Tang Duoling's old wife's birthday is in the beginning of spring
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The wind is fine and the sky is cold, and the clouds are high and the swallows are also. At the beginning of spring, the rivers are moved. Wake up the dream of the peach blossom before the year, the birthday is coming, and the family is happy.
In the blink of an eye, six or three years, I turned back to Wanren Mountain. The most unforgettable, Jianghan homeland. Today's lockdown to eliminate the virus, I only wish you a safe hometown!
Tang Duoling Xingyi has a gift on his first birthday
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Spring hands to plant flowers, plant flowers for you. It's the country、Make arrangements。 No amount of hard work is worth it, as soon as Yi arrives, the dark clouds open.
Happiness warms the heart, and tears can't bear to rub. Hope for Jiaojiao, better than eloquence. Walk thousands of miles in China, at the star steps, stand on a high platform!
Don Doring Old Horse
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Smell the spirit of encouragement, and chant poetry to report friends. Looking at the mountains and rivers, Lao Ji Sien. After enjoying the wind and rain, get up again and step on the red dust.
The flowers are so colorful, and the love is deep every cast. When the moon is full, love is full. People are not old at the end of the world, and they will reach the gate of heaven.
Tang Duoling Sanya Bay overlook
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The door is a half-bay boat, and the window contains a ridge autumn. There is a fresh breeze that sweeps over the south building. Looking at Chutian for thousands of miles, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the water is long.
The years are thick, and the lovesickness is drunk. Borrow the waves to wash away your sorrows. Pointing to the number of geese in the blue sky, laughing and lonely, and writing about romance.
Tang Duoling, Sixty Narratives
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The sixtieth is sung merry, and the frost silk is woven all over the head. When it's sunny, re-climb the tall building. Looking at the rivers and mountains to cultivate righteousness, eternal things, guests to receive.
Sing the wine to the golden autumn, and travel far away. At the end of the world, a lonely boat. If you ask who is dreaming, you can't say enough, it's homesickness.
Author: Yang Shengli, male. Pseudonym Tianya Yi Ti Ke, 65 years old. A native of Tianmen, Hubei. Member of Anhui Poetry Society. Member of the editorial board of the Elite Dictionary of Contemporary Chinese Studies. He has published more than 300 poems in more than 20 newspapers and periodicals, such as "Wencui", "Tianmen Literature and Art", "Literary Circle", "Central Plains Poetry", "Poetry World", "New Poetry", "Changjiang Poetry Union", "Zhongying Culture Daily", "Yangtze River Poetry Newspaper", "Sun Poetry Magazine", "Qiulin Poetry Magazine", "Western Writers" and "Chinese Ancient Rhyme". His poems have been compiled into a variety of poetry collections. He has won many awards in national poetry competitions.
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