[Snow window selection poems] Today's five laws and five laws || Li Yongxin, President Wei

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There are more artificial seven laws today and fewer five laws. Although there are occasional works, they are scattered scattered, and they are not scattered. The rest is sighing. The today's people want to be able to pick up their eyes, and make a few compilations. Yu Ji Lu today's five laws, but the only quality is taken, and it has nothing to do with human feelings. There is neither utilitarian nor traffic concerns. If you want the five laws, it will be beneficial to observe, and it is fortunate.

The five laws selected are divided into ten series, thirty -eight poets, and more than 300 poems. This is the third series, and the two five laws of Li Yongxin and President Wei were selected.

Li Yongxin · Five Laws Eighteen Shutches

Brother Yitang's five laws from the old age, every time he made one song, he must have been practiced. Concentrated in landscapes, hanging ancients, and recalling the themes of the old. Especially in the poem of Ji Xing, six songs "From Jiangxing" can be seen with Lao Du's "Qinzhou" group poem and Zheng Ziyin's "Tongren Jiangzhou" group. "Cebu Ji Xing" describes exotic style, which is also refreshing.

Li Yongxin profile

Li Yongxin, Zi Zi, No. Yitang, after 80. He is currently working at Guangdong People's Publishing House. He is the director of the Guangdong Chinese Poetry Society, the editor of the "Lingnan Poetry" newspaper, and the vice president of Huacheng Poetry Society. Sort out and publish "Chen Gong Yin's Poetry School", "Selection of Taro Garden Poems", "Selection of Zhang Keting Poems" and so on.

Six songs from Jiangxing (select 4)

Li Pingdaozhong

The households are hanging stream cloth, and the village cluster drum tower.

The chaos is green to the ground, and the rain is rushing and dark.

蛮 蛮 蛮 峒 峒 峒 椎 椎 椎 椎 wraps her head.

Blame the local customs, people are in Gusi Prefecture.

Zhaoxing Guzhai

The chickens and dogs float in the clouds.

There is a peak that it is hard to see, but there is no rain but smelling thunder.

Drive the calfs to farm, and sing the moon.

The lotus bag is wearing color lines, and there is no need for answers.

Entering Anzhai

There are many people who are in poor streams and unbearable.

Faculture can support the house and open the mountains as the field.

The seedlings of seedlings have a common planting, and the crickets are sleeping together.

Zhengxi Yang Mei is familiar, and the piles are the first.

Enter the Sima Village

Planting Luo Tunxi, Zhu Miao is the most proud.

Patches the mountains with birds, shaving with sickle.

The village is ancient, and the altar is high.

Corner cups come to persuade alcohol, really comforting far people.

Cebu Ji Xing (seven preferred five)

Go to the sea

The month returned to Yaopu again, and the clouds were scattered.

Chao Pingzhou competed, and the sunrise water was red first.

Aozhu San Mountain is near, whale Boomantong.

At first glance, he was small and entered the Daxu.

Cross Barraka

Boat corals, clear waves are endless.

Full of view of the bottom, come and go if it is empty.

Outside the island, the godfish came out of the water.

Wang Yang wandered here, could not sigh Hongmeng.

One of the virgin islands

Sha Ming is not shore, nor a lot of people is villages.

The bottle bowl is high, and the shed is a bad door.

Jiang Yan followed the food, and the sea urchin looked at it.

When I was involved in ， 独, the clouds turned over.

Virgin Island Two

In the market, the custody believers, the presence of the sea.

The island has no career, and the water is a hometown.

Women know that staying, children sell slurry.

The sunburned sand road extinguished and returned to each other.

Shanxiang is now

Following the time, the village villages are green.

The front division was only rice rice, but the rear ridge was pumped.

There are many kinds of barren mountains, and people are busy.

I was familiar with it when I was young.

Township Miscellaneous Memories (Six Preferring 2)

Third

The height of the barren soil is indeed, and the cow still damages the bones.

The quotation of the spring frequently saves the drought, and the rain is the cloud.

Can the festival be idle? He Miao is more powerful.

The whole family went to the monopoly, and I also had a special honor.

Four

Daei was familiar with Lian, and he was busy.

The lotus hoe faced the water, blowing the leaves late.

In the middle of the cyber, the fish was hooked.

If you know that you are suffering, you always have no worry.

Shangzuka

If you slide the road, the grass is fumigated.

Lin Duanchao Bird, Panasonic has a new grave.

The wine god came for a moment, and the money burned the butterfly.

At the end of a hundred years, he recovered sadness.

偕臧闻筠游天坛

The roads are all around, and the palace palace is traveling.

Looking at the dragon and tiger qi, not scattered ancient and modern sorrows.

It is called Yue Ru for the beginning, and the wind is desperate.

Emperor Tianan Kege, loneliness.

Motor Wudi

Wanli rides Peng wings and floats as Chuyou.

Qiankun was chaotic, and the sun and the moon floated.

Farly reflected the Jingmen tree, flying the Han water boat obliquely.

Looking at the sample, Changxiao went down the cloud head.

Jinyan Hang Chen Zhongyong Gong two two heads

The weeds are in autumn wind, and the monument is around.

The name is sweaty, and the blood is sprinkled with blood.

Independence is obscure, longing for tears.

In front of the grave, we worshiped, and the majesty came.

Chaoming Gudu

The wooden cricket is lower than the dam and crossed the village.

The middle is divided into west seawater, and goes straight down to Dingbo Gate.

