Tasha Xing, Divorce
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The coconut around the shore is sparse, the geese across the sky are small, and the ocean is empty. Coming and going are in the breeze, and the dew and tears know how much.
The moon is afraid of the clouds sinking, the steps are sad and the rain is noisy, and the lovesick and resent mockings. Hearing the song is already the primrose, and the warbler is old after the flowering period.
Tasha Xing has thoughts
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Treading the snow to find plums, picking up lamps and thinking of friends, the yellow grass and wild grass tremble in the wind. For whom a smile opens, it is clear that it is spring.
Afraid of being poor, Mao is afraid of being thin, and the country depends on heroes to guard. Calling him to go to Jiangxi for a short time, the spring breeze is green and willowy.
Tasha Xing Jichun
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
After a long shift, it became a small order in a hurry, and the west woke up in January. Light clouds and small dew wet clothes, and the official post does not take barren mountain paths.
A few hearts, a thousand beautiful scenes, a lonely boat and a short wind. The flowers and branches are good and the scenery is difficult to return, and the lights are cut to reflect each other.
Tasha Xing Shuhuai
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The cold iron is difficult to hammer, the green pine is not charming, and the eagle sleeps among the eaves. The country is easy to modify, and idlers don't laugh at scholars.
Take care of things, stay drunk, and leave a few poems for your children and grandchildren to memorize. The light bag was rolled to the end of the world, and the green shirt wet the rivers and mountains with tears.
Tasha Xing, twilight muttering
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Smoke is produced in the distant mountains, and clouds turn into fog. Return to the crow tired of swooping on the nesting tree. The ordinary trail is hidden in the mountains, and the sages can be in the vast place.
Gains and losses are inseparable, ups and downs are easy to envy. False names have always misled people. The sky is endless, and there is no need to worry about going back and forth.
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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