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Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

Group of poems: five

Author: Mo Xiang

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

【Song 1】

When you are old, you have to worry about everything, and you can only go home freely

The white water and green mountains are all around, and the red dust soap hat is encircled

Life is incomprehensible for endless days, and there is no limit in the world

This meaning must be remembered from now on, and Mo Yantian also loves nothing more than that

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

[Song 2]

When I have nothing to do, I return to my hometown and look for medicine and tea while meditating

松子落地风淅沥,梅儿成眼雪槎牙

The clear yin ramp leaves the residual sun, and the pale white invades the door lock twilight sand

It's no wonder that he has been lazy for years, but now he is a career of love

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

[Song 3]

You don't need to look for a soulmate outside the body, you have your own heart

The dust of the world is empty and rich, and the wind inspires the cold forest

The poem is still alive because of its inability to chant, and the laughter of moral fame has sunk

Don't say anything about this matter, how many ancient and modern birds are in life

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

[Song 4]

No wonder he has returned with his sideburns, and he must lie high to be the emperor

There is not much bamboo and cypress in front of the door, and the court is full of Zhilan

The white hair gradually invaded the old road, and Qingzun was crazy when he was drunk

From now on, you can live well, where the mountains and forests are your hometown

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

[Song 5]

Less than 100 years old in the world, the white turtle and yellow dog have become immortals

Changsheng has a green capsule, and Taishang can have no purple silk smoke

The sound of laughter in the car outside the door, and the poetry and scenery on the pillow are full

The flowers bloom and fall in the east window, and a period of spring sends guests to sleep

Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing
Seven-word poetry: Retired leisure writing

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