[Famous Poet] Wang Yongjiang Poetry Collection in the first half of 2012

Author:Yunfan Poetry Association Time:2022.07.06

Start the "Lotus Petal" stone side

Whoever left a lotus and picked up in Sangtian.

The case was settled, and the slightly peeping through the thousand.

Title Hui Chongsha Tobacco Tree Map

Three or four miles of Qingjiang, a pitiful spring.

The desert flying sandbird, vast submarine scales.

The wind returned to Taoyu, and the flute entered Liu Yanxin.

Without solving the lone monk, Zheng Fan Mo asked.

Kezhong Shoushu Lok Tianyun

One thousand miles away from the hometown, no worship towel.

Manfu prayed for heaven, and the empty court was poor.

The New Year's Eve is the night, and the age of the past feels in the past.

Yan Zhizhi laughed, and Hua Fei didn't treat others.

Ren Yinyuan

Yuanxi Xinqingxue, Jinghua Ming Yuebing.

In the cold spring, the inner disease collapsed.

Crying and laughing, Yan Liang increased.

The Xinghe pray has dreams and scattered into Wanjia Lantern.

Spring snow

The northern plum was late, and the vitality on earth was floating.

Chi Garden Tao Liu competes, mountain wild birds and birds.

Heaven and cold bones, there is no indifferent sorrow.

Who knows a night of snow, and his arms are slightly incomparable.

In the third year of the epidemic

Kyushu still had a dust, and he was unwilling to lose Sanchun.

Green wind combed willow, green zero water point.

Sakura feelings follow the warmth, and the world sinks for a long time.

A bustling travelers, several people can ask.

Shanghai

The spring breeze in Shanghai is early, and it is difficult to blow the epidemic.

The flowers bloom and fall, and the water is still song.

Thousands of households Taoyuan, there are many vegetables in the group.

The whole city talks about the belly, and it is worthy of the magic.

North drift

A thousand miles of smoke, two aliens.

Running around the building, diligent willow color new.

Drive the lost network, and return to Meng refers to Yamutun.

What is white hair?

After the exhibition, Bai Tibetan Pavilion was recruited in Longze Garden in Beijing.

Spring things are sparse rain, rose rust column.

The wind was not quiet, and the clouds were unable to settle.

During the placket, the world is cold.

Talking about the poem will be happy, and the night goes to the time.

Dragon Boat Festival silver mountain Tallin

One

Lo Luo was too far away and went north to Yinshan.

Wan Shuming asked, Gufeng refused to climb.

Temple Gaogao Pagoda is here, and the Buddha Gate is out of the Buddha.

The world robbed from difficulties, Changzheng Quzi.

Second

Wild Valley Bai Yunfei, visiting Cuiwei from me.

Young steps pass through ancient caves, and the residual stones return.

The Buddha's compassion, why is the world's storm.

Speaking can avoid the epidemic, and the return of the glory is adopted.

Small garden weeding

The wind and rain are often clear.

How long the flowers are long, but weeds are frequent.

Tempting to avoid the noisy world, and to cultivate it in spare time.

Dangdang more cuts, teach the envoys to fight for each other.

rain

Thunderbroken windows rain, raccoon slavery was shocked.

The thick clouds are like ink, and the birds are silent.

If you want to break the sorrow, first pour the drunk.

The dull flower knew this, and it was secretly clear.

Qinfang Pavilion

Where is the Qingliu direction, the mountains and stones are hidden.

The flowers and trees should be rainy, and the wind smoke is clear.

Seeing the gulls in Qizhou, I want to flourish in the water.

Lazy asked the dust, it seemed to be heroic.

Tin

Tingzhou Fangcao is green, and Pavilion is waiting for Wang Sun.

Pan paddles come to new wine, and drive to remember Guyuan.

The vine sparse moon shadow, the reeds gradually became the autumn soul.

The year is appreciated by people, and the glory is not enough.

Summer solstice

The suffering of the inflammation of the inflammation is still long and long.

Fanzhi cicada began to be noisy, and the ants were busy.

Looking forward to the rain in time, it is difficult to apply to the hometown.

A Niang said in the afternoon, and went to make up for the sparse beam.

Yuyuan Tan Peony seems to be earlier than in previous years

Where is the lameness of Liji Rivers, the falling flowers and falls have not shocked thunder.

No matter the world's affairs, the wind is free to open.

Human world

The world is vast, and it is a lot of heaven.

The old mountains are waiting for flowers, and the soil is frequently urged.

It is not different from the west to smoke, and the South Bei chain is unknown.

Familiar things are broadcast on the screen, and when you feel tears.

Printed stones

Born is not necessarily a wizard, and the situation is with the dust and sand.

The hard bone mill used the wind and rain, and the heart was stubborn.

I know that I will encounter it when I add a lot of eyes. Even Su Jian is accompanied.

The liver and gallbladder have nothing to do with the turbid world, and it is not necessary to guess.

