Event and Gifts for Three and Eight Women's Day"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Warm color fang branches are framed like xia, and the Ming Dynasty seat sees the grandfather.
The heart is suspenseful, and the sleeve is gentle like a hibiscus flower.
"Jiang Chengzi · Sending Small"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
Distant mountains and long water sunset, willow sparse, grass shoots dry.
Strangers, chickens and dogs are calling each other.
Wild yellow flowers are as thin as I am, crows are also over, and their cries are thick.
Ten years jianghai asked about the future, the pot in his hand, the pillow book.
Write all the lovesickness, unforgettable is the beginning.
In the rainbow shadow of the night, after the people were drunk, it was Junfu.
"Jiang Chengzi Shows Friends"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
Push the cup to change the heart, smell the lotus, and recite the orchid chapter.
Twilight waddles, weeping willows are oblique sun.
A few wisps of cooking smoke drifted away, returning to the geese and swallows, passing the cattle and sheep.
Sing a song and drink a stream, read the virtuous, sigh the vicissitudes.
Don't ask for lovesickness, the tears have been completed.
Despite the snow flying on the head, the mountains and rivers are there, and the friendship is long!
"Jiang Chengzi Lixia"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
The frog's voice is noisy and the night is long, drunk and xiaoxiang, writing chapters.
In the small pavilion, the next month is cool.
Occasionally see the fluorescent bushes under the illumination, ding ignition, cherish the streamer.
The poem is most remembered in the old garden fang, the nightingale hidden, the cuckoo busy.
At the time of parting, the tears have fallen in two rows.
It was the year before that, holding hands, but wine, willing to heal the wounds.
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!