[Excellent Original of Contemporary] Li Jinghui Summer Poetry Selection

Li Jinghui

Li Jinghui, the net name is a flute, native of Laiwu, Jinan City. Member of the Chinese Poetry Society, director of the Chinese Poetry Research Association, director of the Poetry and Poems of Laiwu District. Editorial of "Chinese Poetry", editor -in -chief of "China Poetry Micro Issue". Good poems are also easy to read books. Walking around the world, peace of mind, and far away.

Look at the clouds

Shu Juan was muddy, and the wind was high.

The world is empty, installing the cloud for a day.

Longma River Walk

one

Star hidden Yang Dark, insects are scent.

The wind was slightly throwing the fishing line, and it was a little bit blooming.

two

Late and windy and rainy, dancing and wagging.

In the world of fireworks, the sound of frog sounds.

cloud

Bi Luo looked like a wave, and Yun Fan didn't see Zhang.

Feiyang is waiting for the wind to make a big article.

Summer Summer

Waves of the wild, green shade.

Come to find Songguo, Xiang Nuan wants to stick to clothes.

Answer Xiang Lin

Yun Xuan's Tianzhong, Yi Qi naturally lived.

Lin Xia Shi Yin, and the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound.

Teacher with the day after tomorrow

Write a free light, cucumber is full of fragrance.

The bird title is new, and the green is cool.

Balcony

The room is near the dust, and Lai Jun is adjacent to it.

When the gas is cleared from time to time, the spring stones can be stained with towels.

Want to recording Ying Ying to send love and not to be (through the rhyme)

Ying Yingzhu Yu Run, wants to pick it up to your dear.

From a moment of thought, there was nothing to find.

Chant

The rainy fragrance is cited, and the flowers are flowing outside the rose.

The wind slightly butterfly moves, and the wonderful number is Hengsha.

Hear the rain

Liely lying on the south window rain, heart is sad.

The affection is shallow, and the scattered into mud.

Imagine

The chaos is at the beginning of the sun, and the light and shadow are fascinated by Bi Lu.

If Cang Dog's words are all illusion, nor is it false?

dew

Ning Bi Chengzhu Yin Cuiwei, Hongchen couldn't bear to ask Jun to return.

If it hadn't been crying for the longest night, how thoroughly could look at Rihui.

rainstorm

The water hanging eaves are splashing, and the long street is flustered.

The black cloud whip electricity is to force the bitterness, it is a lot of wind and rain.

Su Yulian's work

The yang Yang Silk is in Xia Hejiao, and the rain is facing the water bridge.

Dongling Pi is like a three -year -old son, squatting in clouds and fog hiding with cats.

Old popsicle

In the summer of the steel, the crooked field was tuned.

Today, there is a vicissitudes of vicissitudes.

Afternoon

The bird whispered a few disadvantages, Yanghua passed the shadow of summer style.

The noon window sleeps lazy, and a tea smoke looks at Baiyun.

Summer day

The dog's tail is deep, and the half -into rice is green.

A few birds were like jade, and they couldn't find the light smoke.

Morning see

Bird language is tide, Xinliang brushes Xia Miao.

Huaying's dreams are even more rainy, and they are full of their eyes in the morning.

Xia Liang sitting

Qingqing soup color iron Guanyin, cool pearl curtain in the afternoon.

The vulgar and vulgar dust gained me, a cup of tea was leisurely.

Ye Yu listen to songs

The silent book window was wet, and the old song wandered together.

Vaguely, then dream, and Xiaoxiao came again.

Summer restaurant

Dry a bowl of hard work, burn the day to burn.

When I take a break, I will sleep, and the sound of the car across the trees.

Drizzling Longmahe

Green and wet Yang Songzi fragrance, silver silk landing water is vast.

Qingli wore a crystal dew, and saw the floating life cold for a moment.

Recalling the feeling of bitter vegetables

The clusters of yellow flowers are connected to the sky, and the waves of the waves are in the depths of the flow.

Looking back at youth, it seemed to be light and dawn.

Night rain

Xiaoxiao's wind and winding windows, the heart is unpredictable who listens and listen.

Hongfu Xue Mud was inspected today, and most of the poor withered.

Mulberry

Xiaoyuan mulberry rain comes to sparse, and it is not as good as the dust.

The flowers faded overnight, who would be willing to remember the original?

Ask butterfly

Who is the brick wall, and the clusters of gold reflect the dawn.

Deep Lane has never passed the far -sighted letter, why is butterflies busy?

Small -to -corner fairy ball blooming

Xiafei is late, and the snow is dark.

Time disadvantages, flowers bloom.

How do you use wine, the wind does not need to be forest.

Borrow a micro -window corner to listen to Liangyue Yin.

