Write the same Lijiang

Write the same Lijiang

In the Pedestrian mirror, the bird's screen screen

The low tree of the wild, Jiang Qingyue is close to the people

The same rivers are written

Xin'anjiang flows next to me

Reflecting me, raising me

It used to be written by Liu Changqing

Carrying Li Bai, crossing Meng Haoran

The old river by the ancestor is still

Clear and bottom, treat children and grandchildren

Still tolerance, kindness, understanding

From a photo, I salvaged

The moon, in the ripple of Xin'anjiang

During the circle, the light is the light, and the eyebrows for me when I bend

In the town sounds of the moonlight, thousands of years

For me, write one poem after another

(The author is a member of the Hangzhou Writers Association)

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