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In 2022, Luting Literature Society's "Everyday Poetry Journal" No. 36

In 2022, Luting Literature Society's "Everyday Poetry Journal" No. 36

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Rhythmic poems

Ancient rare self-life poems

Text/Li Jianming

The mist of the lake is soft, and the book is read and smiled.

Perched geese at the water's edge, the fallen warbler tree is a warbler chirping.

The idle ups and downs are rare, and the dreamy taoyuan is less raised.

The spirit of stealing is listening to the call, and Dan's heart is pure and pure.

Seven Laws Draw You

One Wood, One Stone (Jiangxi)

The skin is rough and rough like frost, and the teeth are thick and the eyebrows are thick and the arms are thick.

The years are already in a rare spring state, and the gods are still loud and proud.

Qiu Tian Dengnei is not a victory, and the Qi family is the best and strongest.

The dust in the bottom of the heart nourishes the good fruit, like the mountain father Ai Ze Liufang.

Spring river view

The spring river is clear and the water is leisurely north, and the drizzle is falling coolly.

The branches under the willows are dancing in the wind, and the grass on the embankment is condensed.

Slowly look at the fish flying place, jumping and splashing waves.

Remembering the vicissitudes of the past, the old appearance between the eyebrows has changed into a new look.

Zanlian Yungang anti-epidemic hero

Chen Shoubang (Lianyungang)

The demon fog obscured the harbor city, and the sound of trumpets sounded in the air.

The police were sealed and the goddess of inspection was greeted by the wind.

Don't be a champion of magic tricks, when the song holy hand has a golden eye.

Qi Tian Dasheng returned to his hometown and also praised ji Shiying in the present dynasty.

East Lake Wind Moon Ren Shadow,

Xifu people handwriting photo.

———— Western Qin Lansheng. Han Shaomin

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(1) The Seven Laws. Aoshan Mountain

Qian yu danced majestically in the sky, and the misty waves and stone waves slapped the chest of the sky.

The east and west are too white to shake the shadow, and the north and south sun mountains are all up to the sect.

The wind and snow invaded the miserable situation, and the body was strong and strong.

Looking at the Weishui Chang'an in the distance, the clouds idly listened to the geese bells.

concentrate

1, rhyme foot "empty" word lone goose out of the flock.

2, Aoshan Mountain: Located in Taibai County, Shaanxi Province, it is the second highest peak of Qinling Mountains.

(2) The Seven Laws. Pomegranate Mountain

Ascending to the heights, a bead came out of the sky.

The laziness is charming, and the taste is fluttering in the slim fog.

It is definitely not an earthly magic skill, it must be a ghostly carving in the underworld.

I didn't see the farmers coming to pick them, but I listened to the mountain trees singing under the cliffs.

Pomegranate Mountain: Located at the junction of Taibai County, Qishan County and Chencang District in Shaanxi Province, it is named because the boulders on the top of the mountain look like pomegranates.

(3) Seven Laws. Xieyu Lake

Looking at the water of the Qin Valley in the south, the Qingjing scenery is not depicted and self-explanatory.

Clouds across the lake empty shadow, mountains and fog shore ridge shake makeup.

The green wave paves the ground with thousands of layers of jade, and the chengjing steals the sky and the frontier.

The stars and moons come to the painting from time to time, and the east and west click the idle chapter.

Xieyu Lake: Located in Xieyuguan, Mei County, Shaanxi Province.

Stroll along the river

Chen Gang (Changde, Hunan)

Spring returns to the earth to prosperity, and everything gradually becomes clear.

Two yellow orioles singing green willows, several green carp play deep bang.

The birds on the branches are crisp, and the fish swimming in the river are not alarmed.

The March elves are busy conceiving cubs, and they are naturally accompanied by fun and harmonious life.

Traveling clouds

Text/Wang Huating

A lifetime of floating and green space, born of the sea or mountains.

The wind blows chaotically, and the rain makes even the smoke still mean.

The spring is lingering and the autumn is pure, and the morning sun sprays thin twilight.

Qi Wen He envied others to do it, and Wu Zi had no intention of years of hardship.

Seven Laws Of Yong DanXia Mountain

Poetic (Guangdong)

Majestic Jinxia Mountain, mist steaming between the ridges.

The stone road steep ladder is suspended, and the Huaxi winding path is bamboo pine ring.

Leaning on the cloud cliffs hidden deep temple, falling streams flying over the far bay.

The twilight drum and morning bell are recited, and the song is prosperous and smiling.

