[Famous Poet] Li Yunhua: Xiaohe Village Bai Shadu Inn 僦 僦 【【【【

Li Yunhua

About the Author

Li Yunhua, do n’t sign up for Yu, a native of Huixian County, Gansu. Member of Zhongzhen Shishe.

Su Baishadu Inn

Twilight Bai Shadu, the middle night stream sounds.

Discuss is ruthless, if you think about it.

Du Gong's poem is on the wall, and he reads sadness.

Seeing the river in the river, it is beyond the sand head.

Where is the horses of the Ming Dynasty, where to carry.

In front of the wind and rain, the light shore was split.

At this time, Jiangshan is separated.

In the Qinhua of Shu Bird, the moonlight is deep and wide.

Da Nian Temple site of Xiaohe Village

I do n’t see the eyebrow monks, and the cold birds are deep.

The diameter opened from the vine, and the clouds were accumulated in the cave.

行 行 筇 筇 筇, walking Aoyano.

， Sitting on the wind, the rock flowers were flying white.

In the mountains

Planting Douchun Mountains rose to dust, and several people were still pitying spring.

In February and April, the birds and mountains were sorrowful.

Ten bamboo branches

one

Liu Zhirou looks like her daughter's waist, and the wind is tricked in the wind.

The mood is brilliant, why must peach blossoms must be before.

two

The mountains of the water peach blossom house, the south direction of Qingxi outside the house.

Annoying the mountains and mountains, the unlimited daughter's sadness was sent.

three

Yixi Qingbo bandes rain, and someone went to the village.

To take the acacia unlimited thing, take a bottle of spring curtain wine.

Four

The spring red overnight, and the backup was called.

It is better to make the wind blow, and the strength is hanging all the sorrows.

five

There was a curtain in the head of the building, and the spring rain came to collect the trees.

Who passed on to Xianlang, and he came to half the sky in the night.

six

Chunyi cried every year, and the red is still worried.

And in the five clouds, Mo to Qingxi to do not shore.

seven

Xiao Lai flew to the watershed village, seemed to see the soul of the former dynasty.

In the style of the film, the monarch is not picking up, and the sleeves of the dyeing people are crying marks.

Eight

Liu Hanyan's old grievances flying, and where he returned from Bishan.

I have the Spring Soul Jun Mo called, and the rainfall of the Du Gong Temple.

Nine

A rod sounded empty mountains, and the grass flower vine showed the face.

With the pot without returning, the heart is in the wild water.

ten

At the beginning of Chunshan, the gentleman planned to be forgotten.

Suddenly I remembered the water in front of the door, flowing all the sorrows and sorrows.

Buyouzi · Village

One house is as big as fist, and it is as thin as auction in January. The puppet of the Buyue Village Bridge returns, and a dog barks.

People are also in front of people, and things are also affordable. Qiu Shui rivers and lakes are deep, and they are tasteless.

Dingwu four pools

1. Don't Baishadu

The dark Huaiyin Bridge is obliquely, and he also accompanies the butterfly to cross the fence. Shili Creek Mountain has been exhausted, whoever asked. The tea smoke is the Jun family.

Independent wind pavilion has been long for a long time, fibrous hands. Qinglai had an umbrella rain like a yarn. The spring red is only half red, and people are tired. Three Thousands of Hearts Cases.

Second, Bai Xiaohe Village Zhang Ye

Zhang Ye's fences, gourd bean sheds, and Mr. who went to walk. When the butterfly dream came back, looking for me, he would like to listen to the wind and show the sound of flowers.

I have waved on the thousands of times, who is going, and Songjian smelled the water cloud monk. Shili Mountain Spring Qingyu diarrhea, disabled night, moonlight directional stone bridge horizontal.

Third, farewell in the mountains

Tired of the dust to the dust, the unmanned mountain trail falls into flowers. Xiao Temple crossed the hospital when the wind was windy, and the cold peaks were scattered.

The stream was sitting down, calling me, where Xianyuan flushed.语 Don't say nothing, go back, Manshan Mingyue is in the void.

Fourth, Baishadu returns to Mingtao Zhang Jun set up a seat

In the past few days, the wind was reckless, and someone had a hundred miles away. When it comes to Tunan, Lin Yan, Lin Yan, is the most peaceful.

The singer should recruit peach leaf prostitutes. I am annoyed with the dust, and they come and go.

The Qingyu case · Deyu Village brother Hui Guangxing, who wants to hurt the current affairs because of the song,

Guan Shan has no blocking spring wind, cutting plums, and once sent. Wind Yue, who is together with the clouds, leaning on the clouds of red apricot, the green apricot, and the dew and smoke species.

