Selected poems| Mo Xiao poets are drunk, and they meet without regret sending colorful

"Spring Snow"

Text/Spring and Autumn

February spring light is a yin, a point of uncertainty brewing poetry.

At first, the cold rain and snow fell one after another, and the snow ji was red and pink.

《Art Hall Spring Equine》

Text/East Side

A curtain of grass color embellished with the spring equinox. Warblers chirp and hear.

Late return to the wind cold soaked alone. Dogs bark at the chai door.

The stars on the edge of the willow lake are chaotic, and the fog and clouds scatter the moon and the new wheel.

The wind is light and quiet to the empty bottle. The tiles are as silver as silver.

"Seven Absolute Spring Equinoxes"

Text/Winter Feather

From the festival to the spring equinox, day and night are average, and the field calendar is prepared for cultivation.

Wake up the flowers drunk willow bee butterfly dance, purple swallow home love old people.

"Like a Dream Order. Moon breeze soft green willow》

Text/Cold Rose

The moon breeze is soft and green willows, and the trees are smokey and deep jade leaks.

The water pavilion pillow is frosted, and I remember the friends who travel to the mountains.

Nostalgia, nostalgia. The thin leaves are thin and thin.

Butterfly Loves Flowers. Spring Equinox Drizzle Chill Sneaks Into Dreams"

Text/Cold Rose

Drizzle and chill sneak into dreams. The two qi are divided, and the dawn is full of smoke.

Cha Nuan Shu Chun inherits the emperor's favor, and the windy sideburns are heartwarming.

A song new to get. Dye the green country and mountains, and send poems under the pen.

Wild horizontal spring clear air cage, barren mountains and distant lands of abundant years.

"Seven Absolute Spring Equinoxes"

Text/Deep Valley Youlan, Lin Er

Hard labor cuckoo sings the spring equinox, looking at the peach creek crane shadow qin.

Purple swallow mud through the green willow, the scenery is beautiful and drunk.

"Seven Absolute Spring Equinoxes"

Text/East Side

Flowers bloom evenly day and night, like fairy dancing vermilion yarn.

Wen Shengyang warm spring just half, sitting alone in the courtyard slowly tasting tea.

"Drinking Fire Order, Looking Forward to Returning to the Door Early"

Text/Bin Bin

Leave the courtyard early, delay the soul of the guest.

At the end of the year, I asked for a salary.

How much suffering and tired who complains, sorrow and joy are chaotic.

Parents are waiting on the street, and wives and children are busy on the phone.

The foreign land is bitter and hard.

Weathered the wind and cold, experienced the rain.

After a full moon, I look forward to returning to the door early.

"Huan Xi Sha . Emerald Wind Dance Thin Waist 》

Text/Cold Rose

The emerald color dances in the wind, the sound of the rain is drunk, and the cold smoke falls on the forest tops.

The poplar leaves move before I give the steps, and the willow branches flutter outside the guest book window. Spring songs ring out frequently.

"Seven Colors of Spring"

Text/East Side

The spring breeze crosses Yangzhou for ten miles, and the apricot white and peach red is thick.

Without a word, the warbler willow play, a new branch of bamboo out of the wall.

"Stepping on the Green"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Flying peach and plum pear pavilion, new shoots pouring purple rain.

The east wind forest road, surrounded by dust and trees.

"Spring Equinox"

Text/Zhang Jianping

The fruit between the flowers and leaves is true, and the water sounds and traces the sparrow in the spring.

Stepping all over the green mountains has no hidden place, and the rain is uneven for several days.

"Spring Trip"

Text/Zhang Jianping

Xu Xing's spring is full of emotion, and it is dusk and full of air.

The other side is especially watching the flowers playing in the water, and the close body can touch the willow wind.

The smoke is faint and the galaxy is far away, and the lights are gradually bright and hazy.

Cun Zhao Liu Fang was jealous of the rain, and the thin cold sprinkled red overnight.

"Linjiang Xian Ying Shi Youkou Zhan"

Text/Tianya is a tired guest

The old also has no desire to pity the old, scratching the head of the rain Snow Fei Fei.

No heart helpless to say waist circumference. The caged chirping bird is fat, and the bottom of the kettle is fat.

The island has never had a good spring color, and the coconut wind nourishes the fragrant boudoir.

In front of the ones, Sheng'e eyebrows. If the secretaries love me, they will pay respect two or three cups less.

《Village Residence》

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Trees surround the village water around the fields, and apricot blossoms fly to the elm money.

Cha chi Junying double swallowed, skimming over the Pitang Fu Vegetable Garden.

"Twilight Sentence"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

The sunset was as bad as blood, and the flying flowers broke the soul.

The sub-rules are not hateful, and the migrants have no roots.

《Kasuga》

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Idle people grow wild and stroll through small ponds.

In the oblique sun breeze, the begonia pear falls on the snow fragrance.

《Kasuga Resection》

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Light gulls count a boat flat, thin willow creek bridge bamboo smoke.

The sunny sun reflects the shore of the flat pool, and the breeze is drunk and sleeps with flowers.

"Bu Operator Acacia"

Text/Lee Ka Wing

Don't miss each other for a long time, think of each other day by day.

Ask where Acacia is, and the acacia lock on the eyebrow.

The fields are planted with acacia, and the trees are full of acacia fruits.

Take off the acacia lonely back, and sleep with acacia at night.

"Five Laws : A Journey to Yancheng"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Heavenly travel to the dream home, near the water chewing spring xia.

Fortunately for Qiong Zhiying, I tasted the jade shoot buds.

Peach bracing purple cover, ancient willow lying red yarn.

Whoever sings and whoever comes to make peace should know that the flowers have been written.

"Seven Perfections and Occasional Formations"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Tu Yao did not ask when to return, he knew Xiang Moshan in his heart.

But look at the Yangtze River through the sea, with the leaf language flower arrangement room.

"Pai Lu , Siping Village Scenery Meets Friends"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Xiuling is close to Jiayou, and Qingxi is surrounded by blue streams.

Shan Shan is far away from the water, and Qi Li Yang is light.

Ancient trees draw new leaves, and flying flowers decorate the green building.

Fang period long road to go, milk swallow wind soft.

The party is happy in spring, and Enrong can see the plot.

"Five Laws of Moss"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Ancient wood has been in glory and decline, and the mountains and greens are not knowledgeable.

Long song in the light rain, self-companion fang.

The grass is green and fragrant, and the crane is beautiful.

Knowing the cold to fight for the Lord, a drunken sending spring back.

"Five Laws in the Old House"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The breeze turned over the butterflies, and the dew wet orchid.

The old house mountain home leans, and the oblique sun is wild to find.

Flowers bloom to rain, leaves to sound the strings.

Don't dare to frighten the fairy, who will comfort my heart?

"Seven Laws: Untitled"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Rouge into the painting embroidered luo skirt, Jinse returned to meet Jun.

Falling pen Lan smoke for jade dew, back to the water vapor near Dan yun.

The golden lotus color dress is delicate and lazy, and the biyue green robe is sleepy and diligent.

Mo Xiao poets are drunk guests, and they do not regret sending colorful encounters.

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!