Shao Nian can be sent

The spring breeze is not clear, and the peach willow cage smoke is leaning.

Xiao Shuqing is precious, and strive to become bustling.

Middle -aged saying that teenagers are good.

When I saw the flowers, I was still rewarded, and when I was fame.

Kiyomi Torosi

In the Qingming season, Jinghua, Yangliu street peach blossom.

The epidemic has not abandoned in spring, and his hometown has passed the passenger.

The windows are groaning, and the closed wind blows the sun.

Nearly the old age listened to the old song, and condensed a cup of tea in hand.

I heard the Shanghai egg incident feels like

Every two months will be shocked, and the head of the group is the leader of Shencheng.

Whoever dares to laugh at the monkey, only hears the sound of cranes.

Huangpu River was clear water, and the pearl tower came to clear.

Neon flickering the dream of the foreign field, how the hooligan dies.

Summer · Buyun Xiong Dongju "Changxia Reminiscence the Once I am sending"

Except for who dares to speak, Yanwei is full of Kyushu Tian.

Ying Long Si Shui knows where to know, Wu Yan looked for the past.

After the words of the matter followed the horse, it was difficult to wait and be better than others.

There is no need to worry about all the way, waiting for Frost Flying Fengfeng.

I heard the death of President Liu Taipin in the disease

Shenzhou is cold, and I am also sick. Listening to the north wind all night when the window was outside the window. The destiny is like an ant, you don't need to dream of the locust palace. Drinking in the past, he never divided into poverty. Come and be mad, and the same envy fishing weng. The idiot discusses the Lianhe, no one but asking for work. When the way is different, why is it always. The world is small, and the situation is too hurried. The sigh of people has been stunned, and all kinds of turn. It does not change the sun and the moon, and the sky is in the sky.

Scholar

My house is not powerful, but we have two books. The city has an epidemic, and the doors are available behind closed doors. There are bamboo outside the window and fish in the plate. There is a moon in front of the eaves. He Qiu Yan Ruyu, I hope to hold my heart at the beginning. How to ask for the Golden House, but let the heart relax. Jiji ancient sages, granting me today with fishing. The victory of Yao Yao Shi was all in Wulu. Suddenly for dozens of years, it is difficult to get full. Fortunately, the book is a friend, and I am in the same way. Deng Yin Shan Taulin, Gao Tai, looking at Jinghua Huagu

The ancient tower was scattered in the mountains, and he saw the Liao monk to make a poisonous dragon. The ancient trees were strong in the mountains, and there were Qiyun who was not afraid of the wind. The wind and clouds are obstacles, and it is allowed to be strong. Who knows that the fire follows the smoke, and the valley has red. The door of the wooden fish was open, and the monks went up to the platform. Sit sighing with granation and wigmark, and no compassion is to come. Yu Yuantan was still angry, and the wind and rain were hard to cross. The city gate was muddy, but the roads and mountains are so solid. Thousands of years, dozens of dynasties, Xixi has resumed Xiao Xiao several times. The ancient tower is like a monk complaining about the old things, and is used to the autumn moon and spring tide. Today, I can not cry without crying, and people's disasters are rare. The north and south of Beijing are clear, and the Great Wall is no longer across north and south.

Meeting Huan · Buyun Li Yu

This time, a few times, a few times, hurried, and sighed that the floating apple was in the wind. Long ban tears, hard to get drunk. This heart is heavy, and he is used to seeing the west Shen Mingyue rising again.

Ru Meng Ling · Muchun Micro Rain to Yuyuantan

Bu Yun Li Qingzhao

Mo Dao returned to the spring, and the red convergence was like wine. The rainy rain is a tourist, and the scenery is old. Wind, is the wind? The smoke on the lake was thin.

Recalling Jiangnan · Buyun Liu Yuxi

Spring will be twilight, listen to the flow of years. I am afraid that Yan to return to the deep alley, I do not know the wind passing by the wind. Slowly falls into flowers.

Xiao Zhongshan · Tuji

Buyun Wu Shuji

Night overnight refuses to take a break. Tu Xun still explained, blooming. The cloud sieve day shadow rubbing lightly. Wen Xiangzhi, swaying and swaying bees.

Go to Wanjia Building in spring. At that time, people are independent and drunk. Unbearable to Qiong Hook. Zero is like snow, how sad it is.

Yu Meiren · Lixia

Buyun Jiang Jie

The sun is broken on the rose, and Fengzhu shakes the green account. Butterfly bee is in love with warm fragrance. Yesterday, Dongfeng turned to Nanfeng overnight.

Under the haze of the world, all of them are all. The prosperity only sighs ruthless. Such as Shui Tianming, several are clear.

About the Author

Wang Yongjiang, born in 1981, from Shandong, lived in Beijing, executive webmaster of the China Couplet Forum, editor -in -chief of China, Deputy President of Beijing Society, and author of "Discover the Beauty of the Couplet" and so on.

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