[Read Reading of Good Poems] Recent drafts of Xia Mingjiang Poetry

Author:Yunfan Poetry Association Time:2022.06.29

Mr. Hanhong's "Summer Mountains"

Yan Bird looked cold and flying away.

Lin Shenyou's artistic conception, clear dust.

The rain is sharp, and the wind is destroyed.

Qinniu Genggi, never fall in love with high platforms.

Summer rainstorm

The wind rushed to the rain, and the summer air.

The sunny day, Lei Shun's midnight hometown.

The white scales are rippling, and the green rice ears.

The water stains are exhausted, and the soup is screamed.

Xia Ye sent a far away

Singing and Zeng Yinyue, the township and lakes swim together.

The light wind shakes the bank willow, and the waves arehed fishing boats.

Rabbit looking for Qingyuan acupoint, gull sleeping Biyuzhou.

Lingfu wears grass grass and lights up.

Deep Mountain Bohn Wild Put

Tired of resting into a stool, a meal.

The flower floating stream is far away, and the rabbits are fluttering.

Boil the wine and the branches, and the poems are slate.

Xianyun left Xia Yue, drunk to the past.

Summer Huailin takes rest

The sound of the rolling cicada, near the bee chanting.

Qionghua is embedded with blue leaves, Zhen honey hidden green forest.

Pour the water pouring waves, and the old roots are deep.

There are many sweats in the country, and they do not give up the shade.

Parrine Bridge

The iron cable took the sky, and the bridge was connected.

Hidden Qin Se Dream, Langyong's pavilion wind.

Guest returned to Yuan Temple, and Bin came to Gule Palace.

Tiangong stopped the rain, and the parrot sang Xinhong.

Chidong Lake Summer

Laolai was accompanied by stepping on the wave, and the name of the Music Lake was named early.

You have to eat Jinfang Sleeping, fighting the egrets to win the warbler.

The pen is dipped in the Westward Journey to the West, and the Xianluzi seedlings are the grass.

Who has passed on the ancient things in the Tao?

Summer Tanghu Fishing

The short boat is carried on the summer wind, and the hometown is not memorable.

In the fresh Lu Jiuwu acacia, the wildness often swims in the dream.

See the lotus and tea, and watch the waves of the waves.

Tong Yan is not in the child's heart, and Shui Che Chunlun fishing for a evening sky.

History of Five Lakes

The five lakes are just new names, and the wind rolls the process of shocking.

Huang Shui once swallowed thousands of households, and in the history of Qingchang, there were thousands of soldiers.

One leaf fisherman tears in the flat boat, and the battlefield has three steaming women.

The ancient Qinghui was lingering today, and the waves flashed.

Summer Township Yin

In front of the window, the wheel of the wheel, Gujing Qingcheng took the old people.

The wind of the summer lying windows can enter the dream, and the history of the night fans does not know the morning.

Every time I practiced the boxing, I was sweating, and I added the life frequently.

Three paths are long and there are no filthy grass, and Feiying lits the door.

Youyang Logukang

The fame is well -known, and the pier hanging tower refers to the sky.

Xiangba Mountain lets the roadside, and the Shibbhen Lake is in the sky.

Daily unloading clouds and Xiapu to the earth, the night -fledged star moon.

Tongjiang Dahai's giant rotation disease has a trendy and trendy.

Rural Xiawu

I also saw Xixia dyed Laozhuang, and flowing fluent star fire grass Cong Xiang.

The cicada rings are sweet, and the wind crosses the lotus pond to send dark fragrance.

The new vine melon is falling, and the old butterfly color of Hetian.

The flute sound did not change the time, and the cow was in my childhood.

Summer Solstice Two Laws

one

Summer solstice grass and trees, long nights and nights to recall cooking smoke.

Love follows Liu Suo's fishing waves, which means Songfeng to get rainy days.

Manchu Liangtian opened the rice stamens, and the half -lake was green.

Yunshu rolls are often seen in front of the window.

two

Ban Shiping returned to his hometown, and Shaohua's sense of passing vicissitudes.

The fence is new window color, old wooden book old book ancient ink fragrance.

In June, the fruit was long, and the fifth night was short fluorescent.

The original village is unlimited, and it is sweet and tasting.

Villages and temples

Once the small trails were seafood, Zhongxin was today.

Dafu bowed to beggar, and his idle monks closed their eyes as bells.

The Buddhist Zen tea is light, and the temple is difficult to know the flavor of the world.

When the tree was cut, the eagle was disregarded, and he came to the incense bee.

Trap

The century of Shiling in the deserted mountains is always affectionate.

He is thin and heartfelt, and Zhigao Shoutu Sheng Xiong.

The firm ice was flat and dangerous, and the horses and cow holes were shocked.

Early Wu Dongjun came to warm, and the spring never showed his name.

Return to Huangzhou Chibi

Over the Huangzhou, you can be relieved, and you may not sigh in Wutai.

The word Molang Qianqiu rhyme, the two Fujiang flowers opened.

