[Contemporary Outstanding Original] Tang Yongqiu Poetry Poems

Tang Yongqiu, pseudonym forever, female, dreamer in the late 1970s. So far, he has been engaged in education and teaching in remote mountainous areas for more than 20 years. Member of the Chinese Poetry Society, member of Hengshan County Writers Association.

Clear

The clouds lock the jungle, the mountains are cold and the twilight is deep.

In the Qingming season, it was rainy, and it was broken.

Autumn

The night was slightly cool, and the empty court Guizi Xiang.

The green lotus entered the dream, and the self -standing cream pond.

Early

The thin morning light is light frost, and the water droplets are wet fingertips.

A round of Haoyue leaned on the mountain, and the birds cried lightly.

Watch the moon at night

Xiao Mian realized that the sea was stolen.

Looking at the Yinhua Lantern, the tenderness is wandering like water.

Yi Baihe Temple

Baiheyanyou Temple is actually successful, and the green springs are clustered.

How much happiness was childhood, always in the dream of Jiashan.

Night dream old man

Last night, Mingguang Yingjintai, tearful chrysanthemum was open.

For years, discrete not looking back, don't have to have no intention to enter your dreams.

Walk

The road is always in a hurry, and the clothes come with their own wind.

Cloud white and blue sky, in the red and green water.

The idle flowers bloom in the wilderness, and the birds dance long.

If you do n’t know Xia, can people do it?

Ru Meng Ling · Shi Shang Zhu Rongfeng

Zeng Ji Mountain Temple was ancient, looking at the peaks. Take your friends into Youyou, walk in the clouds. Looking back, reviewing, deep into the flowers.

Meet

The breeze is hot, looking forward to spring. Digana banana is speechless and tears drooping.

Time is short, the separation sighs, and the swallow is low. When will the shadows follow the cups and old people.

Small Blanc · Old Photo

Rain full building, moon full building. Such as Yuguangyin once traveled away. Huanyan dreams.

The water is long, and the daily flow. Accompanied by speechless. Love Chun Fuqiu.

Huanxi Sha Chunyi

Chunyi's hands are cool. The thunder is a few imitation. Peach blossom rains.

Sitting down and thinking northwest. There are countless small wind windows. The new tea rolls out of the crowd.

Xijiangyue · Qiu Ye

Remember the wind green willow, but now coldly shows the red cheeks. Who taught it to be difficult to teach, and misunderstood life gaming.

Flying in the sky, Guizi blooms in the garden. A cold moon came from the world to see the world.

Butterfly

Yesterday, the flowers were full of flowers. Shocking Dongfeng, Mo Wenchun! The curtain scrolls listened to the apricot rain, and the swallows in front of the eaves returned.

Writing has nothing to do. The smoke in the dream was jealous of the cloud. Never dance at night, who complained with this scene?

One cut Mei Reward

Green green onions and pink pink lotus. The lotus moves the microwave, and smiles. Meet together to celebrate the reunion. When Su Zhan poured, the friendship was clear.

The scorching sun is difficult to get together. After this year, the leaves withered. Who is pitying and shadowing. Want to find a friend, night.

Xiangxiangzi · Qiu

The mountain reflects the sun, and the twilight is near Xia Guang. Water 淙淙, deep stream. The teenager knew each other and laughed. Want to be in chaos, Yun Fengcui, Yanfeng long.

Yingying Yuelang, deep. The wine was slightly heartbreaking and dancing lightly. Confidant in this life, do not complain about lingering. The golden autumn is yellow, the heart is autumn, and the autumn is cool.

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