Daily good poems ｜ Spring Dream Spring and Autumn Due to the thick cocoon, the candle flows crying but bitter

Manjiang Hong · Sending a hometown friend

Text/Tianya a tired guest

It has been lonely in the rivers and lakes for many years.

Go to the road, drink the wind and snow, step on the ditch climbing.

One inch of heart and ancestor, San Gengying stayed in the desk.

Suddenly, Du Mu Yuehui, humming.

The wind is cold, the clothes are thin; the flowers look thin, the chicken sounds evil.

Use the natural thin bones to cause the sky to abuse.

If you ask the knife function, why need to be pioneered.

It is lilac, inch -inch, and fragrant.

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Touch the fish. Tanabata Night Miscellaneous

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Looking at the sky, light stars, a few clouds flying dandruff.

Looking at the cowherd and Kangqiao Khacheon, it will hurt again.

The wind was not resting, the tears and rain, and the sky rose.

My heart is like! Hate Gao Yi ruthless, Hongchen has love, and it shooks the sky.

Looking back, the head of the head was snowing. Persuade the king's poetry and wine.

The love is not broken.

Fold the waist. There have been no Yingjie under the ancient road and skirt.

Zhuanghuai! Ying Zhen was singing high, throwing a cup and throwing pen, full of blood.

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Magnolia flowers slowly

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Late as the shore of the river, it gradually became cold and was sad.

The lone goose hovered, the drunk crow bumped, and the guests were free.

Fangxin faced the Bo Yong, and Qiaoxin Ou danced to return to the boat.

The weed star is far away, and the oblique width is difficult to collect.

Spring and autumn shed tears, singing a few times.

Sighing the fire, like flowers and interests, paying water east.

Hugh will forget the old poems, and there are cranes to go to Yangzhou.

Strike the song as a song, and go to the building in danger.

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Meizi Huang Shiyu · Sui Xi Miscellaneous

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The lake and the sea fluttering, the north and the south are ten years, and there are countless storms.

Fortunately, the teeth are particularly hidden, and the hometown is soil.

The spring and autumn of the silkworm dreamed of the cocoon, but the candle flowing in tears is bitter.

In the affection, Lu Yu Tianmen, Qu Yuan Jingchu.

Nanpu, I was mistaken by Ido. Cherish loyalty, the liver is jealous.

The longitudinal cream is stained, so why require the city!

The book is full of acacia posts, and the new tone knocks on the waist drum.

Life is fun, singing and singing.

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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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