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"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

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Seven Absolutes - Traveling Lady Pass

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

In the middle of summer, the search for the ghost is too far, and the green mountains and rivers are happy to wander.

Gu Rare also has Ling Yunzhi, singing Lü Liang in front of the beacon platform.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven must-see - swim on the banks of the Mianhe River

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The cliffs of Qifeng are green and the ancient caves are hanging over the waterfalls.

Seven miles of scenery trekking, laughter startled birds to fly.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Absolute - Garden After rain (new rhyme)

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The month fell low, and Jian Lan tearfully complained about love.

I don't know where the butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven must-haves - homecoming nostalgia

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The township road has been winding for forty years, through the winter and summer.

Gu Rare has reached the point where it is difficult to stop, only for the sake of family affection.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Absolutes - Mother's Day Memories of Motherhood

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Xiangyun welcomed his mother to Yaotai, but Xianban Xiruicai?

For eight years, the child looked forward to the faithless bird, and the empty Kang Nai was wandering with tears.

Note: Eight years ago on Mother's Day, my mother left us forever.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Laws - Visiting the Garden meets the wind

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Longquan Wetland enjoys the spring light, and rare sand and dust are crazy.

The lake's aquatic tides invade the shallow shore, and the forest flowers are like rain-stained slope beams.

Tourists are on the road, and the koi pond is busy.

The white hair flew over to leave a beautiful shadow, and the red clothes fluttered with laughter.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Laws Tour Western Evergreen Series - Deming Ancient Town

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The curved water through the corridor does not count, and the flowers and umbrellas are beautiful under the line.

The ancient square is leisurely looking from near and far, and the new pretense is everywhere.

The clouds fall in the lake, and the birds fly by the pavilion to wait for the sound of the piano.

The jiangnan style is too beautiful, and the manor is drunk and affectionate.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Laws - Ten Square Courtyard Old Plum

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Three hundred storms and clouds are a dream, and the green lights and yellow rolls are inseparable.

The empty court is old and the immortal ban is protected, and the ancient wall is hanging towards the sun and the moon.

Plums flutter and lead old dreams, and Qionghua is lonely into new words.

The incense soul alone guards the Zen platform pure, and the proud bones are self-derived.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Laws - The Old Tsubaki Tree Under the Window

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The scars all over the body are not hidden, and the long branches are carelessly probing the neighbor's house.

Qingming sent three leaves, and returned a tree flower in the summer.

Listen to old songs in the lonely wind, and go straight up to protect the new trees.

Every year there are dreams, old age, years and years of spring and years of credit.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Seven Laws - Praise gardener

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

The original intention is not to change the history of in-depth study, and the Nine Ranks of Literature also gushes.

As far as li xiong tried to increase the source, the Qi family ruled the country and pushed it forward.

The pen array in front of the window accompanies the whole day, and the ink pool on the table knows for several years.

Millions of books are small Kai, and a farmer's heart and blood run the mulberry field.

Note: Zhang Yinong: Professor of Hebei University of Economics and Business. At the age of ninety, it took several years to transcribe all 1.2 million manuscripts in small letters and print them into books.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Manting Fang - The new look of the Ten Mile Flower Gallery

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal
"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

Leaning on the green mountains in the west, leading the beautiful water in the east, the red corridor is colorful.

Indulge in the sea of flowers, bees and butterflies play with skirts.

The white deer looked up into the distance, the blue sky was wide, and the clouds were faint.

Blue waves, guizhou oblique oars, reflection with clear sparkling.

On the engraving of the book, a thousand years have passed, smoke, rain and dust.

Careful gaze, fang knows several years of hardships.

Today, Luquan is covered with color, all roads, connecting the city villages.

Sightseeing festival, eight parties to the arrival, Qizan ancient city new.

Note: White deer, legend "White Deer Lead Arrow Planer Han Spring". Deer Spring: Place name, ancient name of the deer, now lu spring.

About the Author

Zhang Huifang (WeChat name laughs at the sunset) retired worker, deeply in love with ancient poetry. The scenery around you is poetic. It has been occasionally published on platforms such as Cangzhou Micro-Journal, Ancient Poetry Juxian Zhuang, Chinese Good Poetry, and Selected Poems. I would like to learn from you, please advise.

"Poetry Original" Zhang Huifang | I don't know where the flying butterfly sleeps, but I see the spider silk string crystal

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