Birthday of Chongyang and Puzhou Poetry Society (New Rhyme)
Text/Qingyuan
Ascend to see the wide side of the clouds, frost leaves travel together for eight whole years.
Dai Zi Qing waved the Lotus Divine Pen, and the fiery red poem Huan School Notes.
Poverty is always encountered, and the horizontal side is passed on the vast peaks and ridges.
Whoever gave the enchanted to make up for the spring color, Kunlun sent me to read the human world.
The 8th Anniversary of Chongyang Poetry Society
Which branch should make me drunk and cheerful?
Soul-destroying borrowing daylight should be on the side, and the dream pen cut red wall can be climbed.
Throw a whip for the reward frost rhyme, and rush xiafeng to return it.
And look at the carved dragon from the beginning, take the spring to pass the jade gate.
On the eve of the frost day Xiaojiao Chongyang, he explored the road in the north ditch of the county
Autumn high sideburns, re-enactment as a ascendant.
Join hands to empty the mountain drunk, love place, kindness and beauty.
Yellow flowers and red leaves are dense, and the distant peaks are cloudy and blue.
Tomorrow will not be this year, I am old, heart-shaped service.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Frost Heaven Xiaojiao Puzhou Poetry Society was presented to the owner of Qingyuan
Text/Miaoling County
Garden clear rhyme. Dance of the heart.
According to this peony bamboo, long-term sending, chenghe Shuo.
Every sight burns. Together are hills and ravines.
Golden chrysanthemum fire maple planted, grounded, with sorrow and happiness.
Heavy nine former poet friends climbed Zhuangziling to enjoy the autumn leaves to engage in social celebrations, Yu did not cooperate with the matter, and the picture title was given
Autumn colors are colorful and drunk, and they are not paid for not coming.
Ridge waist maple fire invaded the rock, and the valley bottom dragon moistened the pen.
Although there is no Zhuangzi Gurudwara, he sometimes receives a hega bag.
The flag has been waved for eight years, and the poetry of life is first-class.
Folding Gui Ling Dengshi County Zhuangziling
Text/Lee
How to count the heavy yang without ascending, summon the gull friends, and the intestines of the sheep.
The dew leaves are evenly red, the clouds are dotted with blue, and the snow sideburns are yellow.
Marching thousands of miles and three autumn geese array, walking on the seven steps of poetry of Qianxun.
And Ren is crazy, frost at the bottom of the wind, and the sun is slanting behind it.
【Zhenggong Sai Hongqiu】 The members of the society Chongyang ascended to the heights and disagreed, and the picture title Zhuangziling red leaves
(Mo is not) the emperor to fill the leakage stone melted,
(Mo is not) Fei Xian Weaver Xia Hanging.
(Or) Lao Jun dumped the Dan stove rack,
(Presumably) the Overlord burned Apansha.
Maple flames flow, streams of frost and wind,
(Clearly) Wanshan red forest dyed orange island head painting.
The 8th Anniversary of the Chongyang Festival of the Puzhou Poetry Society has been sent (Buwen Youyun)
Text/Hu Fengming
Chrysanthemums bloom for eight years, and the Chongyang Festival is even fresher.
How much is Katsutomo Kasumi's affection? Tao Peng looked far away and rhymed nine thousand.
Taihang strolled once left a gift, And the Guangfu rafting moon fell round.
The water flows freely and covers the characters, and the light transports the pen effects of the sages.
【Sai Hongqiu】Chongyang Festival
Golden flowers bloom a thousand flowers, and the Nanshan chrysanthemum gods are jealous.
Yanfei nanyue Yaochi lived, and the morning glow covered Penglai.
Guangqing Fushui Bridge, lady grooming road, flat food embellished with heavy yangfu!
Congratulations on the eighth anniversary of the birth of the Puzhou Poetry Society
Text/Sun Lin
Carefully sharpened and hard to find, glory is born in the eighth autumn of the year.
Don't stop halfway, the poems are full of flowers and fruits.
Zhuangziling Scenic Area to see the autumn leaves
And celebrate the eighth anniversary of the Huanzhou Poetry Society
Text/Song Guanghe
If you want to find a good place to the peak, the scenery is drunk several times.
The eight-year love of the poetry club bloomed, and the layers of forest were full of color.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Chongyang Festival of the Puzhou Poetry Society is lyrical
Text/Akiyama Tsukiko
The eighth anniversary of the Puzhou Poetry Society coincides with the Chongyang Festival.