Saihong couldn't be freezing, talking about Yiren's heart. The disabled flip is like a deep snow, apricot yellow shirt, apricot yellow skirt, and grow into Huayingmeng.

Ru Meng Ling Erji

one

Remember no mountain road, ste a song in April. Walking to Lingtouyun, the wild bird was bitter. Going back, returning, Qian Qian's flowers are like rain.

two

In the past, the bamboo pavilion flying rain, wet and traveling. The flowers are deep outside the pavilion, and people seem to be scattered. The twilight, the twilight, still stayed in the red dust.

Friends feed the garden vegetable short singing

Those who hold the cricket in the Ming Dynasty do not accept money.

The gourd green gate, the bean is not mixian.

Guan Xinyuan is clever, and the words are close to Qing Xuan.

I know that I have a kitchen, and I have never tried Xiaoxian.

poppy

For no reason, the heart is unforgettable. A century of returning to the frost marks, a little time, the old flowers, the month of the morning fainting.

The Qianchen half was destroyed in the wind, but it was nothing to say today. He Cang couldn't ask his dreams, and he was difficult to go to the world alone.

Buy Putang

Dreaming ponds, thousands of hectares, dream marks still with lotus dew. Xiaofeng lowered the Yangan, and a umbrella was old and rainy. Lost Hanpu. Ask the bottom and forget the way to come. There are countless peaks. Hate the year, Hongchen Zimo, know who to go.

What a person. Spring mountains outside the door are obstructive, and spring in front of the door is difficult to stop. The song can't afford the Canglang fishing, and the fisherman is tired. Sorrow is the most bitter. In the setting sun, Qianjiang Yuexiang Shuanghong. The good period is repeated. Afraid of autumn water, the frost is full of frost, and the snow and dark Wuling crossed.

Magpie Qiao Xian · Qixi Near Songs Small Words Pay in Nuzi

Han Feng swept the snow, Xiao Zhai listened, and repaired the lotus clear. The green wind is red dust, no change, lotus heart.

Return to the appointment, leave dreams during the faint period, and get drunk on earth. He has lived in this life, the most pity and the same illness as the king.

Bodhisattva

Baisha Du was in the mountains, and Mr. Liu Ying got up every call. The heart of mind is vast, and the rods look at the river.

In March and April, the plane flowers were like snow. Mo Suchen invaded, Junxin and my heart.

Bodhisattva · Da Nian Temple

Zhong Sheng was suspected of in the cold peak, Hongchen passed to Qingxi water. A piece of late wind, rock flowers flying in the air. I support the green bamboo stick, wait to see the peach blossom waves. The sleeves are covered with oblique Hui, and the fantastic people return.

Bodhisattva Barbu

Pianyun wipes Jingdong Mountain, Dongshan wants to hang the moth eyebrow moon. There was a cool day, and there were many smoke in the lone village.

Beishan Jun Ye language, I live in Shannan. Tomorrow will fly, looking for the mountains.

Small river village

Huaifeng blows across the head of the house, and Huai Meng is cold today.

The water looks like a wave of eyes, and the mountains are likely.

The red umbrella shadow was divided into sparse rain, and the sound of the Yingying sounded to Xiaoqiu.

Watching the fish on the stream, teach people to be desired.

[Self -Notes] How strong the shrubs here are, from Xiaoxiao to the endless cry, seemingly saying: "Brother ~~ Go back ~" "Brother ~~ Go back."

Bodhisattva

Mr. Huaifeng Floating Pillow started, and the car tried to enter the dust. Not like Luoyangchen, the clothes are a little bit spring.

How many roads on the world, look back at the sun. Walk to Wuyun, overlapping mountains.

Dingwubo · Jiu Shushu Plum Blossom Bai Shadu Visit Da Nian Temple Rites

The rod came to find the cake house, and the sound of the dog was still in the old fence. Guests pick up the dry pine and cook the blue stubborn, I am lazy, Shan Wenghu drinks lunch tea.

Beiye wrote that the monk was old, who swept it, and Cuiping fell the rock flowers. A few in the flowers, returning, want to borrow the year from the scriptures.

Linjiangxian · Late out of the suburbs to wait for the wind

The silent dust seemed like, and wild clouds flew across the desert. Bitian is buried in the stars. If Kun Peng needs to go south, go to Musta.

Mai Lang Feisha all missed the sand, and came to Tongye Empty Court in the evening. Listen to Ouyang Zi Fu Qiu. Beauty covers the face, and the heart is far away.

Editor: Cao Chuyang; Editor: Lu Yu Poetry

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