Poetry: One Wood and One Stone / Jing Feng / Peng Guangming / Zenze / Luo Su
Photography: Summer (Qingdao) Ren Qiang (Shenyang)
Seven Laws May Day Labor Day judgment
Text/One Wood one stone (Jiangxi)
My parents taught me to drive cattle and whip, and to plow and rake in a teenager.
Building roads and moving mountains to grind hands, flat land transport soil crushes the shoulders.
Wasteland is opened on the top of the mountain, and white lotuses are raised in cold water ponds.
Although the road is hard and hard, hard work earns the Red Golden Spring.
The Seven Laws pay tribute to the laborers
Text/Jing Feng (Lanzhou, Gansu)
Spring has been near May, and the flowers are full of fragrance.
He once used to use the craftsman's handwritten scroll to draw pictures, and now he praises the labor model to hang a brocade seal.
The wind of Qi Long sang the green spike dance, and the electric furnace star scattered iron flowed.
Kyushu prospers with Liang Dong, and the diligent people cast the country strong.
Moonlit Thoughts
Text/Peng Guangming (Hunan)
The dew soaked night is long, and the western mountains are far away from the white expanse.
At this time, Mingyue He was only one township.
Seven Dreams, Waking Up, Returning Home (Two Songs)
Text/Shanze (Jilin City)
(i)
The eastern dawn is full of light, and the early summer wakes up with the sun hanging.
Last night, the wind and clouds were cold and rainy, and in the early morning, hundreds of birds arrived in front of the court.
(ii)
A red pipe fixes yin and yang, and the mouth of the cotton swab barrel tongue hall.
Good dream woke up spring has gone, trip three certificates back to home.
April 29, 2022
Stone Soul (Four Words Poem)
Text/Luo Su (Jilin)
Ever in the starry sky, the sky collapsed?
Buried deep in the core, cracked and slammed?
Billions of derivatives, a variety of forms.
Majestic and majestic, with vicissitudes.
Read through the ages, strange rhymes and immortals.
Stone and bone, proud and upright.
The stone soul is agile, if it is manifested.
Sending love and curiosity, cultivating character.
Color paintings, water canopy sails.
The illusory vortex is unsplendent.
What is the song of the gods, sighing geometry?
With unlimited imagination, who fights with?
——The author is a former professor and graduate supervisor of Beihua University.
Editor: Li Xunxiu, Zhao Yanju, Editorial Board of Qingyanwei Literature