[Famous Poet] Zhang Huaruan: Ren Yinxia Early and early Early Autumn Collection

Return to the old residence

Entering a wooden diagonal in Xiangxi, the frosty Yan Sui Hui remembered the year.

Wu Shan has taken the foot, and Chu Lang has a long time.

Liu Anzhi helped the leaves from the leaves, and the black eaves played hidden.

The accumulated dust was swept by the wind, and the chrysanthemum was supplemented by the east.

One wild warmth

In the late sun, Ran Ranlin was sprinkled with the river, and the screen was shaking lightly.

The butterfly took his wife to fly Gukou, and the turtle dove was shouted under the wall.

Xiguang still baked the dust, and the waves were frequent.

A warm picture of the wild, directly teach the raccoon slow anvil.

Light wind borrow me

The East Bridge of Luzhu was still in the mountains, and the coolness was still between Cuiwei.

The half -window was obliquely invading the household, and the lotus incense did not go away.

What is the grievances of the heat of the sky, but the bitter tea is comfortable.

The light wind borrowed me three points, and the child was chased by the child.

Qiu Ye Shixing

A touch of the sun to the crossed head, Shiyin Yin groaned early.

The day of the world is well -deserved.

Gaoge Lantern is difficult to dream of butterflies.

If you look for poetry today, you will go to Qinghui Luyuzhou.

Night fishing

A few degrees of vertical pole fishing, the frogs gradually made a late cicada.

Qingshan brought Yu Xiu, and the red ravioli flew with the wind.

Wit wipe the water from the face, and make the poem rewards.

Waiting for the ripples of the ripples, still Chi Qingming Yue Fei.

Autumn

Fuzhu and vine competed for a season, with the fish on the east of Qiu East.

Several sounds of clearing night, a few sycamores resigned.

Sweeping the world was shocked, and his heart was out of affection.

Time is as diligent in Yu, but he wants to be hard to get the eyebrows.

Poetry

Severally knocked on Pingyi, how much worries.

Fantastic screens are always charging elegant guests, Chang Si Tao Liu Mu Qingfeng.

The pen is full of lazy pastoral green, and the realm must be red.

If the gods of Fu Cang are not available, ask the fisherman on the Yantbo River.

Enlightenment

Friends in the west window fought chess, and the beacon was rejoicing.

It is difficult to get the old realm of the fame, and it is difficult to send the elegance when it is new.

Chuhe water is early, and the heart of the Han Dynasty would rather be late.

The romance of the car and horse goes away, and I will think in the end of the end of the paper.

On the road

Sitting off the clouds and seeing off, the branches were elastic.

The people are full of moss, and the roots are drizzling around the vine bridge.

Hate wine is drunk every plane, and the wedding is ashamed.

Yangguan still stacks the sound, why is it in front of the steps.

In the pavilion

The autumn dyeing south of the mountain is not yellow, and the cicada sounds the wind and frost.

Feng Ting's re -covered beams are still, and the new water on the Xilu Road is already the same.

Reading the silent monument is indifferent, Yao Siyun's sea affairs are vast.

Tao Ling laughed at my waist and was still folded, and the Shangfan of the lake shore sail again.

Rafting

Green shirts into fishing waves, paddling dance.

Call the meteor shower and come to an nautilus.

Lake You can mention the moon, and the network is well received.

Over the lonely, the autumn heart is durable.

Rush

The hot summer lingering, watching the dance kite by the river.

Scattered sand grass, Chuo Ying crossed the head boat.

The forehead is stunned, and the years have moved in the chest.

Floating thousands of miles, a wave of waves.

Friendly friend

Who will murmure the sunset, Liang Yan murmured again.

Gui Yan Zheng Qianshui, loose windows waiting for a sail.

Reading the monarch is simple, I am ashamed of my salty.

Xinju knows it, and the fragrance is stubborn.

Leisurely

Stealing in Liuzhu, practicing dreams and fishing.

Shun Shui crossed horizontally, and Longshan was twisted.

Laughing that you are a guest, don't lonely monks.

There was no deep note of the return, and the sagita was entered into the sagita.

Sigh of the dry village

Village chief

When will the thin shadow rest, the flowers are scorched.

Looking for a hundred worships, raining and sweating thousands of scoops.

I always hate myself, and I am still lonely.

The sky hurts the cloud without weeping, and it is to the present.

Number of scholars

The summer heat is hovering for a long time, and the autumn wind is not fast.

Slutherapy is weak willow, and dry leaves are sweet.

Wangling Qingqianqian, Si Bo Liangyi.

He called the heavenly magpie and made a long number for me.

Tea farmer's moisturizing

The area of ​​sweat is dusty, and the trench fork is oblique.

Xi Yun is difficult to change the rain, and the garden fruit is less flowering.

The hot summer bullies, the heavens are jealous.

Quanlai Run me, go to Runshan tea first.

Tao farmers' injuries

The market debuted early, and the parking was busy.

Yanwei sells healthy bones, bottle water comforts the hunger.

The agricultural Lao Jun asked, the mountain village caused me to hurt me.

Mo suspects that Tao Guo is small, and the entrance is also fragrant.

Water of vegetable farmers

The disability is pursuing, and the funds are worked hard.

There is no shallow water on the beach, leaving Jiao Lin.

Family dust, Cangtian Tieshi heart.

The autumn wind was sown, and I was thirsty with me.

Groaning

In the long summer, the scenery is unable to swim.

Lotus Pan was thirsty, and Tong Ye was shocked.

Bushu was anxious, Xiu Teng Gu Yingchou.

Look at the white butterfly, hold the grass pointed.

About the Author

Zhang Huibu, the net name of the pastoral shepherd; the Yue people, lived in the upper Yu; love poetry, Yunfan poet friend will consult.

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