Qinglian Literary Society is an online literary society founded by president - Light Moon Qinglian, vice president - Sauvignon Blanc, editor-in-chief - Luo Mei Ruxue and others. The trainees are all lovers of literature from all over the country.
The poetry club is mainly based on classical poetry, supplemented by other genres. There are hundreds of teachers and students. Weekly poetry lessons are explained, and daily practice on different topics is practiced.
Yu Feile, word brand name. A Mandarin Duck Grievance Song, Rhymes, Double Tone, Seventy-Two Words, Eight Sentences of Four Flat Rhymes in the First Paragraph, Eight Sentences in the Last Eight Sentences and Three Flat Rhymes in the Last Paragraph. There are also seventy-three characters and seventy-six fonts.
Yu Feile Blackfish bubbles to collect wind and lotus
Text/Light Moon Clear Lotus
In July pond, a thousand lotuses of blackfish bloom. Delicate like a cheek. Step Lingbo, drag the water, trance from Yaotai. Let the wind and rain, the mud, not the dust.
Pretty face contemplation, why disturb each other, the mind of a king to guess. The sun is tilted to the west, and there is no choice but to return to the family. The only thing left behind is a different kind of feeling.
Yu Feile is nostalgic at the end of summer
Filler words: Sauvignon Blanc
The rain hit the sycamore, and the traces were wrinkled and difficult to flatten. The wind strings whistled secretly. Green lotus residue, blue bird absolute, farewell to the spring city. The distant mountains contain Dai, no comfort, all resentment.
Where do you meet at the end of the world? The west window looks out at the silver screen. Sideburns add frost, people become thinner, empty for the rest of their lives. Flowing stories, unspeakable, said with whom to listen.
Yu Feile Prairie Story
Word: Clear water and blue clouds
Ordos, the grassland is full of greenery. The mountains and rivers are full of abundance. See the beauties, ride the horses, and spend the night in the felt tent. The ancient road of the imperial tomb, when admiring, do not see the bow.
Reminiscing about the past, years of fireworks, heroes are as ambitious as a giant. Looking at the present dynasty and thinking about the past, who is the most affectionate? Visit the Holy Land now, re-find, and the years are like a horse.
Yu Feile is hot in the heat
Fill in the words/Dream Garden
The heat is like steaming, and the beads of sweat are full of cheeks. Huang Nu spat out his tongue and empty rank. The fire blows, the heart is short, and the sleepiness is dull. It is more difficult to dream, even if you know, the sun will become a disaster.
The house is sheltered, the air conditioning is difficult to rest, and the floor is connected to the roof. Leaning in front of the window, watching the distant guests, sweat drops dust. When the rain comes, toast the wine and express your feelings.
Yu Feile Exploring the Spring of the Dream of the Red Chamber
Filler word: Ling shi ten
Snowflakes greeted, toasted people about the clear sky, and the yinji society gathered Tiancong. Pen tip affection, banana under the guest, chic who is the same. Fanghua is a single tree, not to follow, a water only in the east.
Vulgar roses, fragrant and thorny, pavilions stand on their own. Jade is ordinary, plutonium is twelve, and the laughing collar is red. In the Grand View Garden, Hugh asked how to marry the spring wind.
Yu Feile
Fill in the words/tact
The sun is rising, and the dew is like a perfumed cheek. Tourists rest in the pavilion. Admire the red face, hold the jade umbrella, and open the ten miles of the pond. Pleasant to the eye, elegant and full of feelings.
Qianying depended on each other, poured out their hearts and spoke happily, and made up and put on a golden noodle. The person in the painting, the verse in the poem, who goes to the bard. The woman in the water, could not be, the return of wonderland.
YU Feile. The sun is shining in the window
Filler words/Deep Valley Orchid
The sun is shining in the window, and the begonias are red in the cheeks. Spring light sprinkled with green steps, willow smoke, wind intoxicating, birds and flowers blooming. Standing in front of the court, reminiscing about the years, infinite feelings.
Years are difficult, Shaohua is like a dream, and the red dust is buried deeply. A few sentimentalities, a few dreams, who can guess. In my heart, I felt sorry for the red letter, and I couldn't send it back.
Text/Cold Moon
Idle travel on the Internet, occasionally watching strange poems, moving heartstrings when light and smart. Hi lining, stealing envy, and even provoking stupidity. Lovesickness is very bitter, silver screen love, difficult to understand the heart.
The online school is self-cultivation, the shame words are short, and the poetry is empty and the pen is light. Hate is like the wind, love is like fire, and then look for Chan Juan, Tang Yin Song Yun, read with deep thought, and its realm flows.
