[Excellent Reading] Deng Shuiming's "Hushan Poetry Draft", the fourth episode of the "Poetry of the Hushan" · Qiye (middle)

Deng Shuiming's "Hushan Poetry Draft" Episode 4 · Seven Musto (Middle)

About the Author

Deng Shuiming, No. Hushan, a white man in Guangdong. Member of the Chinese Poetry Society, the Guangdong Chinese Poetry Society, Honorary President of Maoming Poetry Society, Honorary President of Lingnan Poetry Society, Honorary President of Maoming Youth Poetry Association, and consultant of the Poetry Couplet Society of Poetry and Poems of Jiangmen City. He is the author of "Hushan Poetry". He has won the "Contemporary Poetry" Tan Keping Award; "Contemporary Poetry" and "Lingnan Poetry" level award; the first prize of the "Mo Rujin" International Poetry Contest;

Pingyun Mountain Temple

The eaves fly straight and Yunping, and the ancient wood wind comes.

Holding the heroic children, Wan Feng competed for a round of clear.

Luogou

The knife sang and turned back, eight hundred 猊 猊 猊 猊 秋 秋.

Pack the river and mountains and gold powder, and the sunset is red in Gulugou.

Night Passing the Bridge

Autumn entering the sycamore leaves half -withering, Fengcheng Yinhan.

I don't know who rode a donkey over the bridge after a thousand years.

Rural white stroke

(one)

The willow wind is soft and wild, and the sound is short.

Frequently laughed by children, just to find poetry.

(two)

When the swallow came, the frog drum knocked, and the old cow rushed to the flute.

Xiyun suddenly made the rain in the village, and the semi -wet diagonal sun was drying the stone bridge.

Denghua Mountain

Zhu Feng's true consciousness is like children and grandchildren.

Don't have the wonders of the world, and the sky is snowing Chang'an.

Gif

The sheep's continued fish is on the top, there is no need to have no female complaint.

Taking Jun Jun to take Lianquan Moon, and take care of Qinghui.

Reunion

The horns of Wu Shuang's sleeves, don't come to Sanghai a few new.

I have been accustomed to my life, and I am afraid that I am more and more tiring.

Old

The depths of the mountains are also dusty, and white hair is planted for no reason.

This is only the case in Shilu, why not open life.

Gao Liangling Huaigu

The horizontal point of Baiyun is Gao Liang, and the ginseng Jing is lonely.

After the iron horse Jin Ge thousands of years, Qingshan still worshiped red makeup.

Hainan Wugong Temple

Green Yang Yin covered the Five Gong Temples, and Tianhai Chang left a guest.

Since ancient times, the surnames have been surnamed alone, and the depression sighs.

Brigade

After Yang Huaxue passed Sanxiang, Wuye Huang went to Luoyang.

Suddenly, when I saw the cloud of clouds, who did not think about hometown?

Sulk

If you do n’t dream about the Sichuan, you are the Sichuan.

I know to go under the Malan platform and lose and the window pillow to sleep on the moon.

Farm night talk

One Xiyun hugs two or three, and the crescent of the cornice behind the house.

I also have Tian Tian, ​​but I came to the lights.

Dengluhu Ding

Climbing with the sons, see Shi Ku Xiao horses, poems are remembered.

His his hoarse in the autumn of the Han Dynasty, asking the vicissitudes to ask the stones.

The peach blossoms on the back can't afford it, and there is nowhere in the world.

Spring

The fine grass has no burning marks, and a curved flowing water.

The spring breeze, regardless of the dream of people, hit the door at night.

Bait

A boat came to pick up the stars, and quenched the heart of the heart.

The faint mountain eyebrows connect water eyes, and meet the people in the mirror.

Wuzi Qingming two songs

(one)

The haze and haze were sorrowful, and turned back even more.

I am afraid of listening to the rain every year, and sprinkle it with a tear at Quantai.

(two)

Cang Moss invaded the soil grave ruthlessly, and the plants were near the dusk.

The spring breeze tube flowers with thousands of trees, and the tears wipes on the world.

Lake

白 白 漭漭 漭漭 漭漭 漭漭 漭漭, Baiyun Flying Flying Flying.

Yiguang is passionate, leaving the lake.

Ye Yusi Township

Mu Yu Xiaoxiao was long, and the return of the garden was slightly vast.

Only in the east of the East River, to the hometown overnight.

The drama is given to Hushan (two songs)

(one)

Mountain friends and water friends are also ahead, a love bell for twelve years.

Poetry's peaks should laugh at me, the title of Yuhu Xian.

(two)

Sitting alone in the building, the rains in the wind of apricot flowers.

Qingshan Dingxiao poet is old, looking at the wine for another year.

Lotus pond

(one)

Taking a glimpse of Qian Hong unwilling, Lingxiang only combined with Penglai.

Who got the priceless price? Mingyue is passionate about me.

(two)

Wan He is all in the rain.

How many dreams of childhood, a boat did not wake up.

Gengyin Duanyang

The water strings moved, and the sound of "Big move" wandered alone.

Xiaoxiang was a little yellowish moon, and Zeng Ling was a cocoon.

I feel

The white hair was ashamed of the young man, and he also helped his bones to watch the sky.

I did not like to listen to Xiaoxiao bamboo, and ask the micro official for a few dollars.

Yongmei

(one)

The jade bone ice muscles are open to the mirror, and the fragrance is separated by the water.

Weiyin wants to start with Lin and Jing, and the mountains and lakes are cut together.

(two)

The plum blossoms from the shore are red, and Ling Yunyu's bones are bone.

I worshiped Dongjun every year.

(three)

Wanshu fragrance floats with a flute, and the beautiful beauty empty valley has more affection.

Before flowering, he hated no car and horses.

(Four)

Where to find a wonderful chapter? The cold wind blows into Merlin.

After the Xian Xian went, there was no new chanting, and Mo Xiaozun blessed before.

Lonely

There is a wine in Wanmu's sound, who is leaning on the mind.

When Jun looked at the beach, the tide still reached the old marks.

Hill House Two

In front of the window, the cloud broke through Qianfeng, and the pillow pine wins.

In this ancient hero, the ancient hero, how can you get drunk and cover the cup.

Inscription

Maoyan faintly ancient pine, and there were wild clouds with the birds.

By asking where the flat boat is gone, the smoke waves around Wanzhong Mountain.

Cuiheng Village Title sentence

Handbuya Hong Sunrise Central Plains, 100,000 light years.

Believe that Lingyu returns to the moonlit night, and Peihuan falls into Cuiheng Village.

Second

Ten years of 衷 十 十 为 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十 十.

The emperor's system has fallen with the flowers, and the ice wheel finally shines from Hengsong.

Yixian Festival

I only know that there is a galaxy in the sky, and I do n’t hate more.

Crying to ask the Zhongshan Mausoleum last month, several people looked at the microwave.Xinyu Poetry Day

The big trick took the red orchid, and the tears splashed with Xiangtian alone.

A kind of sorrow is endless, but now I still feel that the water is cold.

Spring Days Far

Dongfeng pressed the branches overnight, and the flowers were flowing.

Someone is not available in the water.

Autumn

The mountain clouds were empty, and the autumn light was half -day wind.

I do n’t know the disabled in the drunk, and the boat is flying in a bright moon.

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