[Famous Poet] Li Rongcong Renyin Summer Sales Selection Collection

Li Rongcong

About the Author

Sichuan East San, real name Li Rongcong, was born in August 1958, native of Pingchang County, Sichuan Province. Associate Professor of Dazhou Vocational and Technical College, Deputy Chairman of Dazhou Poetry Association, executive deputy president of Bashan Poetry Society and deputy editor -in -chief of "Bashan Poetry". Member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Sichuan Poetry Association. His works are scattered in publications such as "Chinese Poetry", "The Poetry of the Emei Poetry", and have won the National Contest Award for many times.

Cuckoo forest

Before the flowering period, after the flowering period.

Look at Ye's low eyebrows and go to the rest of the sleeve.

Children's Day

After dyeing hair, he smiled with Pisces with a smile.

Weng said that the scarf was short, and the mother -in -law was rough.

Walking in the forest hearing cicadas

At the path of the trail, the cry was shocked.

I don't know which step, step on the tail of the mountain.

Under the moon, camping on the hill

People are near the ceiling, with bright light on the top.

I slept in the account, but I didn't turn off the lights at night.

Shore mountain

The two mountains are standing, looking at the sister and brother.

The setting sun was unbearable and pushed through the river.

Mountaineering

There are birds singing around, and spending four times.

Mo Yanshan is not tall, his tail is in the sky.

Forest

The branches and leaves are densely layered, and the mountains are blind.

The birds had a morning meeting and discussed navigation.

You Longxia Reservoir

Lightly melted a piece of jade, Xu Fei on both sides of the strait.

When people see me like birds, the fish see me like a fairy.

Climbing

Qingfeng is a matchmaker, and the path is like a silk thread.

Quoting my mountain, as a white cloud family.

Guanshan after the rain (Xinyun)

After the rain, the mountains are tender and crispy.

Transformed by the clouds and squeezed a few waterfalls.

Ren Yin

There is a red code in the sky, and the world is having a high fever.

The island has a fishy smell, and the old cat jumps.

cicada

Several times silent, a hatred.

Who listened to the ground because of his throat.

Mount in the forest

The rope bed was lazy, and the breeze shook arbitrarily.

The two trees are used as sailing, and one dream has dreamed of Songtao.

Deng Lionbag Observation Deck

The mountains are like lotus petals, and the pavilion is like a lotus platform.

With a plate of legs in the cliff, Xiangyun came.

Passing Ma Liuxi jumping pier

Both feet are like fingers, jumping over the piano keys.

A stream of water, played by the guest.

Rope bridge

The horizontal rope is a bridge, and the heart is bold.

My feet are not stable, so I blame others to shake.

Yueba Eat Bun

The lunar is over the moon, and the moon is sieved.

Chang'e's saliva, meteor scratch.

Yueba Homestay

Qingshan holds a small building, and the spring water is near the window.

The bird jumped over, and the words were tilted.

Pond

At the beginning of the mountain village, the garden pond began to be lively.

The sound of the frog, seeing the star laughter.

Bamboo Forest Museum in Sujiejia Villa

Drunk lying on the bamboo forest hall, waking up the bamboo dew pending.

The next door is Anye, and the alcoholic is not disappeared.

High temperature and drought, the artificial rainfall did not complete

The gunfire is not open, and it is like a pot.

Hate no long -armed star sky, and pour the galaxy down.

mosquito

The opportunity will be gone, and it will not be exhausted for meals.

Poor only to throw blood, who wants to get up with applause.

Summer Lanxi River

Find a cool piece of Bashan, clear heart and lungs, and the lungs association yin and yang.

Xiao Lou snuggled in Hewan, and the pillow of the stream shook the dream.

Forty -three degrees of temperature in the day, hearing artificial rainfall does not achieve

Seeing Uchiya Jiao in the river, the rocket fled like a whip cloud.

Who has the sun remote control board, the temperature will be low -key.

Pick Li Zi for the ninety -folder mother -in -law

The climbing unparalleled fees supported, and the jade picked beads moved.

The mother was not old in her heart, and frequently pointed at high branches.

frog

On all sides of Haitao, there is a well, and the sky is high and the water is rare.

The cheeks are fighting against the king, and there are many green green frogs.

The 4th "Bashan Cup" of Zhuba Mountain Zhuzi Guangyue Bay Review

Hearing that the dam was close to the toad palace, the sons came to Dengying.

Under the feet, there are three three powers, and Bashan deeply peaks.

Note: The average altitude of Yueba is 1300 meters above sea level.

Tea in Xiaxia Town in Batai Mountain

Looking at the tongue pecking the soup, raising his hands to recruit mountains into the window.

It can solve the poem and be true, and the eight clouds are fog.

Wen Yier flew from the United States to Singapore

On the first floor of Tianlu, the lonely flying star is like ice.

Outside the portholes in China, there was a lamp in the mountains.

Watching fire burning

Such hand gently rubbed Baiyun, and sesame seeds point out Yupan.

The green bar is like Dongshan Twilight, and Ran Ran rose to the moon for a round.

Suo Luo's Old Street gets up early

Chen Lu Yingying hung the willow tips, and Qingxi strolled with each other.

Whoever cooks on the tile, and the scent of the earth is shaking the bridge.

Lake

This is Chang'e combed the table, and a jade mirror is open to the sky.

Baiyun is not allowed to be dyed, and the bird shadow comes again.

Seeing people eat bee pollen, it is said to have beauty

Gently spoon like golden sand, and the fragrance is good.

The bee in the food mouth is not complained, and who teaches people's faces than flowers.

Note: Bee pollen is a bee food from beekeeper.

Watch the ninety old bunny dishes

Squatting bamboo chairs squinting, green bamboo shoots holding slowly.

People don't know before, and a statue hand was slightly moved.

Qingheba rest

In the depths of Liu Yin, there is a lintel and scent, and sometimes gently stroking his face.

After a piece of forest light faded, the wind was blown up on the suspended rope bed.

Write on Mother's Day

The festival is not avoided every time the day is sorrowful, and the old man is wet and cheek.

Suddenly hearing the swallows on the wall, Huangkou opened his parents.

Yanzi Yanwang Twelve Girl Peak

Green was red in the skirt, and she was leaning on the clouds.

Xia Guang rose the trees in the sun, and it was really thrown by hydrangea.

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