Yu Feile Moonlit Night
Text by Mother-in-law Yamano
The moon is on the window, and the paper is left with new hatred and difficult to harvest. Amorous and frowning. Tears line, heart pain, light ink condensed sorrow, lovesickness, three more dreams, how endless.
Ask the moon this evening, should know whether the king is not, a thousand cups of loneliness and what to ask for, drunk and difficult to wake up, delusional and drunk, jade pen frequent flow, the mind is not understood, the vain sigh, a lifetime of autumn.
Fill in the words/pastoral
The grass path is deep in spring, the green fang is difficult to hide and shy, and the breeze accompanies the swim. Willow cage smoke, warblers singing, infinite tenderness. Under the fallen tree, play a song and pass away the water.
The view is hard to stay. The long pavilions look at each other, but they don't see the boats. Words in the wine, words on the eyebrows, no worries. Even if there is no complaint, it will never be forgotten, and the bridge in the dream will be unforgettable.
Yu Feile Pro screen step rhyme Sauvignon Blanc
Fill in the words/long distance
In front of the independent window, all kinds of thoughts he ping. Don't mourn the geese in the clouds. Homesick, sad to stay, bound to Spring City. On the maple red ridge, between the branches and leaves, hanging full of affection.
Don't understand the red dust, karma meets. The vast two silver screens. Years in the traces, the words in the note, Mo Negative Pingsheng. A song that does not need to be spoken, but listened to with heart.
Text/Autumn Heart Language
Half-roll beaded curtains, small garden peach plum incense, purple swallows in front of the building into pairs. Willow smoke, mountain condensation, extreme spring light. Zhu Lan leaned everywhere, bored, a hundred thoughts.
After years of passing water, prosperity is like a dream, where is Qingqing? Far away from the end of the world, the period is within reach, the water is far away and the mountains are long. The empty court wants to be late, and the wind is moving, and the jade finger is slightly cool.
Yu Feile Night in Lijiang Ancient City
Filler words: Falling plums like snow
The first trip to the ancient alley, drunk to listen to the breeze upstairs, idle outdoor curtains. Lijiang clouds, bright moon nights, overflowing neon. Streamers dance, four-square city, prosperous world melts.
Walk alone on the long street, leisurely nostalgic, and leave the wooden house Cangsong. Teaching Qianyun and carrying far-reaching letters are all paid for a long time. Study the past, Mo looks back, a dream is hurried.
Wen ~ Dream
At the head of the curved water bridge, the passenger sails are ethereal like smoke. Weeping swiftlet scissors double- Around the orchid pavilion, through the willow bank, morning and night. Which can be bitter rain, destroy the flowers, dream of breaking the carved fence.
I also recalled the beginning, the piano was played and played, and the good day was drunk in front of the king. All kinds of softness, a thousand kinds of love, how can it not be lucky. Looking back, the gulls are far away, and the fog locks the river sky.
Yu Feile ~ Xuan Window comic moth eyebrows
Fill in the words: Xiangqian Tanhua
Jade mirror curtain, broken beads empty cheeks, residual flowers fall from the fang steps. Liu Qiansi, worried, the kite pillar is still stupid. After the long pavilion was separated, the clouds were separated and there were two sorrows.
Pretty and strong, Lou Xin danced lightly, Xuan Window comic moth eyebrows. Show Qingxuan, wave the ink, all acacia. The king of the night, according to the column recall, secretly calculate the return date.
Yu Feile Lotus Pond
Wen Rain Lane
Wanting to bloom the pool bud, Bi Jian shook her body, and the shyness was hidden on the screen. Shivering incense wind, flowing jade, niches protecting the elves. Hundreds of delicate, all negative, these fragrant.
After the rain, the sun is slanting, the silver beads are rolling, and Yinghua is falling. Wet orchid paddle, invading green sleeve, plain hand smoke condensation. Leisurely up and down, water between the worms, is amorous.
Yu Feile rain falls at dusk
Fill in the words/Falling Snow
The sound of raindrops, white beads splashing into strings, and the terrace rolled like smoke. Swinging lake waves, urging han, blossoming delicate. Small bridge willow bank, hold a hand, fragrant umbrella leisurely.
It was nearly dusk, hazy, and my mind was suddenly thinking of Qingyan. A few days ago, it was not returned after the farewell. Beautiful scenery, acacia sentences, who and entanglement.
Text/PingShui meets
When the hot sun is empty, the green lotus is fragrant. Gaze into the sky. The pen contains stupidity, fill in a leap, ya rhyme who is the same. Ripples, idyllic feelings, pay Jiangdong.
The Purple Society meets, Pengshan sage, and the heart is kind and kind. He Huachen, presented fine wine, wishing heartfelt. Drone driving, Hugh asked each other, and achieved a lot of results.