Hand in hand to ascend a few times, enjoy the maple and look at the distant rhyme of three thousand.
The Red Mountain Walk has left a mark, and the CantonEse government has taken a boat and shoulder to shoulder.
The spirit of Heshuo builds an annum, and I am a sage of penmanship.
Because of something, I did not climb the Zhuangziling Guan poetry friends to pass the picture with a feeling
Not climbing the Zhuangzi Ridge, it is also full of red mountains.
Shiyou Chongyang went, and the picture heated my pupils.
Chongyang Festival to Dream Double Mercy
In the dream, double kindness came to the present, and the Chongyang Festival reached three thousand.
Plucking the pearls of the East House late at night, wading into the south pond to drag the shore.
Brief affection into the past, ploughing the back of the shadow to linger.
More thinking and virtue often nourish me, frost night chanting always has a reason.
Note: Plucking Pearls East House refers to the fact that my father taught me to abacus wading in the South Pond before I was born, referring to the fact that when I was a child, I accidentally slipped into the South Pit and was in danger of my life, and my mother went into the water to drag me ashore.
Chongyangguan red leaves and cockscomb flowers have a sense of seasonal flowers
Red is characterized by crazy, busy in the wild until late autumn.
Frost hits Danfeng Qianling Show, and the wind blows purple rui for a while.
Since Du Muhua lost leaves, the competition for talent sentences is a collection of chapters.
QuFu poems are difficult to write, and the most beautiful red dust is Chongyang.
Note: The Sentence Collection Chapter refers to the fact that many literati collected ancient poems into poems.
Frost Tianxiaojiao had wanted to go to Zhuangziling many times, but did not make the trip, and this weekend the Huanzhou Poetry Society planned to climb The High Zhuangziling in Chongyang and gladly wrote a sentence. He also celebrates the eighth anniversary of the founding of the poetry society.
Text/glass of water
Chongyang Jiajing. Smell The Zhuangzi Ridge. Who embroiders clouds, peeps at pictures, and tinctures.
Climb to the top. Wake up. The cup may the jade leak fixed. A piece of Jinxia is intended, and poetic, and it is given away.
Nanxiangzi. Zhuang Ziling accompanied his mother to ascend to the heights, rewarded the red leaves of Taixing, and gave them away.
Nine-nine chongyang. Ascend to the far horizon.
Although the white hair is not old.
Smile. Comparable to the dangerous peaks of autumn leaves.
President of Qingyuan for the 8th Anniversary of the Puzhou Poetry Society (New Rhyme)
Text/ZhanFeng
Looking back at Chongyang again, the eight-year poetry club sighed qingyuan.
In order to build a safe affair for the sake of Chenghe Shuo, He Ji Silver Frost sprinkled the sideburns.
The eighth anniversary of the Frost Heaven Xiaojiao Puzhou Poetry Society
Text/Tolerance is great
Chongyang is here again, there are dao events, Heshuo Jian'an legacy, into the poetry society, inheritance oath.
The number of HuanZhou has its own self, and the same embrace, bitterness and eight autumns without regrets, force together, heart to match.
Picking mulberry seeds, Chongyang Puzhou Poetry Society annual visit Zhuangziling
The road is like a carp, the road is like a sheep's intestine, and the ridge is stacked. The blue waves and red waves shake too far.
Red scarlet green light bushes, the most yellow flowers, brilliant and sunny. Todo Haruyama does not have this makeup.
Chongyang Festival Gurudwara Zhuangziling Eighth Route Army mother Li Caiqing former residence
Green willow clouds cover the stone house, and the mottled burrow room is full of vicissitudes.
Quan Qing has a second sister-in-law shadow, and Kang Nuan has healed eight road wounds.
Thirty-two pits are confused, and millions of banknotes are hidden.
The silver box is buried in the donkey stables without harm, and the blue blood leaves traces to write too far.
Wooden barrels contain soup to pity children, and mountain cliffs hide holes to avoid wolves.
The smoke is far away, and the prosperous world should think of chaos and ruin.
The autumn leaves are brilliant here, and the hearts are all red liver intestines.
concentrate:
1, Quan Qing sentence, after Li Caiqing's former residence, there is a shallow spring as a water source. Li Caiqing's husband's surname is Guo, ranking second, so he is called Guo Erjie.
2. Thirty-two pits, Li Caiqing once properly stored the thirty-two Ji'nan Bank banknotes in thirty-two places.
3, silver box, Li Caiqing once hid eight boxes of anti-Japanese funds in his donkey pen dung pile.
