One
The leaves of the standing winter lip are red
Text/Ma Xianchang
Qingdong lonely leaf dressed as a goddess, cold face plain face reflecting red lips.
Nature is free to leave beautiful scenery, and the seasons do not deceive people when they come.
Two
and Xian Chang poems
Text/Zhu Xiangui
The autumn wind is angry, and the dead branches are like red lips.
Just like Xu Niangchun's heart fluttering, she is hanging on to the blue sky waiting for the winter kiss.
Three
Photo of the inscription Xianchang
Text/Zhai Xinghua
A lonely leaf is lonely red, wanting to compete with the cold wind.
It's just that the seasons are ruthless and righteous, and they can't bear to see the winter forcing to wither.
Four
And Xian Chang poems (Seven Absolutes)
Text/Huang Ruiwu
Three more red leaves he winter xiao, the curtain began to snow drift at the beginning.
How many things the children love, kissing the red petite at the wind.
Five
Such as dream order - autumn leaves
Text/Guo Gailian
The most beautiful late autumn weather, colorful and gorgeous.
Autumn leaves dance in the breeze, a little lip casual.
Casual, casual. How to bear to ride the wind away.
Six
and Xian Chang poems
Text/Tang Changzhi
The independent branches are proud of the cold morning, and Chang'e's clever hands dotted her lips.
The Mo Dao Heavenly Palace was far away, and the ecstasy in the dream was also intoxicating.
Seven
and Xian Chang poems
Text/Han Xiumin
The mountains are full of thin branches, and the blue sky is lonely and the leaves are red.
Looking forward to the southern flying geese, the distant snow and plum hugs.
Eight
and Xian Chang poems
Text/Li Shulin
Spring was delicate and summer was pretty, and autumn leaves were old and spicy.
The illusion of red lips should be like the taste of snow.
About the Author
Li Shulin, a native of Anyang City, Henan Province, is a retired worker who likes poetry and prose.
Poetry: Try to use ordinary language to express your enthusiasm for life.