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A collection of poems by Wending lao

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven absolute moons

Text/Wen Dinglao

Jade plate frost shadow osmanthus bush, Biyu Chang'e Benyue Palace.

Heaven and earthly people are waiting for a good meeting next year.

2022.4.23

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven Red Suns

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The red sun shines for nine days, and the mountains and rivers are full of light.

Ancient and modern baths should be suitable for wind and things, and according to the world to live in the year.

2022.4.18

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven veterans

Text/Wen Dinglao

When veterans go to the locality, they do not forget to be brave and responsible.

Hard work and entrepreneurship for the family, the years are at stake.

July 2020

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven absolute buildings

Text/Wen Dinglao

Grass and flowers provoke monsoons, and tall buildings stand up to the sky.

The small bridge is fragrant with flowing water, and the lights are dimmed in the moonlight.

2020.4.20

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven amazing people

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Ping fertility has several bridesmaids, and studies art for family protection.

Both hands draw words and paintings at the same time, and the poems become pens to paint long days.

2021.7.11

Note: Drawing with both hands at the same time, there is indeed a person. This person is Mr. Wendingdong, a native of Zijin Zhongba, Guangdong. Folk artist, small and famous.

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven Absolute Purple Gold Dam Fa Chang Swallow Rock Group water

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The smoke and rain cover the clouds, and the grass is attached to the pine.

A pool of blue water trickled down, causing the woodcutter to paint poems.

2020.5.22

A collection of poems by Wending lao

The Seven Laws of the Wen Family

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The Wen clan branches to the first summer shang, the six dragons and three yan Zhao Hua Tang.

The ancestors of the ancestors were far away, and the martial arts were long.

Ruiqi Yingmen Tim Jinxiu, Peilan Zhi Gui Yu Fang.

Safety and security are united in the same heart, and we are willing to fight for a hundred karmas.

2021.3.21

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Seven Laws Wen Zhenqiang Luohan Spring Water Gong in a thousand autumns

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Clear babbling stones upstream, mountains and rivers splendid number of Luofu.

Happy to see the spring light of southern Guangdong, welcome to the pine deep twilight.

Gan creates a water industry for the people, and Pengcheng Wanli is rewarded for his diligence.

Business integrity in the world, merit in the thousand autumn quality excellent.

2020.10.30

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Remember Jiangnan Hometown memories

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Hometown reminiscence, the sunrise shines on the east mountain. When the sound passes through the pine bamboo, you see the finches, and the wind blows the rice flowers bend. When to return.

2021.6.20

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Xing Xiangzi QinJiang line

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Thousand miles of QinJiang, great scenery. Mountains and rivers have passed through the vicissitudes. The cuckoo cries all over the place, and the blood stains the sun. Looking south flying geese, like people walking, a few voices.

Spring wind and autumn rain, moisturizing and fragrant. Pastoral, grains and grains. The moon is still bright, and the birds are singing. Towards the long causeway at night, the sky is colored, and the water flow is long.

2021.9.5

Note: Zijin Zhongba is one of the two tributaries of the Qin river, known as the Beiqin River in ancient times.

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Set the storm autumn color

Text/Wen Dinglao

Wanli autumn light wild color yellow, thousands of mountains red leaves for bright makeup. It's reunion again, who will, groan about the moon and miss home.

Autumn is long and open chrysanthemums, or, cooking smoke is busy in the rice fields. The scenery of Mo Dao Tianya is different, and the line is far away from the sound of geese.

2021.8.29

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Dot lips Purple Gold Nanling Cloud Mist Tea

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Spring in the south ridge, high mountain fog lock smoke and rain. The young branches first spit out, and the flying swallows dance in the wind.

The leaves are fragrant, and the village sister-in-law wears the garden. Qin's heart, sweet and bitter in the mouth, can be into the Mao Gong spectrum.

2021.7.5

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Remembering jiangnan, there are so many delicate rivers and mountains

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Danxiabi,

Fog lock Bifeng head.

The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other,

Arc sails in the distance to lean on tall buildings.

The bright moon shines on Jiangzhou.

2021.8.5

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Qing Ping Le Drunken Beauty Village "Purple Bhud Hair Chang"

Text/Wen Dinglao

East rises in the bush ridge, the wizard of oz. The swimming fish in the pond are quiet, and the new day farming vision.

The wind shakes the bamboo shadow and the fragrance of the thousand-layered rice garden flowers. Imagine the spring and autumn fruits, picturesque village.

2021.7.28 Written in Huizhou

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Butterfly love flower Beautiful hometown Of middle dam

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Water show mountain green smoke rain rui. Flowers bloom on the ridge, and three or five butterflies play in groups. The blossoms are feminine, and the grass is green.

A field of grass and self-sufficiency. The waves of rice bend and the sweat sprinkles the peasants tired. The old wine is not drunk, and the building platform looks at the end of the moon.

2021.7.13 Yu Huizhou

A collection of poems by Wending lao

Wen Dinglao, a member of the Zhongba clan in Zijin County, Heyuan City, Guangdong Province. Han Chinese, cultural high school.

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