4, green blood sentence, Zhuangziling is he Yun and other anti-Japanese martyrs sacrificed place.
5. Wooden barrels, Li Caiqing's former residence displays two wooden barrels for the wounded and sick of the Eighth Route Army.
6. In the sentence of the mountain cliff, Li Caiqing hid the wounded and sick of the Eighth Route Army in more than a dozen mountain cliff caves.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Hehuanzhou Poetry Society also sent friends
Text/Time is old
Scattered pearls remain in the sea palace, who decorate the needle and thread with smoke.
Now it's shining, and it's always beautiful.
It is the time when the yellow flowers are bright and the eyes are bright, and the red leaves are also shocked by the long sky.
Haruka will green ants new wine, congratulations to The Sun Rainbow in Puzhou.
Congratulations on the eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Puzhou Poetry Society
Text/Fuyang Fisherman
I remembered that when the peony was opened, I came to the garden with wine and poetry.
The owner of Qingyuan Is very fond of guests, and the group of talents is full of talents.
Poor flowing water, poetry is still a collection of elegant.
Looking west at the clouds of Cong Mountain, and gradually drifting in the east.
Gengzi Chongyang Huanghua Cold, Mingzhou association degree for eight years.
The divine elk is victorious in search of fairy tracks, and Lan Ling is lyrical in his hometown.
Every year the lotus flowers give a clear rhyme, and the years of frost and snow yong Yaotai.
Mingshan talents are highly talented, and new songs in the countryside are lined up.
Demon ye peach plum under the qi, harvest seedlings Ling County.
The pearls have been flashing together, and the clear veins of the stream have converged into the sea.
New Year, New Year, New Journey, Poetry Club Welcomes the New Era.
The brush is like a rafter song, showing style on the road to dreams.
The eighth anniversary of the Puzhou Poetry Society
Text/Miao Fengliang
The streamers are pointing to the eighth anniversary, and a few breezes are blowing in front of you.
Ji Ji Shicai swept the waterside, and this autumn can finally comfort the sages.
Poetry Society EIGHT contains a mail
Text/Wang Aimin
Eight years of spirit time and progress, colorful literary algae pen to raise the wind.
The years should be as promised, and the pingying clear stream is chasing Ruihong.
Linchongyang Festival Dengshi County Zhuangziling
Text/Clouds Flying
Chrysanthemum wine should be three hundred cups, and it is more intoxicating than full of mountain maples.
A thousand branches of broken jade autumn wind warm, a night of flying frost ten thousand leaves red.
Frost Day Dawn Horn Fallen Leaf Grudge
Autumn breezes. It's all an illusion. The remnant leaves are overwhelmed, hate the branches, and are inconsiderate.
Joint burial. A lie. Who remembers singing together? Only pale yellow three two, holding hands and forgetting, let the floating flutter.
Maple leaves on the Wing Trang Ridge
Text/Wang Feng'e
Xiacai is different from red, all because of the frost maple on the ridge.
Why is it hovering? It is suspected that Hengyang returned to Yanfeng.
Congratulations on the eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Puzhou Poetry Society
Eight years of garden farming busy, yellow flowers and bamboo for new makeup.
Bringing water to collect the aura, he approached the east hedge and incense chrysanthemum.
Li Xiaqi was talented, and the ink in the garden was hidden.
As soon as the geese chirped, they led the poetry to the sky.
Seven Laws • Chongyang Shiqing eight years to climb ZhuangziLing
Text/Ethereal
Eight years of poetry qingfu ascended to the top, and the year was heavy yang frost ye jiao.
The ups and downs are cultivated into true courage, and the Ping Book is a beautiful song.
Yun Shan can keep his eyes open, and the bucket rice is difficult to bend.
All the way back to the night, the afterglow of the maple fire reflects the sky.
Degree of heavy yang
Text/Rui Xiang Pingying
Chrysanthemums filled the hillside, thinking of the small river in the village.
This late autumn scene is unique, a parting song.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the HehuanZhou Poetry Society
Once in the year, he rushed into Puzhou, and the poetry wished to quench his thirst in the spring.
The sages are known to be available, and the jade in the modest sleeve is often collected.
Raise a glass to enjoy the thousand laws, and chant together for a few autumns.
Eight years of huaixin congratulations, mountain maple red all over the reward.
