Selected poetry ｜ Return to the half -rain of Yan, now Yulu 醮 red yarn

"Summer Leisure"

Wen / Spring and Autumn

The fruits bottle cup has been zero, and the naked clothes are lying in the dream.

The north window was so cool that the breeze was over, watching Bai Yunxing stopped.

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"Seven Absolute • Early Volumes"

Wen/Dongyu

I don't say this summer, and I often have thunder in the middle of the night.

At the beginning, there were rain and rain, and the golden autumn drums were happy.

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"Seven Early Volume"

Text/East City

The cicada is on the side of the ruffled fertilizer, and the butterfly cluster chases.

The wind invaded the water without cooling, and the shade was leisurely rewarding Lagerstroemia.

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"East Lake Xiahe"

Text/North Sheep

East Lake Yiyuan Yiyuan, the redfly exhibited tulle.

Followed on the film, the filmmakers were retained, and the eight -square -looking mirror grabbed the lotus.

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"Xijiang Moon Dream Broken Curtain Break the Curtain"

Text/East City

Xiaoyue Hengkong Xingyin, hibiscus floating water.

Three more frogs and drums. Dream broken bead curtain half roll.

Buying drunk with ecstasy, splashing ink is unspeakable.

Who is lingering in Yu Xiao. Shaohua also complained.

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"Essay"

Culture/Li Yinbing

The villages of Wuhuang Village are encircling, and the bearing of the stream falls into small flowers.

Chai Men covered the south mountain with a tireless sun.

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"Lone Star"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

There is a lotus lotus tire lamp, and Xihui scattered a little about Xichuan.

The breeze learns to eliminate the golden heat, and the silver Han is empty to listen to the night cicada.

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"summer"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

In the summer, the waters of the west are flowing, and the clouds are gone with the clouds.

The mountain pavilion was blowing and rain last night, and I saw Donglin's jade hook.

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"Little Summer"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

When the rain flood was sunny, the shallotling cicada was on the onion.

One day is cool and early, and court stunns.

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"Yu Meiren · Reading the ancients of the ancients"

Text/Li Jiarong

Sadly Qingqiu Festival, listen to the sound of Jiang.

Regardless of his slight waves, the lonely lanterns, the helplessness of the broken intestines is too clear.

The reeds are fragile and urgent, and the underwater fish dragon cry.

Drunk Sleeping Moon is lazy to return to the boat, after all, I am afraid of shocking Han Yanqi Tingzhou.

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"Spring Day"

Text/Li Jiarong

Spring remnants were half -covered, silent at dusk.

Liu Mo was crying, and Tianya was sick.

The building is empty, and the ecstasy is back.

The tentacles are light, and they remember the old people.

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"Broken Huanxi Sand · Dowager Calling the Cold at the beginning of the Rain"

Text/Li Jiarong

At the beginning of the rain, the night was cold, and the wind blew out Yueer.

People are still deeper, and they have no sleep.

Helplessly a glass of sake, but alone.

Recall the front of the cutting lights, dry tears.

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"Yingjiao Preface · Autumn"

Text/Li Jiarong

Eroticons, you have to worry about a piece of paper.

The setting sun is falling, leaning on the dangerous building, and the eyes are infinitely landscape.

Who sends it, a little acacia, the twilight of the autumn.

Ten years of flowing, shocking trees are like this.

Su Yueli is flowing, and yellow citrus is recommended.

The beauty is far away, and he is afraid of causing acacia.

Remember at the time, Hui Wenjin, and harmed the travelers in the world.

Ask the return period, there is no return period, and the brigade is difficult.

Ban Jingdao was old, he was injured, and his intestines were broken.

How to ban and wither and die.

Write hate, hanging shadow soul, what is this feeling.

The road of the world, the vast night, how the guest heart is chaotic.

Even more, lonely.

Lonely lanes, don't say that you have a good dream, not to find it, not to mention that there is no night.

Sadness and joy, like a dream, gathered like a cloud, and it is easy to sigh.

Laughing everything, red dust.

The order of the year moved, the grass and the trees were glory, and the darkness was darkened.

Don't come to the scene, don't come to the scenery, so far back the first urging.

Think of the mountains and wines.

Toast invites the moon, still to the three people, and the drunkenness.

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"Seven Laws · Diseases Lanxi Xing"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The moon is full of this boat, and the east wind is like a bathing night star thick.

Sisters meet frequently, and children are so free everywhere.

Wanlishan and River accompanied Bai Fa, and the passionate father was always out of the high -rise building.

Heying the same way outside the threshold, arbitrarily sent the upper flow.

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"Seven Musto · Tianqu"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The field milk swallows know the frost, and do not hate the cold current to find the moon.

It seemed like spring peach apricot pets, and the girl girl laughed and confused.

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"Seven Laws · Gengzi New Year to Jiangnan"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Jiangnan Xue met the Spring Festival Gala, and the care of the crazy flowers opened everywhere.

He should be proud of me in the bamboo courtyard, and Meicun's situation sighs.

When the clothes are cold, the new sentence, the bone is thin or shallow?

But consciousness is often wrong, but it is washed up by years.

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"Seven Laws · Hometown Friends"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Spring's old friends and other rivers, the tragedy and arrogance of the courage.

Wild birds notice that the flowers are looking down, and the rivers and lakes live up to the song.

Bashan Xuelang was cold and rain, and the boardwalk smoke shook the night wave.

How can you use innocence to compete for wealth, and life is towering.

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"Seven Laws · Shancheng New Residence Seeing Jinghuai"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Yan Yan returned to the half -rain Xia, and now Yulu's red gauze.

A branch of the sky in the air court, full of stars in the shadow of the stars.

Cuizhu Linxi has weak willows, and Qingbo Drunk New Tea.

Luo Yi seemed to be beautiful with the eyebrows, and brilliantly followed my house.

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"City of the City"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

In front of the Hanshui, the fishing fire was like a star.

When to look at the head of the city, hang it on the side of the willow tree in the countryside.

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"Frost Tian Xiao Jiao"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Frost Tianxiao horn in the wind and cold, and the guests were shaken.

Wanli acacia Feng Yan asked, his family members were safe.

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"Cui Lou Yin"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The acacia secretly locks Yaoqin, rubbing slowly.

After playing the flower of the moon, Sanyi was alone.

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"Ruan Lang Gui"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Chaoshi read Ruan Lang to return, and admitted to the fans of the northern geese.

It is even more unpleasant to put down the high -rise buildings.

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"Recalling Qin'e"

Text/Tianya is tired of the morning wind and rain, and only the ancient well waves of Chunxin.

Unexpectedly, the swallows came from the beam, and the acacia recalled Qin E.

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