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"After the autumn"

Text/Li Jiarong

The mountains and rivers are ruthless, passionate about the autumn of the grass and trees.

The fans returned to the birds, and the wind was sad.

For the lonely shadow of Yue Ping, listen to the song and remember the old tour.

The guests are not available, and the personnel water flows.

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"Early Spring Brother"

Text/Li Jiarong

In the painting screen, who wakes the wind a day.

Jiang Mei came here to pity, and the shore Liu Yu was eyes.

The guest cup is dark green ants, and the rain and wind are warm.

The old garden was here, and the promotion of Tao Li listened carefully.

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"Ruan Lang Gui · Twilight"

Text/Li Jiarong

Painting bridge willow dance, noon Qingren.

The flowers in the guests are invincible, and the breeze of the late spring turns south.

I ca n’t do it, how can I think. The love has been known.

Wanzhong smoke salary is like a puppet, who is talked about.

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"Spring of Spring · Hakka"

Text/Li Jiarong

Looking at the high -rise building alone, the guests were going to live a good year.

The birds followed in the evening, who carried the spring wind and fell into the flowers.

Under the moon, tired of the end of the world. Mochi sadness and hate.

When to cross Tianjin water and go straight to the Galaxy Oceanwa.

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"Early Autumn Bitter"

Text/Li Jiarong

The year of the order is empty, and the sycamore is not cast.

Qi steaming flowers want to get rid of, the wind is still invading the heat.

The birds returned to the mountains, mad cicadas.

It was expected to get bothering for me.

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"Late Autumn Recalling Brother"

Text/Li Jiarong

The old Hua urged to hate, and the timing entered the late autumn.

Three thousand leaves of wood, frost and cold on the twelfth floor.

Shui Tianhong Yan is far away, and the wind and rain are sorrowful.

But the puppet bass flavor is about to return to the hometown.

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Li Jialong, a poet with a laurel of the Sleeping Poetry Club, formerly known as Li Maoqing, is named Liu Qin, born in Gengwu, native of northern Guangdong. Consultant in the Poetry Society of Lianzhou City and a member of Maoming City Jianxian have won awards in poetry, and poetry works are scattered in various publications.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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