Daily good poems ｜ Gu Pan's eyes are timid, gentle as water like water

One cluster of flowers · osmanthus blossoms are open for the second time

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The exquisite jade Qin is fragrant, and the new yellow is now clustered.

Bright eyes laughed, carefully, only in autumn.

Drinking the meal style, calling orchids and chrysanthemums, compared to crazy.

Who is the dream of a millennium, and the full moon is vicissitudes.

Late at the end of the night, wept, sighed, and the world was so cool.

There are flowers in scattered, and the remaining is wine, and it is plainly against the rise and fall.

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Xingxiangzi · Yundi Symbols

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Dark hidden Tianxiang, drove the boat bravely, while writing the spring and autumn.

明 fingers, lighting the eyes.

Make the flowers fall, the orchids are annoyed, and the osmanthus is ashamed.

The youth is beautiful, the mountains and mountains are beautiful, and the red dust and don't worry about it.

The idle words are easy to write, and the ambition is difficult to pay.

It should be highlighted, the words are high, and the high -rise buildings.

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Tap Shaxing · Yi Wei Mid -Autumn Festival

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Going to the month is silent, the wind is intentional, the osmanthus is fragrant.

Hushan started to be cold and cold, and was lonely.

In the water -like years, the cloud -like story, who is in the middle of the night.

After the fifty -night, the geese had no books, and the acacia was difficult to send.

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Shanhua Zi · Qiu Ye Wai's 2nd

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The acacia on the paper returned in the dream, and the osmanthus flowers were flying outside the city.

Remember the lonely moon in the autumn, recognize the lintel.

Ask all the flowers, and the green ants are inconsistent.

Haijiao Tianya poems are surging and blown by the wind.

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Linjiangxian · Wangyue

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Gu Pan's eyes are timid, gentle as water.

Osmanthus red face clouds. I glanced at my dream one night, and I knew tonight.

A piece of ice heart is lonely, and the acacia is difficult to give good words.

When is the lack of yin and round. The leisure curtain is not falling, and the worm is sleepy.

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Yang Shengli, the poet of the sleeping poetry club, male. The pseudonym Tianya is tired, 65 years old. From Tianmen, Hubei. Member of Anhui Poetry Society. Editorial board of the "Elite Dictionary of Contemporary Chinese Studies". In "Culture", "Tianmen Literature", "Literature", "Central Plains Poetry", "World of Poetry", "New Poems", "Changjiang Poetry Federation", "China Eagle Culture News", "Yangtze River Poetry News", More than 20 newspapers such as "Sun Poetry", "Autumn Forest Poetry", "Western Writers" and "Chinese Ancient Rhymes" published more than 300 poems. Poems are compiled into a variety of poems. He has won awards in the national poetry competition many times.

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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