Author: Liubai (Jiangxi)
1. A drop in the rope recalls from the army
Looking at the west wind road is far away. The journey back is long.
Life in the forbidden area is spring again, plateau road, Qingming night.
Armored JourneyEagle Companion. Bone flooded sand rolls.
Leaning on the railing, people look north and cover their eyes.
Note: The age is in Jiachen, the time is in Qingming, I am in the right Yushui of the river, I have a feeling to fill in this word, and pay tribute to the martyrs of the armed police traffic force who sacrificed their lives to protect the Sichuan-Tibet line, Qinghai-Tibet line, and Xin-Tibet line. When borrowed, it is remembered.
Second, apricot blossom day spring bright
Spring breeze and spring rain make water in spring. Crisp smoke, mandarin ducks playing carp.
The little lotus and the willow rejoiced. Swallow cut the mud a few times.
Jiangnan is good, and blue clouds are everywhere. The guest is sad and drifting.
Wait for the order to recruit me first. Then about Xi Shi Fan Li.
Note: The year is in Jiachen, when in Qingming, I am in the right side of the river and Chongqing, I see the scenery and feel to fill in this word, borrowing the time to remember.
3. Hemanzi misses his hometown
It's three springs again, and the garden is full of bad insects and bees.
Drunk asked how many things happened in the Central Plains, but unexpectedly shocked Gu Hong.
And take it to the heart, and often miss Shandong in this life.
Who understands the hard journey in the world, and the guest wanderer is a wanderer.
Acacia is a disaster, and forbearance looks at each other.
Even though the tiger lives in the dragon, Wukong wins calmly.
Note: In the Qingming Dynasty of Jiachen year, he was not allowed to return to southwest Lu to worship his ancestors because of official duties, and he was doubly homesick.
Fourth, a drop of the rope
Pastry lamp wine night companion. The spring smoke is not shallow.
A pool of fresh rain washes the new lotus, folds the willows, and Yu Tang Wan.
The experience of the flute is short. Clear your teary eyes.
The word has many meanings throughout the ages, and the guqin is there, all of which are superficial.
About author:Liu Baibai (Liu Jinlin), originally from Heze, Shandong, now lives in Xinyu, Jiangxi, a retired soldier, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, and a member of the Xinyu Writers Association.
Editor: Li Xunxiu/Xu Wenhe/Song Xianlin "Qingyanwei Literature" Editorial Department