Chunxing

Text/Sword like a rainbow

Crystal clear towards the dew reflects the light, and the fine grass is fragrant.

A thousand pieces of snow drifted in the wind outside the flowers, and the clouds in front of the willow fell several springs.

The warbler hides the secret tree and the butterfly loves the beautiful dancing madness.

Relying on Xiao Yan alone as a companion, the spirit is out of the immortal country.

Seven Laws Arbor Day

Text/Mo Shangxi Shao Dong

Warm sun and wind birds singing, afforestation and tree planting take advantage of the sunny weather.

Swing the hoe of the great ridge to ripen the peach blossoms, cultivate the barren slope of the fragrant guimeng.

Shao Shui sang and sang Cui Dai, and Yun Shan Qiao prospered in all kinds.

Civilization and ecology are blessed, and the prosperous China is painted.

Spring

Author: Yang Zhi Heilongjiang

The sunny day warms people's hearts, and the magpie birds in Woye Fangyuan are chanting.

The swallow cut is like the picture of the wind rhyme, and the bee flies like a painting water playing the piano.

The mountains are covered with young grass layers of green, and the ridges are oily and flower flakes of gold.

Asking where the Zun family is going, the farmer's yard is looking forward to King's Landing.

ancientry. Wing Chun Song

Text/Guo Zongfang (Puyang, Henan)

In March, the weather is new, and the spring breeze is beautiful.

The sun is shining, and Shenzhou is full of joy.

All things spring shoots, and the seedlings are green.

The Chinese are diligent and hardworking.

The tiger roars majestically and the spring tide rolls.

Inspirational, majestic.

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Quatrains

Seven Wonders, Wonderland of The Thousand Flowers on Earth (New Rhyme)

Text/Su Weibu Prophet Ticket (Zhuzhou, Hunan)

The wonderland of the world is full of flowers, and the earth is thick over and over again.

The beautiful attic is paved with pictures, and the face is exquisite.

Enjoy the canola blossoms

Text/Li Guolan (Lanzhou)

One

The canola flowers bloom yellow all over the ground, attracting butterfly dancing bees to bee busy.

The spring breeze blows thousands of autumns, wafting a wisp of fragrance.

Two

The rape flowers bloom brightly and tenderly, and the drunken tourists forget to return.

The excitement is boiling, and the filming of the Iraqi people laughs and follows.

Falling in Love with Nanshan (Jilin Cao Hong)

Five musts in March

Strange peach color, deep mountain cuckoo sound.

Shoulder mocai, if a spring love?

Five absolute ~ twelve songs of leisure

Text/Chen Hongyuan

The grass is green, and the gulls are moored for fishing boats.

The wind blows willow crossing, and the flowers flutter a river of smoke.

New branches of grass and trees, search for fangs and horses late.

Strange heads are sung by finches, not hindering the viewing of flowers.

Three

There are several buildings in the Guanhe River, and the xietang is released to the east.

Don't go to the delicate Yang fold, the branches are all worried.

Four

Thanks to the weeds and reeds, it is scattered into a thousand beacon furnaces.

Don't sigh success or failure, rise and fall also husband.

Five

Pedantic who has pity, empty to a hundred feelings.

Sentimental and lifeless, nothing to worry about.

Six

Lotus flowers are offered to the holy monks, and the long night is accompanied by clear lights.

Ben is an amorous thing, and it is difficult to dare to love and hate.

Seven

After the rain, the dust is suppressed, and the moonlight in the city is new.

The official building is prepared with more wine, so that it is drunk and flattering.

Eight

The red apricots are out of the wall, and the peach blossoms are also shy.

Fortunately, it is remote and not very eye-catching.

Nine

Really come to seek fame, people are suitable to become.

If you want to be well versed, you must first practice your mouth.

Ten (仄韵)

It is difficult to be a righteous person, but to do evil things.

After all the waves and sand, the rivers are straight.

Eleven (New Rhyme)

Xuan Yu fell into the clouds, and the cornices were all overhead.

Don't think that the mountains are dark, so you can go to the dragon.

Twelve (New Rhymes)

The monk's bell scatters the Sanskrit sound and can cross several floats and sinks.

Find the Immortal Family Road, where is not the old man.

In 2022, Luting Literature Society's "Everyday Poetry Journal" No. 36

Songwriting

Butterfly Loves Flowers. Magnolia》

Zhou Yangsheng

Moonlit Magnolia Beauty,

Before the clean and quiet steps,

Provoke Spring Flower jealousy.

A tree of plain makeup bee butterfly protection,

Yingge swallow dance admiration.