The sound of joy is bathed in the sun all the way, and the pool water is clear and clear.
The path meanders the clouds and the flowers cover the trees, and the garden is a gallery of strange stones and wonderful paintings.
Step on the song to go away from the obsession, take advantage of the pleasure to return to the wine to taste.
Father and son still look forward to it, and the records in the poem will be cherished forever.
SAI Hongqiu. Chung yeung festival
Text/Song Shugeng
The west wind gusts of light branches, the east hedge clusters of thousands of flowers jealousy.
The sunset is brilliant and admirable, and the golden spikes are full of farmers.
Drums beat Guangfu Heaven, dance grooming roads, play a flat food gift.
Frost Tianxiaojiao Puzhou Poetry Society 8th Anniversary Dengzhuangziling
Text/Su Heart Like Jade
And the degree of chongyang, Maple Ridge Gang.
Leaning on the staff to ascend to the distance, layers of forest dyeing, green, red and yellow.
Autumn light, with dream intestines, also like pottery chrysanthemum.
Make a wish with your hands, poetry is elegant, and the music is loud.
【A cut of plum】The eighth anniversary of the Puzhou Poetry Society has sent poetry friends
The national essence promotes the endowment of words, Hanlin Zimo, and the poetry of diligent ploughing.
Three pieces of paper, knocking on the flat, determined to move.
Eight years of lyrical flowers full of strange, elegant words clear songs, words pearls.
Puzhou Poetry Society Series, Heshuo Inheritance, Yuzhen Qingqi.
Partridge Day· Degree Of Sunshine
Autumn colors and autumn sounds are long, full of poetry and heavy sun.
Raise a glass of chrysanthemum wine and look up at the blue sky and the long shadow of the geese.
The wind is blowing and the night is dark. Whoever says not dreams are more desolate.
Nostalgic for the past goes with the wind, and the candle-cutting window is not yet in the middle.
Travel to the north zhuangziling of the county
Text/Cannes
Zhuangziling peak thorn leaves dye, late autumn red all over the Zhuanghe Mountains.
Only then did the Qing Dynasty help the wounded memory, and the warrior's new fighting spirit was still there.
Looking back at the crowds of people in the road, leaning over the bottom of the valley and gently babbling.
Zhiwu Poetry Society literati to, a thousand kinds of customs more spotted.
The two committees of the Chongyang Festival South Bridge held a dumpling feast to express their nostalgia
Chongyang is greeted by the atmosphere of the heart, and the virtue of filial piety is like the sun.
Ask the carp to lie on the ice to save the mother cut, and the mosquito is full of blood to protect the grandfather.
The south bridge pleads with the two elders, and the north water is sparkling with affection.
Sons and daughters of Yan Huang Hongyongzhi, the essence of Traditional Chinese studies.
Junior Tour • Chongyang
Text/Zhao Zongyu
The autumn leaves of Wanshan Mountain shine on the sunset. The geese are soaring.
The reflection of the lake, the swaying of the sina, this scene drunk time.
Yellow flowers spit out beautiful autumn rhymes, and the wind and bones are brilliant.
Take up the golden bottle, be grateful for the elderly, and look up to the high church on a good day.
Guidian Qiu Zhuangziling wind collection
Text/Zhao Leiming
Climb to the far side, Chongyang Chong, zhuangzi ridge on the maple leaf red.
The commoners rushed to the shoulders, attracting the poet to wipe the edge of the pen.
The 8th anniversary of the establishment of the Puzhou Poetry Society and the Chongyang Festival Zhuangziling Style (New Rhyme)
Text/Yang Huilin
The clouds float between the ten thousand peaks, and the brilliance is like the illumination of the sun.
Last year Chongyang remembered things, red light and drunken pen immortals.
Chongyang Festival Dengzhuangziling feeling nostalgic
Looking at the cold mountains in the distance, the green waves are not exhausted and the flames are red.
Along the way, he lamented the history of heroes, and the revolutionary residence praised and praised.
Dianli Lip Chongyang Festival Tour Zhuangziling Li Caiqing Former Residence Feelings
The picture is like poetry, and it is difficult to tell the heartfelt feelings in the poem.
Old Lin Villa. Take my heart back.
Roll up the red flag until the light is over.
Invite Li Du. Cursive song. Flying pen pouring Dan Dan.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Tianjingsha Hehuanzhou Poetry Society is touching
Drink lydu aromatic alcohol, more dry Sulu golden bottle.
