Selected poetry ｜ It is difficult to resign and show sorrows and sorrows, green and lined with Xuanshui rhyme

"Title Yanlin"

Text/North Sheep

Independent Fengshan leaves are red, and rhyme and rime are accompanied by the breeze.

Let the years pass by, He Jingyou played the flute.

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"Acacia"

Text/East City

The wind fluttered in the middle of the night. The wine disappears.

Xing Shuyuelang, the water is accompanied by lotus residue.

Flying the candle to screen the window, who cut the window together, the bead curtain half -roll is hard to sleep.

Deeper and cold, and a few times.

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"Cai Sangzi Autumn"

Text/East City

Qiu Shenmo is like spring, ginkgo yellow fan.

Wild chrysanthemum Yan. The mountains are slightly green.

Based on the frost, red dust guests, desire to speak thousands of words.

Yanxin is difficult to pay back. Maple leaf frost invading mountains.

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"Sunny Flying Cream"

Wen / Spring and Autumn

The early days are clear and the sky is slightly slightly slightly, and it is not frosty for Jiao Cedar.

Is there a frost and full of bells outside the temple?

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"Early Winter Lake"

Wen / Spring and Autumn

Frozen lakes are covered with snow, and plum blossoms are still fans.

Birds and beasts may know that the fish tastes good, and you can see the ice.

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"Cai Sangzi. Acacia"

Wen / Ronin

West wind twilight scrolls.

The candle is full of lights, and it is even more difficult to sleep,

One place is entangled in both places.

Xiaolou Ye Jingyou flute.

Dreams are sorrowful, who is cold, who is cold,

The thin moon and cold stars are afraid of leaning.

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"Juvenile Tour Xiaoxue"

Text/East City

Frost invades red leaves. The geese fly south.

Grass and yellow and wood, the river pond is clear, and the curtain is through the single clothes.

The bitter wine passes through the intestines, and when I remember the teenager.

With the back of the rail, the red dance, the shadow is thin.

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"Seven Laws • Xiaoxue"

Wen/Dongyu

Ji Lin Xiaoxueshuo's wind invaded, and Noyan was swaying from the forest.

The red chasing the geese outside the Xie Xie, the leaves in the lake were accompanied by fish sinking.

The cold current is built with thousands of mountains, and air -conditioning is condensed into thousands of trees.

When did the six petals groaning Ya Yun, the white snake danced to the cloud.

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"Autumn Night"

Culture/Li Yinbing

Xia Guang gradually fell into the clouds, and the pedestrians in Longshang were in a hurry.

Overlooking the Chaimen people alone, the cicada ringing frog drum is no longer.

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"Ru Meng Ling • Xuefeng Autumn Rhyme"

Text/a little sunshine

Chen Xiaoxue Peak Top. The rising sun is slightly cold.

Qiu Yun Meishan, Chan Ruo Hongxia Range Rover.

wonderland. wonderland. Red leaves and green waves.

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"Winter Crane"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

Running thousands of miles, how many are you in the same way.

Bai Du'an Zhixi Water is cold, and the dusk fruit belly to Yan Heqing.

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"One Cut Mei Winter"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

Cold rain and fog drowning.

Looking at it, it is difficult to wear.

Chonglou Yingying is still disabled,

Vaguely empty mountains, faint mountains.

Dreaming according to the source of the sources.

The wandering is light and turbulent.

Tibetan points gathered into Chuanchuan,

Ye Wu Piao, the crane rose.

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"reply"

Text/Li Jiarong

Back to SMS is delayed, and the return period is not available.

The guest dream woke up for thousands of miles, and the moonlight was like water.

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"Water Dragon Yin · Feel"

Text/Li Jiarong

Frost and clear wood falls into the mountains, and the geese go to the dark.

The Yulou is high, the end of the world is exhausted, and the painting bar is leaning on.

The world road is high, life is advanced, just leisure.

