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"Great Love Zhangjiajie" poetry competition selection 丨 absolute top shawl shu tired eyes, smoke clouds always see the lake Xiang

"Great Love Zhangjiajie" poetry competition selection 丨 absolute top shawl shu tired eyes, smoke clouds always see the lake Xiang
"Great Love Zhangjiajie" poetry competition selection 丨 absolute top shawl shu tired eyes, smoke clouds always see the lake Xiang

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Zhangjiajie (Seven Laws)

Author 丨 Lu Xiangxian

There is nowhere to find Zhang Liang in the depths of the mountains, and Wan Wat is confused by the heavens.

The cockroach hand can lead the net, and the monkey is also king.

Burning books and burning idle Huangshi, storing reason and injuring old Ziyang.

The top is draped and tired, and the smoke clouds always see the lake Xiang.

Lu Xiangxian is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and a member of the Jiangyou Poetry Society. He was the first prize winner of the first Lushan International Poetry Competition and the first prize winner of the Second Shenzhen Cup Poetry Competition at home and abroad. Advanced individuals in Chinese poetry teaching. His published poetry works include "Selected Poems of Huanglongshan People" and "Seven Laws of Huanglongshan People".

Seven absolute returns to hug Zhang Jiayue

Author 丨 Wei Guobao

Dingdong Xiu water droplets leisurely, 100,000 forest oxygen thousands.

The most love for the Zhang family round dream moon, pipa still hug the heart of the field.

Five Absolute Loves Zhangjiajie (Tongyun)

Nine days of great beauty, all over the world to Penglai.

Three thousand pillars, churning waves in my arms.

Fight against the epidemic and love Zhangjiajie

Author 丨 Wang Siya

A song suddenly caused disaster, and the plague fell fog for no reason.

When traveling, check the road, and stay at home to accompany the guests.

The four parties helped Zhangjiajie, and the people hung the pot to save the world.

Loving the people's livelihood and doing good deeds, the rivers and mountains are full of joy.

Wang Siya, formerly known as Si Ya, pen name Qiao Jiao. A native of Ruian City, Zhejiang Province, born in 1943. In 2003, he retired from the military to another enterprise. He is a member of Zhejiang Poetry Association Society and Ruian Poetry Association Society. Consultant of Ruian High-rise Poetry Association Branch. Member of the editorial board of "Feiyun Poetry", "Feiyun Poetry Garden", and "Jade Sea Wind". He is the author of "Bamboo Branch Poetry Grass".

Looking at the tide of the sea, to Tianmen Mountain

(Liu Yongtian, Word Lin Zhengyun)

Author 丨 Miao Qihua

Green mountains are like dai, blue skies are like blue, and the hanging ropeway stretches. Moving down the cliffs, the glass boardwalk, the wonders of the heart shaking. When the rain is green. The waterfall hangs on the rock, and the sweet spring is rushed. The canyon comes with wind, and the thunder and thunder roll the sea.

The Tsutenda Avenue winds. Meet the ancient temple of Kannon, Murano Chanjuan. Carry the old lead chicks, wear red and green, come and go gods. Wonderland is a trickle. Stop at Tianmen Cave, forgive me Changyan: Yuyu Qionglou is beautiful, how it seems to be in the human world!

Xingxiangzi • Sitting on the Tianmen Mountain Ropeway (The Body of Qin Pu Chao Supplement)

Author 丨 Xiong Min

Essence of landscape and water, ropeway to Heaven's Gate. Looking at the first three or five foreigners in front of him, Tang dressed up and imitated the mortal dust. To the top of the peak, to the wonderland, to the spring of painting.

Rainbows hang high, spotted dragons leap, and they are just going to patrol the sky today. Yaochi Yunyu, waterfall like silver. There are birds flying in the air, songs flying in the valley, dreams flying Qin.

Rest at the foot of Tianmen Mountain

Sitting alone is especially precious, and it seems to be isolated around you.

The ghostly wind brings green amorous dance, and the fine flowers carry incense into the mirror.

Heavenly treasures awaken my eyes and ears, and I need to realize that it is dust.

The flowers dragged the clear stream and sang, and asked the peak to ask the nine.

There is a sense of Zhangjiajie nucleic acid testing point "Wukong Circle" brush screen

The iron wall copper wall circle is one meter, and the safety guard cannot be exceeded.

With a thousand sticks rising in his heart, Yu Yu clarified that the plague had disappeared.

Note: Sun Wukong's Divine Stroke of the Ground as a Prison: A circle drawn on the ground with a golden hoop stick. Strong like a copper wall and an iron wall, tigers, leopards, wolves, demons and ghosts, can not dare to approach. It can protect the safety of insiders.

Xiong Min, female, from Shuangfeng County, Hunan Province. He is a backbone teacher in Loudi City, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and the China Yuelian Society. His works have appeared in dozens of national, provincial and municipal publications such as "Chinese Poetry", "Couplet", "Stars and Poems", and "Chinese Scattered Songs". He has won more than forty awards in poetry competitions at all levels.

"Great Love Zhangjiajie" poetry competition selection 丨 absolute top shawl shu tired eyes, smoke clouds always see the lake Xiang