[Read Reading by Good Poems] Huang Haitao Renyin Summer Miscellaneous Yin

Huang Haitao, Jiangsu Gaoyou, worked at the Education and Sports Bureau of Gaoyou City. He has won the second prize of the 3rd "Ecological Environmental Protection and Beautiful Jiangsu" National Poetry Contest, the third prize of the Poetry Department of the 100th Anniversary of the Party to Celebrate the Party, and the 4th "Ethics Poetry" excellent award.

View high -speed rail on the lotus pond

The horizontal rail passed through the lotus pond, and the high -speed rail accounted for the sun.

A flute was shocked to open the lotus, and his body was full of flowers.

Old blacksmith

The hammer is rhyme, and the craftsman is now frost.

Forging the sunset, the spring light is good.

Title big snow map cool

The sun was cold and frozen clouds, and the small village snow was snowy.

Several white house lanterns are clear, and the north wind is still heard.

Recalling childhood summer nights cool

The bamboo bed was flashing and flooding, and he listened to the frog.

Pu Fan invited the eternal month, and the three more shook the star.

Recalling childhood summer summer

In the afternoon of Yan Tian, ​​I was looking for cool, and Liu Yingchang was beside the stream.

Whoever moved the tree shade and woke up with sweat and wet clothes.

Find coolness

After the rain, look for cool sun, and the forest clearance in the water is frosty.

The cicada hiss swayed heights, and the reflection branches dedled.

Summer

The vaginal scenery of the forest is still loud, and there are two or three sounds under the grass.

After the big waves were flat, the white gulls broke the river again.

Walking in the evening

Find the cold until the ancient bridge head, the wet sweat beads are not collected.

His hissing cicada is tired, and the grass and insects are like Huaiqiu.

Royal Wharf

In the past, there were many eloquences of the docks, and now Cao Man is exhausted.

The stone steps are still clear, and the official family is running.

Crossing Yichengyi

Thinking back to the sound of the post horses, it has returned for nearly three months.

The carving saddle removes the dust and is a thousand miles tomorrow.

Passing Majintang

Wild flowers on the grass are still blooming, and the dock stones are dark.

No one asked the green pond depth, and the stage horse no longer comes.

Cross Canal Ancient Street

Late to the east of the canal, the north -south boat house drunk cup.

After the wharf was exhausted, the flames were hanging only to welcome the wind.

Passing the old site of the city

Therefore, the road is remnant, and the tree tree has green smoke.

In the wind in the wind, the horns were exhausted, and the day and twilight only smelled the cicada.

Summer ascending ancient city wall

The grass and trees are disabled, and the reckless crickets are connected to the cloud.

Recently, the fire was sprayed with fire, and there were still cold drums on the city.

Mao Xi Xi Xi statue

The wind suddenly raised the dust, and the cloud lock was long.

At the sound of Yinglie Pipa, the flowers bloomed in Qingxi.

The scenery of the Summer River is the scenery

The sound of the cicada was still noisy, and the Wenglun Fai Weng was not seen.

Rizhao Bi flowed smoke white, and the tree head was sleepy.

Early Morning Lake

Qingling fine waves were swaying clear light, and clouds were gloated.

The wind drums are still waiting, and the egret water is vast.

Reed cicada

Hidden in the side of the rust, groaning lightly.

If you go to the forest, you can go to the forest.

Chanting dragonfly

The cicada sang high, but ten miles of lotus ponds were quiet.

Silent flowers came up, who did not know the elves.

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