Writing and filling in the words to complain to yourself,

Drunken music is leisurely.

Shino Group Fang Spectrum,

Leaf white rui red incense into the household,

Dongfeng rain cooking new endowment.

Note: This word is two-tone and six crosses, with five sentences and four rhymes in the front and back paragraphs.

Bu Operator · West Lake Hanging

Text/Dream Hunting Suzhou

MiaoMiao Xizi Lake,

Full of heroic tears.

Smoke and rain in the south of the river,

Only green mountains.

Who will follow the words of Huang Huang,

Would you rather die than kneel?

Sangui chengzu was a heavy subject,

What shame is LOHAS?

Broken for a while, The Four Beauties of China

Text/Han Manlin Jingdezhen

Spring peach blossom pale pink,

In the summer, it is red.

Autumn water is the same color for a long time,

Winter snow and cold plums are compatible.

Like-minded.

Closed moon flow beautiful,

Shame throws sleeves neon.

Falling Goose Grassland Junma Zhong,

Yue Nu Shen Yu Xue Shame Gong.

Chinese Four Beauty Tong.

In 2022, Luting Literature Society's "Everyday Poetry Journal" No. 36

poetry

Born like a summer flower

Text/LaoYuan (Hubei)

The father was held hostage by uremia

The mother was kidnapped by rheumatoid

My brother was captured by a college dream

Fifteen-year-old flowers

Bonsai that originally belonged to the campus

A people who are not yet mature

However, they were forced to the SPECIAL ZONE by the renminbi

Made a reward in RMB

The flower season has just begun

She entered the scene of the fruit season

With a flower-like capacity

With pain as bitter as bitterness

She used a life that should not have withered

Hold on to the lives of your parents

Exchange for my brother's college letter

Born in summer

Born like a summer flower

The day the flowers fell to their roots

No one knew she was shy

Or hate

Or the Nine Springs of Laughter

Text/Tian Yuan (Anhui)

There is still a little remnant of spring color left, so let's make it a straw mat for summer

These strong sunlight and torrential rains are enough to feed a flower

Thousands of butterflies and bees

Dance or sing around the momentum

I walked into the garden and opened the layers of enclosures

Enjoy the colours of the colours

After all, the wandering trail is still a different posture

The time for the feast slowly withered

Looking back, a long sigh

Born like a summer flower, they are all passers-by

Give your own russ under your nose as much as you can

The incense drifts for ten miles, and it is the root that has ingested the soil

love letter

Text/Yu Ting

The moon has gone relatives

Worry you're afraid of the dark, tonight

I kept the lights on

Just rub some words

Loosen up love stories that have been snubbed

Solve years of doubts

The one who put out the fire was not a moth

It is not a new swallow

It's me, or me

Love letters, not books

It is a whisper of new mud and old soil

Old Street Impressions

Text/Ni Shaohua

A lane several meters long

Six-foot-wide alleys

Corner the corner

Bumped into whose doorstep

Garbage basket

The head of the neighborhood committee patrols the night

Ding-dong

Bustling old street night

Lonely

Thatched huts on thatched street

Tile houses in old backstreets

The vicissitudes of the small town have been achieved

Wisps of smoke at dusk

Swaying childhood fantasies

The streets of summer nights

Both sides of the gravel road

Bamboo beds in citizens' homes

Arrange them in order

Never scramble

Whoever puts artemisia

Smoke and fire

Repelled mosquitoes

It also calmed down the sleepy dreamland

A pagoda built of broken tiles

Flickering with the light of a candle

That was when we were children

Pinch and eat the remaining half

Mooncakes

Anxiously waiting for that

Climb slowly to the moon at the head of the city

Chinese New Year's Eve the hometown dish of rice

Compared to today

How to feel

Exceptionally fragrant

One household after another

One by one

The sound of firecrackers and bamboo

Sent away another bland one

Old age

But the children are growing

The city also changed its clothes

Inadvertently

A change of the old look

The rising sun still rises

Still reflected on the city

Just more than ever

Two more tunnel openings

The sunset of the old pier

The new overpass that reflects the old street,

There are also tall buildings lined up one after another

Childhood memories are long

The impression of the old street has been long...

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The purpose of Luting Literature Society: to inherit red memory, carry forward red glory, continue to pass on red blood, continue to pass on red genes, and have a long history, so that the broad and profound national spirit will take you into the beautiful and brilliant world of Chinese culture.

In 2022, Luting Literature Society's "Everyday Poetry Journal" No. 36