A Mao | The clouds in the sky are changing, and there are many self -sufficient things (twelve of the original quatrains)

thunderstorm

The wind rolls Yun Tao's heavy rain, and the electric light thunder was shocked.

After some new cool, the rainbowee is long -term.

Sunset

Time has passed away, and Wanli Pinghu is scattered.

Looking far away from Jinping, he has dreamed of dreams.

Summer day

At the beginning, I always felt that the summer was long, and I mistakenly paid the youth.

It was surprised that the wind urged the locust leaves, and there was a crystal frost on the eyes.

Lotus pond moonlight

The new lotus circle is light and light, and the wind is late for a while.

Kaiji Furong is still lonely, so the stigma is sent to the fragrance.

untitled

The world was shocked, and he was deceiving at the atrocities.

Wen said that Zhengzhou was different, and poetry should be unsatisfactory.

At the foot of Songshan

Floating clouds refine the sky, and the mountains are fumigation.

The green onion is green, and the journey is free.

Mountains and mountains

Towering into the clouds, the peaks rose up.

Rugged Panasonic Road, who is the column with me?

Floating cloud

The half summer is long, and the two sighs are sighing,

The clouds in the sky are changing, and there are many things that are cold.

Summer solstice

When the summer heat, the night was gradually growing, and the wind was giving the lotus a dim.

The sequence moves the summer solstice, why is the cicada be noisy?

College entrance examination is sent

Reading the cold window into the battlefield, this is a trial in the pen.

Jinchin leaped into the dragon, and the sea wide sky.

chopped green onion

The wind blows and sparse Liu Ren horizontal, and the doves of the dove.

After waiting for children's calligraphy, I was bored and looked at the shallots.

Early summer

The garden of the courtyard was red, and the green Yang Fangcao came from the breeze.

Nian Hua died as yesterday, but now he is poor.

About the Author

A Mao, formerly known as Wang Shumao, after the 80s, Henan Weihui, an amateur poetry enthusiast, occasionally published.

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