Selected poems ｜ Freedom of Qingfeng Super World, with Gu Yuepei Youlan

"Cai Sangzi · Twilight Sending Guests"

Text/Li Jiarong (Liu Qin)

In the late spring, Qianhong was old, with fine grass like smoke.

Green Manchuan. Mo sent the cuckoo sound into the orchestra.

Jiangnan willow color is different, and the road is far away.

Afraid of seeing Juan Juan. How much fascinating Jinjin.

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"Feel Liuhong Three Eight Flowers"

Wen / Spring and Autumn

If the flowers are all over the world, the festival is like a tide.

Smile Rou Zhi Ge was full of prosperity, and Judongzi was full of branches.

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"March 8th"

Text/East City

In March, all things in the spring are all entertaining.

The husband and the son are diligent.

Throughout the family, how lonely Lan Xin was quality.

Chong Hui is full of Chunhui, and I think of selflessly.

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"Drinking Fire and Drunk Beats"

Text/Phase A while

Xia is all about flowering, and the spring is heavy in spring.

It is warm and windy.

The success or failure of the world, the tea products are light and thick.

Ask Jun to know if there is a clump of Chen Xiang.

The eyes are the same.

Views yourself, and you want to be able to pass yourself.

Since the rewarding the hospital, the drink is drunk and calm.

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"Surprise"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

The old Zhi Ke was noisy, and he was waiting for the wind media.

Begonia drizzle Sakuraki, all night Fang Fei Chanlei Thunder.

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"Amazing"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

Qi Qi knows the silent rain and rushing, and the birds are rushing to the morning.

Sakura Tang married Fang Huayi, and Qu Kun was in front of the scene.

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"Dream Ling Sakura"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

One tree is sunny and empty, and ten miles of rouge wind moon.

Yang Yishi Xingyun, Zen Zen Ginseng bee butterfly.

Don't. Don't. Lonely cherry blossoms are like snow.

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"Linjiangxian · Yurun Spring Poetry"

Text/鸑鷟

The drizzle is moist, and the willow buds are first opened.

Dongfeng blows over Yan Cheng's row. Lao Chao had farewell for a long time, and the new land did not guess.

Wait for the mountains to flow, walking around the scene.

Moonlight is like a high water platform. Taking into account sentences, rhythm into poetry.

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"Seven Absolute · Cut Sorrow"

Text/鸑鷟

The hustle and bustle retreated as early as the beginning, and half of the tea was accompanied by the old book.

Cutting off sorrows to increase fun, why do you have to argue and nothing.

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"Seven Laws · Yishan and Water"

Text/鸑鷟

The courtyard of the courtyard is around, two Xuan window purple air rings.

Chunyu Liufeng showed a painting situation, Xia Yinghe's rainy poetry Zen.

Qiu Shuang deliberately dyed red leaves, and winter snow wrapped a vegetarian shirt.

Ask the moon viewing flowers and Yaqu, and clear the joy of the mountains and the water.

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"Five Laws · Shock"

Text/鸑鷟

Xinlei was shocked, and it was sunny.

In the early morning of the Liu Zhi Liu, the worm understands Yao Ling.

A sail shakes the blue water, and the Qianlang drama Zhu Teng.

Looking at the yellow bud full, the branches of purple swallows stopped.

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"Seven Must -Fuzhou New Town · Lanting See the Poetry of Poems"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(one)

The water song is half -soaked in the moss, and the well -known ones are flowing by the moon.

Hide the green waves and floating banana leaves. Who is clear about the rain overnight?

(two)

Looking at the rain to return to the wind, Shujin Sangtian is not poor.

Under the maple leaves of a water tower, the flush was red.

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"Reunion Township Xian Qi three quatrains"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(one)

Fun Jing was sorrowful, and Huai Jun was full of days.

The mountains and grassy were dried, and I smiled.

(two)

The lone city is still there, and the leaves are on the way.

Dreams and first heard their reputation, like a thin vine.

(three)

On the north of the sunset, Jiang Bo visited the monk.

Thirty miles of Zen heart, Mo Dao loves raw hate.

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"Two Poems of the Seven Must -Jiangnan North and North Poems"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(one)

Duo Duo Morning Star is bright up and down, and he has a lot of love.

The north of the country is exhausted, and the poem of the dance sleeves comforts the death.

(two)

Who is the east of the moon? Looking at the wind clothes for nine days.

In the dusty body, the west Fei Passenger Road was flowing for the year.

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"Seven Must -Shu Di Miscellaneous Poems"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

(one)

Cai Bi Qing returned to Zao Gui Fang, and returned to my hometown in leisurely.

Finding the hidden soul sells all the souls, and do not use the immortal to cross Shouyang.

(two)

I am still stubborn in the Sichuan River, and I test the pole of Qi Yiyi.

Freedom of the Qingfeng Super World, with Gu Yue Pei orchid.

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"Xijiangyue. Bai Juyi "

Text/Tianya a tired guest

How can Juyi be created?

The people's livelihood suffers into the poems, and Chang remember the Jiangnan spring flood.

Surabaya is hateful, Wu Shan is sorrowful.

Non -flowers and fog are true, the most bitter Xiangling message.

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"Xijiangyue · Wen Tingyu"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

Ya Jian often lacks power, and the words are open.

Proficient in the rhythm laughs, and sings the girlfriend.

Painting the fan of Luo Yi, the Wutong night rain low Xuan.

After all, he would inevitably make his official face, and finally resentful.

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"Xijiangyue. Li Yu "

Text/Tianya a tired guest

A generation of boring emperors, a thousand -year -old frustrated poet.

Falling flowers and flowing water and dusk, it is difficult to relieve their hearts.

I am afraid of leaning at the national gang, and there is no door in the dream of thinking.

I don't know where to settle, how can Shao Guang take advantage of it.

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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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