Selected poetry ｜ Repair into a pink acui thousand slices, note that the smoke buds are respectful

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Text/North Sheep

How many autumn have gathered in the poetry?

Although WeChat is not memorable, the radio waves have a flat boat.

Lanting was in trouble, and Mo Ye Qingshan stayed.

Sitting around and pouring three wines, leaning into the harvest of each other.

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"Jiangcheng Ziyu Xunfang"

Text/East City

The black clouds want to rain down the building. Put the eyes. Fog thick.

The flowers fell with the wind, like a butterfly dance leisurely.

The bamboo diameter is obliquely obliquely dense, and the charming scene is left.

The wind is light and rainy. Ye Jiao Rou. Rui is ashamed.

Fang Fang by the lake and shocked a few sand gulls.

The sound of Linshui frogs became a night song, the fireflies flashed, and the orchid boat was swinging.

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"Cross the lotus pond"

Text/Star Non -Star

Lin Yuan Qin Green Rain returned to the pond, and the frog sang Chicheng to send light incense.

Guest drunk leaning on the bridge to support the umbrella, and the wind was cool.

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"Mounting"

Culture/Li Yinbing

A few bending trails, Song Tao's face was wild.

The beauty of Yiqing was flowing, and the red men were not repaid.

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"Mill in the Rain"

Culture/Li Yinbing

The green grass is green, and the peaks are lush and dusty.

Flower incense birds are slow, and there is another spring on earth.

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"Cai Sangzi · Period Customer Travel Now I am tired"

Text/Li Jiarong

Period passenger travel is now tired of green water.

Green water. The apes on both sides of the strait are tiring.

Where do you know what you know, your mind is like autumn.

The heart is like autumn. The flowing water is always worried.

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"Where does a look of flowers • Where to pass the Mid -Autumn Festival"

Text/Li Jiarong

Where is the Mid -Autumn Festival, the bright moon is shining on the high -rise building.

Ascending the mountains of Wanli, it is outside the building and the smoke Manchinzhou.

The sound of long night flute, the west wind blew, and the personnel were ups and downs.

Zhu Yan's resignation mirror water east, glass of wine comforted.

In the end, it is a lone goose.

The sea is lonely, what is it like this, the world is a sand gull.

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"Water Tuning Songs · Chighty Children"

Text/Li Jiarong

Child and young, in the gap in the gap.

After the song was scattered, the sunset was magnificent.

The desert rice fields were green in the beginning of the rice fields, ten hectares of two or three gulls, and the river song jumped mad fish.

The willow small bridge is swayed, returning to the swallow to plunder Pingwu.

Wind Xi, people quietly, moon like beads.

Where is the faint fragrance, Bai Fuyan on the lake.

There are three trails in bamboo, and the ancients are envious of the ancients.

Uncontrollable at this, pour the wine in the long district.

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"Tap Shaxing · Old Tree Height"

Text/Li Jiarong

The old trees are high and low, and Cangshan is far away. West wind sings Qingqiu Yun.

The setting sun stood up with a cold crow, and the long sky was lined up.

The years were in a hurry, and the red dust rolled. Liu Yan damaged Zhu Yan.

When the Acacia Wanli Moon was bright, how did the fish Shen Yanxuan ask?

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"Dingwo · Qiu Huai"

Text/Li Jiarong

Shuiyuan Mountain Changyan is also returned, and the chrysanthemum blooms Lao Fengdan.

Wanli the Yangtze River becoming the sea, helpless,

Seeing that the landscape changes the autumn cold.

Lonely West Tower Lianyue, Wind is late,

At this time, miss all over the world.

Back in the past for a moment, who believes, who believes,

There was no tears in the night.

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"Law He Jiaren's List is famous"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Ten years to Shu Gong, the name is on the list.

Why is the poem that is expensive?

Listening to Qu Tongyu Yue, looking at dust and drinking.

Starlight tears, the moonlight relieves her heart.

Forgot to forget the poor day, acacia is light and remote.

Plustering cars and horses, near the accident.

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"Seven Absolutely · Quantu"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Watching Yangchun in Quantu, Cuiyi's curtain is neighbor.

Laughing alone Dongfeng, day and night, acacia or people.

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"Seven Absolute Morning Walk"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The cloud steamed Bi'an to expose meals, and Cuishi Garden was close to home.

At the time of the grass and trees, Chai Gate was half -covered.

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"Seven Laws · Lianyungang Wanghai Yue"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Haiyue Danxia shines on the ground, and it looks at the duckweed.

The lone lanterns are drunk, and the water stops.

The willow is wandering in the night of the night, and the flowers are close to the morning star.

How can you go to Chang'e at the beginning?

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"Seven Laws · Title Zhaojiacun Honey"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Cut Yun Qiuyu's root, Hongchen asked the moon cover to clear the soul.

It is repaired into a pink acri thousands of slices, and the cigarette buds are respected.

The fairy of Shangyuan is beautiful, and Yaochi Qu Shui messages.

The soft and jealousy, the scenery laughed into the door.

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"Willow Toshio"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

One day, Xingyue shines the lone pavilion, and a few trees are listened in the middle of the night.

Finding the sound of the sound of the sound, the morning glow reflects the willow tens of green.

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"One Red"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The blue water light wave swallows cut the wind, and the lotus pavilion was sitting in the wild mountain.

Whoever is tired of Tianya is accustomed to, his eyes are full of red.

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"Good in Leisure"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The guest asked when to make Dongfeng again, with adding a wishes to Dongfeng.

I usually say that I am leisurely, who knows to buy wine poverty in the dream.

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"Meizi Huang Shiyu"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The most likely in Dongshan Wind, pomegranate -eye cuckoo red.

It coincides with the yellow rain of the plum, so that the memory of Jiangnan is wet.

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"Liu Hanyan"

Text/Tianya a tired guest

The willow with smoke under the Xianghe embankment, it looks like snow is so drunk.

But the rivers are in a wide level, and the light girl dances.

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