The depreciation of the officials of the officials were immortal, and the sorrow of the stray stink was sorrowful.

Four years of Chibi lived in life, and the long songs behind him.

Summer Night Reading

The books of the bad room have been half waist, and Wenshan Road is far away.

The heartfield was cracked at the nectar, and his mind was clear.

In the word, you can find spring and trouble, and you can conscious summer wind.

He Guanzheng City's neon view, closed the doors and windows to refuse to see the tricks.

Yebujiang Beach

The star sees my grass beach, and Xia Liu fishing for a low fishing.

Four long nest of the coastline, the two Jiang Yayun moved poetry.

Bell knocked the night of thousands of dreams, and the wind was over the city.

I have gone back to the water, and I am shocked when I was old.

Travel to the lake in the speedboat

The trend of the water is like a wave, and the west mountains are dyed in the red cabin.

Poems chase Tang Yun, dipped in Jingtao to paint Zi Sang.

Lulu blue sky is beautiful, and the lotus lotus shore is fragrant.

The spring breeze is proud of Shaoguang, and Han Mo Liu Xiang has a long years.

Rural collection notes

Seeing Xiao Xi in Wo Tu seeing poems.

The head of the silver was wiped, and the face reflected the bronze Yanxi.

Yunling Multi -Materials cover stone bamboo, and the peak has no class ladder.

The deep mountains have true feelings, and the new friends sing Bixi.

Look back

The whereabouts are thinking for a long time, looking back at the shortcut.

Suddenly the rain was rowed, and Chongshan Tuodao was looking for conscience.

From Shang Shaojo Tao Zhuke, he entered Shito Master Bo Le.

Bingbi is unsatisfactory, and he has never felt a human being.

Xinzhou County Party Committee Office

Farewell to the city of Tancheng, Shaohua's years remember.

Cycling and asking for a short thousand roads, I made a suggestion to dispel all the sorrows.

Muyu Sanhe passed the summer flood, and the winds and winds were re -reached.

The contractual draft has been sealed for a long time, and the land of new farmers is rotating.

获 日 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪 鹧鸪

In June, Yan Tian Khan wet, and the village friends were green and cool. The pot fluttering Ye Shengxin, the fog around the love is Zixiang. Genting dew, bubble spring light, deep mountain jade liquid washing the sadness. Life Mo Dao's tranquility, so the root of the soil is long and fragrant.

Nanxiangzi · Summer Summer Tiantai Mountain

The green waves filmed the sun, and the cicada called the breeze in the summer. The grass contains the beads, the heart is bright, the intestines are clear, and the tea mouth is fragrant.

The Buddha entered the Zen room, and the Curvita Linxi sang a cool night. Huang Tuqing thought, opened the window, and the fireflies flew to read the Jinzhang.

Yu Meiren · Water Village

You do n’t see the fisherman noodles in the lake, and the speedboat is flying like an arrow. The promenade squeezed out the guests, and was shocked by the traveler of the deserted beach oil road.

How can I forget the flat boat and reed house? The childhood wind and waves are rushing, and they seem to return to the township for thousands of years.

Linjiangxian · Summer Tour Donghu feels

The lotus umbrella lotus lanterns, Bo Chengliu dance style. The long green road sees hooks. There is no gas in the sky, and there is a gull flying in the water.

Bitter travel has a lot of life, and nostalgia has accumulated piles. The fishing village Lijing went against each other for a long time. The Qinghuan people started to read it, and the old people thought.

Yu Meiren · Summer Mountain Rain

Thunder Shin is a mountain rain, and the water is cooked. When I was in midsummer, I encountered waves in summer, and Dai Dai Panpan passed through the green beach.

There is a silk hanging hanging, under the pearl. At first glance, it was angrily, and every time he arrived in the roller, the gas was always flat.

Eight Sound Ganzhou · Huiyang Logua

Go to the old castle in Shao Nian to find a Ping trace, and drive again. Looking at the iron tower at the time, there were thousands of feelings, lighting up Fangzhou. The bamboo tree incense burner is gone, and the old scenery is floating. The night sky is the same, Yuelang is thick.

Remember to slip away, stop the river onside the river, with a load pier. Come to tuition fees for tender shoulders, and spring and autumn. Far flowing, wind and dust travel, bossing home, giant wheels in the port. The new bridge passed, the lights of the thousands of times, which is the return of the building?

Xia Mingjiang, Wuhan Xinzhou. He graduated from the Chinese Department of Hubei University in 1986. He has published more than a thousand poems in "Poetry", "Chinese Poems", "Chinese Poetry", "Chinese Poetry", "Hong Kong Poetry", "Dagong", "Hubei Daily", "Yangtze River Daily" and other newspapers. Won the level award. He is the author of the collection of poems "Song of the Lake", "Rural Love", "Nostalgia" and "Township". Editor -in -chief poems "Wuhu Putting Songs" and "East Lake Scenery" and so on. There is a poem "Snow" exhibited in the subway in the Beijing capital.

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