Fengqiao, a town full of Tang poems (group of 3 poems)

◇Make the tide xiangjiang

You can put a small town

Imagine being Like Tang Poetry

A brick protrudes out, and it is a flat sound

A piece of tile recessed into it, it was a slang sound

You can also put an ancient poem

Imagine what a small town looks like

Every word is a mossy house

Each punctuation is a flickering candle

Shuttle between the town and ancient poetry

It was the passenger ship

2, Maple Bridge night berth, an image through the millennium

The cry of a crow, passing through the Tang Dynasty

It has hovered for more than a thousand years and has not yet fallen

Maple leaves of maple bridge

Red and green, green and red

A long bell breaks through the night of Hanshan Temple

It still reverberates more than a thousand years later

Monks meditating on the top of the mountain

Whether it has become a grain of sand in the Ganges

A lonely boat, drifting on the river

The poet and his poems have been searching

The hometown is very close, the shore is far away

The road is close and the dream is far away

A bean fishing fire, burning the surface of the water

Guide the way home for the crooked moon

The road home is dotted with stars

It was the old mother's half-open, half-closed eyes

Heavy frost. Leaf red. The north wind is tight.

Autumn is deep. The wine has been warmed.

Raise a glass and get drunk

Tonight, I will pick you up from Xiangyang and take you home

3. The "Maple Bridge Experience" illuminates the skies over the countryside

Ditches between neighbors

All in a bowl of noodles

Knocking on a door will make village headlines

"Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and close neighbors are not as close as hearts"

There are no unsolvable pimples

Just three heart-warming words

Listen to the lawsuit under the plum tree

The twisted knot at the head of the village that has crossed history

Just like the palm of the village and town cadres

"Small things do not go out of the village, big things do not go out of the town"

Just like my mother's life experience:

Hoe the grass early. Hitting the wall does not break the head three boards.

Mobilize the masses to rely on the masses

Chen Sesame messed with the grain thing

No matter how small it is, it is also a day

A beam of light broke through the maple bridge

Travel through more than half a century

Illuminated the skies over rural China

Behind the "Maple Bridge Experience"

Stand with two simple words

- The people