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"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

author:Chinese Poetry Association
"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

About the Author

Liu Xinqiang, retired from a large central enterprise, a native of Shaozhou, Guangdong Province, a member of the Lingnan Poetry Society in Guangdong Province, and an honorary president of the Shutang Poetry Society. He has a wide range of interests, such as sports, tea ceremony, music, calligraphy and Chinese poetry.

"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

Enjoy autumn

Luogang green space floating, blooming red leaves reflect the morning glow.

Although it is nearly late autumn and winter, the makeup still looks like a mid-spring flower.

Reward

The lotus flower is placed alone in the beard, and the sincere desire is when the bud is broken.

Borrow the nectar of the sky, and the spring color of the garden is full of immortality.

Poetry friends gather in Yangcheng

Not tired of coming far, the king is now in front of you.

The same voice is still dreaming, and the contract is more heartfelt.

Qiu Sesi Three Paths, Yangcheng Seven Sages.

A few times light white head, return to the drunken moon in the sky.

"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

Swim in the Jinjiang River

The green fields are clear, and the danshan mountains are bright.

On the Guanyin Floating Ridge, the sisters sit by the river.

The wind on both sides of the river is reflected in front of it, and the sailboats are worn on the water.

The distant peep into the shadow, the beautiful scenery is involved.

Memories of the years

There are spirits with distant memories, diligent study and abandonment of foolishness.

The next seat knows the etiquette, and always knows the will.

You can go back a thousand miles, and you have to return.

White hair accompanies autumn shadows, enjoy the five rays of the gods.

Duanzhou huihui

Melodious nostalgia for the years, Zhaoqing to see Jiabin.

Look over the beauty of the mountains and rivers, make friends.

Qingfeng sincerely folds willows, and the different surnames also think of relatives.

Liqu flew away lightly, and the pleasure was drunk.

Birthday bounty

Ji Meng follows the lights and shadows, and the good day is also a long time.

Climb the stairs with a way, light a candle and send a wind instrument.

More joy today, with joy to show their eyebrows.

Confucian sages inherit the blessings of the hundred blessings, and the young and the old are happy.

Smell the xiongyou family style

See the flowing water under the moon, and the river depends on the family.

Pingsheng tong filial piety, and domain throughout the zhongjia.

The sages are remembered, and the Confucian cultivators boast.

Versatile and magnificent, classic and beautiful.

"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

Beautiful countryside chant

The breeze grows green trees, and the drizzle hides the spring light.

Deep alleys with trails, round lotus swaying ponds.

The hometown is a custom, and the ancient house has established a family shrine.

The flowers are full of shadows, and the tea fragrance is full of lights.

Jasper flows through the rivers and mountains, and fairies show their delicate posture.

Wanderers from outside the mountains, before the court to know the old.

The shepherd boy can rhyme, and the traveler is righteous.

The heart is drunk and strong, and the clumsy words are poured out.

"Poet Album" Liu Xinqiang: Borrowing the nectar of the heavens, the spring colors of the garden show immortality

Wai Shao Gurudwara

The river is clear, and the river flows around the shore.

Shudo floating stone, Momozu fan lonely boat.

Ask him for a new year's guest, pregnant with a night of sorrow.

Who can pity the cold and bitter, and the long night is endless.

Captain Chang'an Dao, fist for the people.

Unfortunately, when not encountered, blank juvenile head.

Justice will never fail, and the name of the poem moves the prince.

A thousand years of clouds, the shadow is long.

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