Poems: Wei Minsheng | Photo: Liu Junmian
Graphic co-ordination: Shi Xiteng
Title picture "Leisure and Leisure Fishing Fun"
Green mountains and green cranes,
Ladders of water cascade into the river.
The old man Mo Dao is approaching dusk,
Leisure and fishing fun.
Title picture "Hanyang Bridge in the Thick Shade History"
Hanyang Bridge,
The beautiful girl has a higher love all the way.
Unforgettable old friends,
青山城外送樱桃。
Title picture "Little Lotus Shows Sharp Corners"
Lock Cui'e in the clear water pool,
There are many amazing places for tourists.
For the sake of the good day,
The little lotus showed its sharp corners.
Title picture "This Jun's hut is cooler"
Xinling green pine jade into a line,
Blue white clouds and birds chirping.
The tea garden in the quiet place of the Red Mansion is green,
It is cooler than Jun's hut.
Title picture "Peeking into the Deep Mountain Stream"
A stream of water is like a sweet spring,
Take a walk to admire the greenery.
Today, we travel to the ancient bridge,
Peeking into the deep mountain stream.
Title picture "Let Shu roll freely"
The shore of the stack Weng is healthy,
Along the road, I am glad to see the spring of the lake.
There are countless changes in the heavens,
Let Shu roll walk freely.
Title picture "Rushing to the Green Mountains and Green Waters"
The mountains are green, the sky is blue,
The air is refreshing, the wind is light and floral.
fish diving Qingjiang group music,
Birds and butterflies are happy.
Rush to the paradise of the world,
Poetry and wine stay in my hometown.
Title picture "The Pavilion Wind Rises and a Courtyard Incense"
Novelty pavilions beside the green hills,
Leisurely tourists are happy and prosperous.
In summer, the terraced tea is green,
I saw and smelled the wind blowing a courtyard of incense.
Title picture "The Courtyard is Deep in the Summer"
Blue sky and white cloud tea Xinxin,
The annex is deep in the summer.
The old man lived happily in the red room,
Who is the point of the birdsong carol?
Title picture "Memories of the Past and Memories of the Past"
Under the mountain peaks,
It's empty and gloomy.
Old Yayi Souyi,
There is no pronunciation of the void door.
Bamboo quiet bird movement,
The word hangs lonely and the dog groans.
The past is vivid,
Remembering the old people.
Title picture "Things are people, not like smoke"
Homesickness wanders into the villa,
The cicada is hoarse, and the yellow leaves are flying.
Things are people like smoke,
The former residence is quiet, and it is difficult for people to return.
Title picture "Dreaming of the Morning Bell Ringing"
Tianying Mountain is affectionate,
Wangchu Zen Temple Guest Tranquility.
Where does the spring breeze go?
When I dreamed of the morning bell, it sounded.
Title picture "This is the end of the two vast"
青山隐隐水迢迢,
The nostalgia is lonely.
rope bridge swing road insurance,
Yang Liu Si thinks of rain and dew.
Things are like a dog and a cloud,
People are like green pines and snow do not wither.
This is the end of the two vast,
The dream of hatred in the twilight years is hard to dissipate.
Title picture "Only see the Yangtze River skyline"
The waves are turbulent and difficult to harvest,
Only the Yangtze River skyline flow.
Reproduce the finger of the anti-flood catch,
The water-soaked reeds are not over.
Title picture "Once Upon a Time"
Once upon a time, the story was full of tragedy,
Return visit to the old house awakening clock.
If a happy life lasts,
It's all about taking advantage of the east wind.
Title picture "Farmhouse"
Nanshan farmhouse chicken food abundance,
The new model of the motorcycle always follows the wind.
Vegetables are naturally cute,
The air is clear and sunny, and the cuiwei palace is green.
Title picture "The Mansion of the Past"
Zhoushan flower path is the most quiet,
In the past, the mansion rhyme was thicker.
Long memories of reading are the most bitter,
Today, the spring breeze climbs the Red Mansion.
Title picture "Now is not what it used to be"
Reminiscing about the old building and listening to the chicken,
Morning study hard to the west of the day.
The courtyard is dignified,
Now it's not the night birds that used to be.
Editor: Li Wubin/Li Xunxiu Editorial Department of Qingyanwei Literature