Wanliyun | Spring planting plants sweat, and the year -old households are busy in autumn (eighteen poems of Chongyang Suiyin)

Climb

On the height of the path, Fusheke was hard.

The smoke locks Longtan water, wind rotation geese array.

Fangxin grass belt dew, flowers are light.

Deep in the clouds, Qiu Xin is happy.

Twice

Qingfeng Tuo Sunri, silver waterfalls with cold smoke.

Lie Shi listened to the spring, and the sound of the waves shocked for nine days.

The Yun Tian Yiyun, Yinyue wrote a poem.

Entering the thousands of scenery, let's be in Nogawa.

Three Entry Maple Forest

The autumn clouds are half -covered, and Lin Jingyin fainted.

The cold rain was falling, and the cool wind was oblique.

Frost branches pick Suyue, smoke trees pull Danxia.

One pillow of the autumn dream, opened the flowers on the flowers.

Siyami Temple

The rainy sunset, Lin Tao rushed to the waves.

Songfeng chanted Chuyue, Zhu Lu asked Xingfan.

The dandruff monks and nuns are old, and they are in the altar of Zen Jiong.

The mountain gate was a Buddha, and the abbot staggered.

Five Yi Ju Taihe

Don't sleep for a long time, and look back at the disability.

Water is far away, and people are always unloading the saddle.

Sitting next to Yanshi Creek, listening to the turbulent snow dance.

The ancient heart was depressed, and the soul dream sent the mountain view.

Liu Si Hometown

The timing is heavy, and Qinghui sprinkle cold cream.

The disabled lotus supports the rain curtain, and the dead stems are proud.

The cicada hidden sorrow, and Gui Hong wounded.

Knowing liabilities, dreaming in other places.

Qi Jingqiu

Human characters are free and free, and Yan Shu is just as good as.

The disabled cicada's dreams are still recalled, and the lonely crane is miserable.

The frost -stained layer of forest drawing rolls, dewchen grass frugality dressing.

Linxi water reflects the moth's eyebrow moon, and the pillow is shallow and cool.

Eight Guiyan

Yanxi rewarded the long flow, and the soul of the wooden soul disappeared Bai Luqiu.

Zili returned to the soul from the post road, and the cloud practiced the world.

Qiming Gao hangs high and bright, and the geeks are like a hook.

Here, I went to the clouds and clustered, and the sorrow burst into a few times.

Nine autumn rhymes

Yinbiao Xiling Fuhanfang, gradually stained the forest and heavy sun.

The dew -white moss combed the moon and the moon was cold, and the cream invaded the maple leaves Shao Guang.

Burning the brocade mulberry mulberry twilight, light clouds and Xia Zhi knowing makeup.

Several residual lotus vomit shows, Cong Ju fired the film autumn fragrance.

Ten autumn love

The sequence is round back to Wanxu, and I hope that I will come to the nine thoughts.

A leaf returned to the desert mound, and the three thousand white told me to worry.

It's hard to find leisurely and vulgar, and I can get a word and not to be shy.

Yin Yin is the most Fangchun tree.

Eleventh Autumn

Frost -dyeing cold forests and stone diameter, mulberry leaves call the Yingying.

Ascending the mountains and looking at the mountains, you have a few ways to see the distance.

Ru Su Chuan's affection is attentive, and Heng Yangyan goes to always care.

Qingshan Yunman Saoke, but hate the poor charm.

Twelve Autumn Tour

Yao memories of Xihu Shi Bi Bi, sitting on the blood of Nanling.

The green smoke entered the ink and the willow, and Guiying Flanking Zitong.

There is a dream between the fog and forest, and the people traveling in Wonderland.

The wares are giving up, hugging Yaoqin's painting.

Thirteen autumn love

Liantang disclosed the cold of the night, and he couldn't bear to see it.

Wind hindered the cream in the city, and the rain attacked the Yiyan shadow.

A lake in autumn and moon pity the flowers fall, and Miding Hayan is jealous of Ye Dan.

Forgot to go back to late, the poems of the poems are happy.

Fourteen Autumn Dream

The Hanjiang Mist was frightened, and the autumn insects were resentful.

Qianling piles in the morning chaos, and Baichuan is quiet and cloudy.

In the dream, I saw the Lao Lao, and I heard the sound of Beiyan on the pillow.

Take advantage of the poetry heart to search the ancient charm and pick up the red leaves.

Fifteenth and autumn

， ， 蒹葭 蒹葭 隐 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭 蒹葭.

The wind sweeps the haze and the three paths of the rain, the sun is clear, the fog nine autumn frost.

It is hard to smell the fragrance of mud.

Spring planting plants are sweaty, and the year -old households are busy in autumn.

Sixteen Xi Qing

Mano Shuo wind abuses the green into the turbulence, and the cold mountains were cleaned.

The poem is red and leaves, and the song is a bit of soft.

Liu Muqiu withered the clouds, the Cu curtain cream covered with grass worms.

， 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻 荻.

Seventeen Yiyou

The half -windows were groaned a few times, and the humerus stocks were deep in the hometown.

Polymind poetry is accompanied by the soul, who is empty and silent.

When he woke up, he asked Qingping, and he hugged the piano.

Gathering has a fate to follow the dream, and the mountains are across the mountains.

Eighteen thoughts of the same window

Stunning, the old dream was sighing.

There is no trace of spring, but there is a chord in autumn.

Seal a few frames of cold windows, and the seeds have no fate in their lives.

By the cream as snow, the sunset shines in light mulberry smoke.

About the Author

Wanliyun, who was originally engaged in corporate management in state -owned enterprises, and deputy high school titles. After retirement, the poetry is associated and the love is chanting. Yue rewarding the ancient charm and conversion.

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