"Seven Absolute Purple Leaves and Plum Blossoms"
Text/East Side
The east wind has a thousand branches of snow in one night, and there are still thousands of flowers on the strange.
If you want to primrose, you are not afraid, and your makeup is like a butterfly day.
"Drinking Fire Order, Spring Tour to Kunpeng Lake"
Text/Bin Bin
The scenery of the old road is beautiful, and the grass and trees of Shenzhou are glorious.
Tread green to Kunpeng.
A hundred flowers on the lakeside, spring willow drunken pavilion.
The trail is deep and far away, and the crab leaves are born on both sides of the river.
Blue waves are thousands of herons flying.
I like to see the warbler posture, and I like to see the lightness of the swallow.
I like to see the picturesque water town, and I write to my relatives and friends.
"Green Bush yellow flowers"
Text/Spring and Autumn
Yellow flower little girl Biluo skirt, self-wearing spring clothes with Xiaoyun.
Dream of Lang Jun's arrival tomorrow, shame is difficult to hide the chaos.
"Drinking Fire Order, Autumn Water Lakeside"
Text/Bin Bin
Three thousand acres of clear water, autumn lake purple gas east.
Seagulls are fun to fly.
The environment is intoxicating and beautiful, and the willows are beautiful and spring.
The scenery on both sides of the strait is beautiful, and the grass and greenery are green.
Crab fish fat shore flowers.
I like to see spring ploughing, I like to see the rain in the wind.
I like to see the waves of the water fluttering, and the pen is heartfelt.
"Painting Hall Spring, Jiangnan Early Spring"
Text/East Side
The small building is surrounded by water around the light cold. Wind blowing grass green Jiangnan.
In early spring, the willows outside the forest are like smoke. Colorful.
Sitting alone in the afternoon, the sound of the whistle is still lingering.
Swing people go two connected. Off-site heart-wrenching.
"Sting"
Text/Star not Star
Spring ploughing from south to north, the sound of stinging insects accompanied by rain.
The most is the farmhouse scenery is good, and the warblers fly green and wild things.
"Seven Stings"
Text/Winter Feather
The willows are green and elegant, and the spring flowers bloom with shyness.
Light thunder and drizzle thousands of insects wake up, looking at the water to listen to the warbler painting the landscape.
"Spring Again"
Text/Zhang Jianping
Suddenly, all the way to the spring light, cardamom is guangyufang.
Meet year after year, old cherry blossom wall year after year.
"Awakening Spring"
Text/Zhang Jianping
Three days and two rains in the early spring, Yu Binglan was drunk.
Put the wine with the wind and the water, and the flying silk leads the willow to filter the dusk.
"Wing Persimmon"
Text/Li Jiarong (Liu Qin)
Born to be proud of frost, brewed bright red and autumn.
The remaining leaves are collected and returned to the magpies, and the old branches are more attentively protected.
"Qing Ping Le, Years and Years"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Year after year, the flowers fall and people are haggard.
The clear water is flowing with infinite tears, what can be said about the opposite?
The small building has a bright scenery, and the green mountains are more inclined to the sun.
Looking back on the past at this time, a dream was desolate.
"Linjiang Immortal, Water Color Desolate Sky Like Water"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
The water is desolate and the sky is like water, and the dream is broken.
Spring Breeze model du creek bridge.
The warblers cry in the moon, and the willow branches on the river shake.
The bottom thing woke up with infinite hatred, and this time he failed Qiong Yao.
Amorous still turns boring.
Leaning on the railing and staring, the sky is far away.
"Partridge Days Looking Back was Parting Ways"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Looking back, it was parting ways, and not leaving the present day to harm each other.
Bored and want to make a ruthless plan, helplessly translated into water tone words.
The sea of people is wide, the books of geese are rare, and the wind and the moon are miserable.
Amorous and alone shed tears of sadness, and when the dream is broken, it is more drunk and awake.
"Xi Jiang Yue , Haggard Heavenly Scenery"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
Haggard worldscape, sad guest Duan Yang.
The twilight rain is wet and streaming, and the area is full of smoke and green mountains.
Counting the endless past, poor half absurd.
In the old days, the wind and moon were not thoughtful, and the ancients were temporarily learned.
"Drinking Fire Order, Dragon Boat Festival"
Text/Lee Ka Wing
The courtyard is full of durian flowers, and the creek bridge is fragrant with wormwood.
The sun shifts to the shadow of the locust in the shade of the afternoon.
Sadly this year today, write and think.
The book is broken, and the drifting years are long.
The landscape of a foreign land is like my hometown.
The bottom thing is wandering, the bottom thing is drunk.
The bottom thing paints the high ground of the building, and the lonely leans on the sun.
"Seven Laws of Apricot Blossoms"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Xiangliu Lane is strange and real, and Suqu turns back to Canzuo Peak.