Yi Dongli drunk, lying high in the north window, and watching and red dust.

A dream of Yuhu Lake landscape. Sighing is always easy.

I persuaded Jun Mo to want to get out, and the young man.

Fortunes and wealth, life and life, but so.

It ’s very toil, it’ s better to return and write back.

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"Decreasing Magnolia · Autumn Writing"

Text/Li Jiarong

Wan Shan's disabled, twelve railings overlooking.

The geese array of horizontal clouds, and the love love is one person.

Unbearable alcohol, but the sorrow is unable to dispel.

People and yellow flowers are not bad.

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"Early Snow in Lingnan"

Text/Li Jiarong

Sleeping the fire furnace is still red, and the frozen clouds are quiet.

Han Mei wanted to start with a shocking Teng Liu, first cut Qionghua to scatter Xiaokong.

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"Fu Lai Jiuji Town, Yong Yang Qingshan"

Text/Li Jiarong

Jiuxuan Guanshu Yu Cangcang, Yao Yiyi Qingshan is Junliang.

It takes 300,000 to intercept the army.

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"Seven Absolute · Meeting"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The rain and bridge head are accompanied by water, and it can be mistaken for life.

He Zengjiu Sanjun is old, and he does not hold the mirror wheel with his heart.

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"Seven Absolute Reunion"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The bridge head of the rain reunion Meiyu sighed for life.

Today, the pity is old, and both of them spend their mirror wheels.

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"Seven Laws · Tianya Beauty"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The sleeve dance Jiang Fei brought Yueming, and the world was full of prosperity.

Fighting back to the spring color, the beautiful new words are smooth and far away.

The thoughts of the mountain city are all drunk, and Cheng Enke Road has a singing.

Knowing is always annoyed, and the poem is sighing.

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"Seven Must -Back to Ziyang"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Changfeng delivered rain to receive the capital, and it was pity for the old wounds.

The green water and green mountains are steaming, and the clouds open a hometown.

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"Seven Must -Snow House Poems"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(one)

Xueran Xia Mingli was red, and Jiao'e smiled.

It is difficult to say that the rain is wet, and the green rhyme is green.

(two)

The fragrance of the chrysanthemum in the snow house, the purple qi tea is full of yellow.

Gu I was staying last month, and I was obsessed with Mo asked dreams.

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"One Cut Mei Ying Xing"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

A kind of acacia is not paid, and I watched the spring and autumn and boarded the floor.

The old and the new year of the year were flowing, and the march was missed, and it was worried.

Three cups of muddy wine, tiger hills, do not have the prince, and see the mink Qiu.

When the taste is resting, it is rusty, but it is white but the head.

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"One Cut Mei Acacia"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Gao Chan is old and spring, to do your roots, poor and my mind.

Jian Juan looked at the door and closed the door, the injury, here was shocked.

Hui hated cooking smoke to negative wild villages, staying with forests, flying into dust. The reason is that the dream is naive, and there is no trace, but you can worry.

"One Cut Mei Mo Duqiao"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

A kind of acacia stagnation, wanting to find signs, there is no reason.

Pushing the window is Xitou, the branch of the flower stand, and the head of Yanxie.

Who took the lit to borrow the old man, the sunset west, and the moon hanging the head.

A glass of turbid wine leaned against the door, stuck in the throat until his heart.

"One Plum Plum"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Because of why the tires were poured, they were close to Merlin and knew Mei Xin.

Fanchen has changed his mind, Mo is deeply affectionate, and the garden is deep.

Thank you plum blossoms with me, rare, and sing to this day.

The pipa wins the immortal sound, and if the month is difficult to ban, people are difficult to ban.

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". Poetry friends continue to cultivate, poetry clubs have moved forward, constantly pushing out new, recommending excellent poems, producing high -quality poems, recitation of outstanding works, recommending poet works in various forms, let more people read excellent works, appreciate poetry culture, we are in we are, we are in Walking!

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