Ren Yinxia feel

Everything is difficult to say, how can it be invaded.

Over the years, the mountains and the sea are stagnant, and the spring is deepened.

The poisonous epidemic has a long time, and it is found in the autumn cream mirror.

Leaning the window to smell the valley, weeping blood does not groan.

菖 菖 菖 菖

Where is the elf, come from the neighbor of Quanshi.

The flowers are slightly into the dream, and the broughtc up with Cui.

Born, Ling Boyi, faintly Luo Shui God.

Occasionally, a small sitting, a relatively sinking.

Trigger the balcony rainflower

The sun and the moon are alternately, and the pavilion is lonely.

I should have gone to the world.

Looking at the flowers and dances, Zhu window listened to Yu Xiao.

Lian Jun should have dreams, and burns all over the sky.

President Ma Yiyu Yunxuan has sent it

Returning to today, Yun Xuan was everywhere.

The diameter of the deserted vines, the wind and good wing seedlings.

Ying Lu dripped the sound, the yellow warbler was green.

After picking the mushrooms, the old people invited.

Xia Yin

The mud is still not distinguished, and the summer seedlings are deep.

Wash the dust of the rain, Qingyun Yizhen.

The sound of the sound of crying, looking coldly.

In the mountains of the mountains, Songtao's infected grove.

Listen to leisure (new rhyme)

Where does Yan Fave go? Wuliu is the most pity.

A cup of spring tea was quiet, and the windows were free for a long time.

Raw white futile rooms, and wash the green to see Nanshan.

Poetry is in the realm of cooling, inviting the wind together.

Scenery in the rain

Dip the water and Yang Zhong, but the silver silk has nothing.

Mengmeng Mountain is around, picking up the lake.

Appreciation of chrysanthemum wet smoke and rain, throwing rods live drawing.

The tenderness and clearness are drunk, and the night wind is supported.

Runxi Sand · Qianxia Trial Mr. Yixuetang

Yunying Tianxin danced drunk, and the water was turning green. What is Yingying shallow summer.

There are also wheat incense Xiao Luwa, Shi Lian Yueyue Jade Bing Mo. Is the poem window desired?

Fixed storm

Long Mahe took a walk and saw a little girl who grazed two yellow and yellow velvet ducks. Go forward and talk about this word. The flowers faded with red and green yarn, and the birds leaked Mingxia. I like to wash the sky at this time, the wind rises, and Qing Jia is a good Shaohua.

Stepstoma is a long willow bank. Suddenly, the yellow and yellow ducklings play green. Whoever laughed at the stars and said: The behind is called Yaya.

Bodhisattva Miyi

At that time, I still remembered that the New Year's Eve was good, and Hupeng loved red dust. The night market wine is three crickets, when people are loud.

Peanut hair is cooked, skewers tender lamb. Selling the student brother, persuade the king to order a wave.

Linjiangxian · summer night chase "Menghua Record"

Gradually went to the hustle and bustle, and the building was scattered. Watermelon is iced, and the male and female owners are looking at the male and female masters.

It was abruptly stopped, and the eyebrows were damaged. Update fans to dreams, flowing winds outside the dream, fragrant night roses.

Note: Gu Pan Zhengshenghui, the male and female owners in the play are Gu Qianfan and Zhao Pan'er.

Linjiangxian tea (old dry bakery)

Chen's things around him, leisurely and dried. The previous life was in Lanfeng.

It's not that you don't think about the loose moon, and the tea is concentrated in the tea, and the world is well -known. Time is stranded first, with my Mushan wind.

Note: Dry baked, also known as "Yellow Tea", originated from Huoshan, Anhui Province, Liu'an area, and later passed into Laiwu.

Linjiangxian · Chengdu Impression

Five days of thin yin and three days of rain, silver wire is obstructing the return journey. The red pot boiled for a long time, Mo Yanchen suffered, forgotten this.

Everywhere I rest, invite Jun to talk about it? Bamboo yin tea shop is green, and it is light, leisurely, Sichuan Prefecture for the rest of his life.

Butterfly Lianhua · Lixia

The peach blossoms gradually gone, the willow color is uniform, and the rose is strong. Mai Lang Wuxian Wen Lu, Guanyin Fushan opened the New Department.

The best layer of the summer, light blue and yellow, colorful. Drinking the moon Hua Xing's words, knocking on the window was originally cool.

Butterfly Love Flower · Chu Xia

Qingcui wet eyes secretly sent, the bottom of the eyes was glory, and the bottom of the ears chanted. Who is good at Liangchen? The yellow warbler branches have three things.

Liu Su Fangxing's poetic movement, there are roses, climbing over the fence wall holes. Spring color is painful, and Xia Chu is clear like a dream.

Review: Cao Chuyang; Editor: Lu Yu Poetry

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