Original Poems-Wang Liangzhong | Drunk three people before flowers, groaning two creams under the moon (five poems)

Seven Laws-Qiutan is like fire

Looking at Yun Fan Qiu's refreshing, he welcomed the clothes of the sun.

The cold cicada had tears, and Hongyan had no trace.

Fortunately, Yishan Star is wide, leaving a lot of lotus in the water.

Fingertips, ask the distant guest, WeChat back map red shirtless.

Remarks: According to the weather forecast, from September 6, the future temperature is as high as 35 to 39 degrees.

Love Embroidery-Autumn Star City

(Zhu Dun Confucianism)

Cui Liu Zhi shakes thousands of cents. It can be tied and full of autumn.

Orange continents, along the river, chrysanthemum fragrance, wavy cleanliness.

How much does Malone know, Yun Yin and sing Birong.

Yuelu Mountain, Tianxin Pavilion, pouring momentum, crane dance ancient pavilions.

Gold Wrong Sword-Yongqiu

(Feng Yanzheng)

Ye urged yellow, and the fruits are incense. The wind rose in autumn.

The lotus laughed.裳.

Yingzhan turned, Yan Yunxiang. It is common for the wind to accompany the rain.

Before the flowers, the three people were drunk, and they groaned two creams under the moon.

Liangzhou Ling Rhyme-Zhuhai Fu

(Ouyang cultivation)

Repair bamboo lush. Vulgar fluttering.

Xiao Xiao was coldly hanging on the branches, the autumn cicada was noisy, and he showed the breeze alone.

Shu Hua hugged. Miles back to Zhongcui.

Where do you want to find elegance? Cui Ying is hoped.

Save Hongye. Leisure and relaxed.

I don't teach Fan Cao to be accompanied by their lives.

The evil wind is bitter and rainy. Sticky book grinding.

Gao Feng Liangjie admires. The sharp tip sweeps the stains.

Huafa Qinyuan Spring-ushered in Jingu's strong alcohol

(Wang Yan body)

Boofa is vast, the Yan Yan approaches, and the mountains and rivers are colorful.

The yellow warbler threw the shuttle, the purple swallow fooled, and the season was reconciled.

The banks of the river are painted, catkins are happy.

Cui Yebi, staring micro, exaggerated farming.

At this moment, Qiong Siyu thought, if there was no pioneer, who would give up.

Put the fertilizer and grass, protect the soil, and carefully plant the cultivation.

Yin Oh Diaoyan, sweat, soaked in clothes, fragrant throughout the body.

When the earth was drunk, and the heavenly heaven, it ushered in the strong alcohol.

About the Author

Wang Liangzhong: Employees of Hunan Radio and TV Station. Originally from Liuyang County, Changsha City.

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