Mo Yu is like Ruosun, eight years of chanting. Fugue is prosperous.
Note: Su Lu: Su Shi, Lu You
Wing Trang Trang Ling red leaves
Text/Elegant Bamboo Rhyme
Zhongjiu climbed to the top, and the mountains were as red as blood.
Do not compete with Baihui for spring color, only in the hot flames of the autumn.
Eight years of journey blooming nine, full of peach li mu chaoxia.
Poetry and friends paint mountains and rivers embroidery, ancient rhymes and new styles endowed with years.
Celebrating the eighth anniversary of the establishment of the poetry society and the poetry club with the climbing Of zhuangziling to enjoy the autumn leaves
Text/Deep Mountain Resident
Grounded red maple paved cliffs, the sky stacked on the clouds.
Spring and autumn are only old, and the autumn leaves are full of flowers.
Present to the President (New Rhyme)
The poetry of Puzhou is full of river red, and it is full of cultivation of guizhi mushrooms.
Spring breeding hundreds of flowers compete for beauty, autumn thousands of fruits drunk and groaning pupils.
Let the cold Lucy Wind blow strongly, I looked like a green song.
It is also the most heroic that Zhujie has not forgotten, passing on the generations.
Nguyen Lang Gui Yin Zhuang Zi Ling and the eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Ho Poetry Society
Text/Green Slave
Eight years of fuya and heavy sun, yellow flowers full of windows.
In the west, Zhuangzi Ridge is vast, and the wind passes through the fragrance of red leaves.
Xiao Serge, red clothes, poetry with white frost.
The origin of the river Shuo rhymes sonorously, with the Yin Guo Yunchang.
Chongyang Zhuangziling Appreciation of Autumn Leaves (New Rhyme)
When the geese fly over the wild people's homes, the west wind sends a hundred flowers.
When the mountain tree knows that there is little autumn color, it will bear the fire of the sky to warm the cold cliff.
Frost Heaven Xiaojiao Zhuangziling ascended to the heights and celebrated the eighth anniversary of the Poetry Society
Text/Rose
Clear air skimming geese. Extremely red and yellow.
The yarn fog is surrounded by distant mountains, sheep intestines, and wind flags are displayed.
Bring with you a golden bottle. Smokers are speechless.
Heavy nine drunk Penglai realm, enjoy fun, accompanied by poetry.
The eighth anniversary of the establishment of the Puzhou Poetry Society is in mind
Text/Wangshan
He Shi Chongyang made a long journey, because the poem eight years He Huanzhou.
At that time, the sparse wood was frosted, and the hair of the bright branches was thicker.
Bu operator. Zhuangziling autumn leaves
In the autumn of Zhuangziling, Cui lost red and lost weight.
Negative I earnestly visited Jun, and did not wait for Chongyang Hou.
The wind has cooled and shivered.
Pick up a piece of love in the dust, tears full of gentle hands.
Text/Paragraph Of Arms
The eight-degree spring and autumn are becoming more and more popular, and the poetry is like the tang dynasty.
Qingyuan is full of heart, and the danju is mixed with alcohol.
But you have to fly into a golden sentence, why not get drunk and be a word worm.
Jun looked at the bamboo in front of the verdant door, one year old is as strong as a one-year-old onion.
"Song of the Puzhou Poetry Society" is also known as "Qingyuan Song"
Text/Dong Qingjun
How many love pens are wandering
How many poetic dreams flow
Endless past events, Li bi Cong Shan
The sound of a knocking door awakens the moon in the branches
yes! The fragrance of peonies drifts in the garden
Qinglian ushered in the lotus pond of the rhythm and rhymed with water
The wind catches up with the color of autumn and winter
The song sprinkles the red leaves of Tai Xing
A good sister of the Puzhou Poetry Society
Quickly pick up the pen, quickly hold hands
Love me damei forever, love me damei qu liang
How many footsteps are wading all over the water
How many poems fell into the moonlight
The story that cannot be told is more effective than the beginning of the text
The melodious chapter ushers in the dawn of the East
yes! The mountains and wilderness have changed the rural civilization
Poetry overflows the heart, refreshing the appearance of nostalgia
Embrace the clouds that usher in the high sky
Sing the fragrance of the fertile soil
Depict the Great Beauty Forever Year, depict the Great Beauty Qu Liang
Note: (1) Cong Shan, that is, "Cong Shan Collection", here refers to Shen Hanguang; (2) Wen Chu, is the name of Sikong Shu.