Ye Mengxian Lang was drunk, and Fang Zi was in love.
With the wind there are happy things, and the rain is greedy and not old.
A new tree is young, and the rouge is thick everywhere.
"Five Laws of Jiangnan Spring Moon Night"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
The moon is smoking, and Jiangnan is good in spring.
Flying flower cage tired guests, clear shadows illuminate the ghost.
Shengjing Galaxy is near, and the famous building Yu Yuzhen.
Like a song and a wind and rain show, stand alone.
"Seven Laws of White Plum"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Lonely High Snow Ridge decorated with plum marks, want to send Qingshan phenology new.
Endless cold shoots fluttering shadows, infinite dense leaf dance in early spring.
The branches cut out the bones of the immortals, and the daisy was dressed up into a beautiful body.
Directly accompanied by the east wind aura, leisurely dreaming of fang dust.
"Seven Laws, Flowing Clouds After All"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
In the dream, the incense is not mutilated, and the poet is drunk and the white gull is cold.
The spring breeze surrounds the sideburns and smiles, and the rain and dew sing the piano and the water rhyme.
Night candle first sorrow to listen to the song, the new tea resume from Ylang.
After all, the clouds flow east, and the waterfall is happy with gaole.
"Seven Laws: Scarred Semi-Psychic"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Sincerely do not ask about this morning knowledge, and sincerely pursue the sages and remember the night fireflies.
Dreaming of waking up the dangerous wall with the ethereal, spring return to the single pillow lock Lou Ting.
The flow of years dark carmine, the magic song frequently adds pink daisy shape.
One is sad and broken, and the scars are full of semi-psychic eyes.
"Seven Laws: Sending the Plague God"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
During the day, Qingjiang waited for the geese, and Hua Tuo drunkenly sang the songs of his dreams.
The emerald green flowers in the distant sky are weeping, and the pearls of the moon are on the waves.
Zhibei Yin looked at the old sideburns, and sat up to see Fa Chun.
The emperor of the period early to solve the plague god thing, sent the pride of the world to cross the river.
"Seven Laws: Chinese New Year's Eve And Even"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
Yu Yu Cheng Ming is waiting for early spring, and the new branches are disturbing the neighbors.
Whoever has a home is at ease, and the cold wind is debauched.
A thousand cups of turbid wine seek dreams, and the flat boat is one leaf and five dust.
The sky is high and can't bear to be lost, and ten thousand volumes of poetry are sent to me.
"Seven Laws: A Gift to a Friend"
Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)
How can the frost devil abuse the elite, and the name of the hero will never be forgotten.
The lonely spring flower is finally intentional, and the night bamboo dares to express affection.
Why do you have to drink wine on the moon, but have to be homesick for thousands of miles?
Gokumoto is usually proud and proud, and Aoyama is not old and proud.
"Picking up the Xianbin And Enjoying the Apricot Blossom Feeling"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
Dongfeng pen cleverly depicts spring, apricot blossoms over the east neighbor.
Petite smile, cardamom innocent.
Feeling the wind and rain and red dust, there are always disputes in the world.
In the end, it was empty, but the grass and trees remained.
Standing at the end of the world, thinking about the past, the courtyard is dusk.
"Pick up the Walnut"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
Wild slopes and wild ridges are planted by the king, and the achievements are long and successful.
Male and female flowers send a tree, and the second blooms.
If it is like copper and gall branches like iron, the west wind is only sad.
The older mi jian zhao integrity, tattoos resist the corruption of the book.
Help the peasant family, help the people, and change to a well-off.
"Pick up Xianbin Huaimei"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
Can spring return bring people home? Blame her for sending Mei back.
Years ago, I asked the mailing place and blamed me for not having a medium.
I don't know if I can remember chai after the flowers bloom in the coming year.
A new word follows the dream, and the east wind does not roll the curtains.
Willow Creek is deep, the glass of wine is shallow, and the flute is blown to whom.
"Receiving Xianbin And Reading the Empty New Poetry Gift"
Text/Tianya is a tired guest
The white hair of the cape goes into the jianghu, whether he wins or loses.
But he will be loyal and brave, and he will travel a long way.
Not to mention the wind and moon entanglement, but there are tearful books.
Wake up in the red dust sand sore eyes, who invited to blow the wine away!
Hollow, hard, what about?
Facing the sea, look for light with black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "giving voice to grassroots poets" as its mission and carries forward the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of the truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spiritual pleasure of poetry. He has published a collection of poems co-authored by poets, "Spring Warm Blossoms of Reading Sleeping Poems" and "Grass Long Warblers Flying in Reading Sleeping Poems". The poets work tirelessly, the poetry club forges ahead, constantly innovates, recommends excellent poems, produces high-quality poetry collections, recites excellent works, recommends poets' works in various forms, lets more people read excellent works, appreciates poetry culture, we are on the move!
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