Birds have passed away, and the cloud titles turned in white.

He is the one, I want to trace its origin.

One of the two in the mountains

The mountains and clouds are lazy, and long drags are not peaks.

The cream tree is thin and blows into the sunset.

Xiao San was free, and there was no trace.

Go to the river in the river, what time is it?

Over the country

Qiu Sihao was born, and the coal mountain was more good.

Listening to the crow crying ancient wood, looking down on the city.

The transportation is hard to hold, and the danger is settled.

The country's death was martyr, and the hatred was full of Jingjing.

President Wei · Five Laws 15

President Wei is a poem. There are good systems in concentration of seven rhythms, five laws, and five ancients. Taste the wonders of the mountains and rivers from the army, and the customs of the customs. Yu Zeng presented poems: "The son is a wonderful festival, from the cold of the army. The mountains and mountains help the ancients, and the poetic power is broken."

Mr. Wei

President Wei, the word Han Zong, the net name has branches and leaves. Born in 1993, Zhaotong, Yunnan, a member of Mingshe. Quite love for the Tang Dynasty and the late Qing Dynasty poems. Village

The shepherd is depressed, and the village is bleak.

Snow Mountain is surrounded by good, and the water grass is still lush.

Why can you suffer?

Thousands of miles of geese, stuffed down.

Yarlung Tibetan Grand Canyon

The cliffs were hanging, and the sun and the moon passed.

The water and gas dragon penetrated through the gorge, and the sound of the waves was thunderous.

The vast wrapping snow is vividly hidden.

As soon as he was light and died, the Yunnan people folded.

Nyingchi Miscellaneous Poetry

one

Zhanbi is dyed, and the deserted suburbs are clear.

The cliff watched the temple shadow, and the window listened to the sound of the clouds.

The soil chamber runs away from the song, and the slope is fighting the city.

The grievances are endless, and the Han Mo Mo is lightly commented.

two

春 was west of the west, and the spring returned to Cao Zhaofang.

The rhino penetrates the rain, and the birds cry.

Remove people are smoky, Huashen Temple incense.

Fathered hooligan disease, moaning to the Buddhist temple.

three

Lonely carried Xiaoyue and came to the peak of the valley.

The sound of the summer rivers is strong, and the morning is strong.

Xia Ni's belly hanging, the bones and bones are stubborn.

After the age of running, Shenlin Si hit the bell.

Bingshen Da Suma returned from Lhasa to Xining Train due to heavy rain on the way south.

For the nearby Tiangong, the number of sunny days is even more.

Xue Shengwu Huling Ridge, Rainbow Hanging Rain City.

The grass grass is really certain, and the oblique Hui is affectionate.

He Kang's family is clumsy, and the lighting is bright.

Thinking after the rain

There is no dream in the camp, and He Shanhe is not group.

Shenhu was flat, and the empty clouds were dark.

The rain was loud, and the words were forgotten.

Traveling seemed to be there, Guangyu's atmosphere.

Tibetan house

The clouds under the clouds are like a rush, and the cigarettes are self -raging.

The windows are stunned, and the building is afraid of people.

Long cabinet for God Buddha, high eaves plunder the eagle.

Sand dust was flooded for years, and he lived without hate.

Tubo Miscellaneous Poems (Six Level 4)

One

The clouds of clouds are jealous, and the snow is frozen Tubo.

The lonely swallow still curled up, and the prayer flags were blowing.

The mountains and red agate, the lake includes the green glazed.

The wild leopard, want to travel first.

Third

The seasons of the Jokhang were surging, and the heads of Ji were declining.

Hand knees are swollen, and the meridians are longer.

The windmill is over rainy, Xueling Creamy.

Imagine the long -distance danger, Gao Gao's unscrupulous repayment.

Five

Princess Xiao Suoton had a lot of deserted life.

The intestine returned to the royal, and the heart was cold.

Passing the Fa Lao Temple, low eyebrows are soldiers.

The former alliance looked at the monument, and the characters were horizontal.

Six

Fortune and Yuru, survey the land at the beginning of the border.

The city Zhenrong passed, and the mountains were faint.

The Central Plains is still prosperous, and he lives in peace.

Looking back at Tianzhu, Nanfeng Mo Langhou.

Lan Moon Lake

Wanmu is in Hantan, deep landscapes.

Where does Yulong go? Yuegu entered the dream.

When the beach sounded, seeing water blue on a cloudy day.

Dongba is empty, and the murals are giving a ginseng.

Xiaofa Sangsang

Original Qi Mori, the car is far back.

The wind spreads Vatican, and the rainhu is wet.

The mysterious bird was shocked, and the yellow flowers were in tears.

How to make a younger trace, the fluff turned more.

Live in the rain

The fall still hates, and the feelings of Fang.

The end of the world is easy to change, what is the lake and sea.

Don't listen to the night rain, groaning Shi Luo.

The good period is not good.

Introduction to Yang Xue Feng

Yang Qiang, Xuexue Window, born in 1987, Xiangyang, Hubei. Zhejiang Satellite TV's "Up, Poetry" champion, won the "Poetry" 2020 Chen Ziang Youth Poetry Award, the third "National Poetry Contest" Poetry Department, and the first "Sea Yue Cup" Poetry Contest Poetry Department Volume 1 The third class of the finals of the word department is the judge of the poetry department of the second "Xiangtianhua Cup" Poetry Contest.

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