Chinese good poetry • Cuilou Yin ｜ Yue Leng Dragon Sand, Dust and Clear Tiger Fall, this year Han Yan was given

Author:Sleeping poems Time:2022.09.18

Cui Lou Yin, the name of the word cards, began in the Southern Song Dynasty, with a bell. Fixed with Jiang Yan's "Cuilou Yin · Yue Leng Dragon Sand". Double adjustment of one hundred and one character, eleven sentences in the first paragraph, six rhymes, and twelve sentences in the second paragraph seven rhymes. The main representative works include Huang Zhijun's "Cuilou Yin · Yueyue Wild" and so on.

Cuilou Yin · Chunxi Bingwin Winter

Jiang Yan [Song Dynasty]

In the winter of Chunxi Bingwin, Wuchang Anyuan Loucheng, Liu went to the non -friend of Liu, and showed his wisdom. I went to Wuchang for ten years.

Yue Leng Dragon Sand, the dust and tiger fell, this year Han Yan was given. Newly turning the hub, listening to the felt curtain Yuan Rong Ge blowing. The floor is high. See the threshold, the rush is red, and the eaves are flying green. People are beautiful, the flavor is blown down, and the night is cold.

There should be words fairy here, plain clouds and yellow cranes, and games with Jun. The jade ladder stared for a long time, sighing Fangcao Qianli. End of the world. By wine to clear the sorrow, spending a heroic qi. Outside Xishan, come to roll in the evening, a curtain autumn.

Cuilou Yin Bingchen February Flower Coincident the Spring Equinian Society to remember it

Yang Fangcan [Qing Dynasty]

Spring is divided, and the flowering period has just arrived, and it is also on the Xiaogu Village Club. Shao Guang is good to see, asking where, it is best to write.

Youth Youye. Remember the grass pond, bump money pavilion. Atomic. The former dust is like a dream.

Provoked. Thousands of sorrows, waiting for Shuangyan to return, complain about his love. The flower tip is cold, and it is still not put, and a branches of Hongya.

Spring soul wants to turn. Gradually hair combing, Liu Mei smoke painting. Night. And pour the wine, the moon waves have the same diarrhea.

Cuilou Yin Yanyu Tower

Xue Shiyu [Qing Dynasty]

The shallow dragonfly, hidden deep, green waves around. Fangchen's overlook, how much, the flute and drum.

Yiyan Yiyu. The rain disappeared, and it was also fun. Ni Shibu. Only in the suburbs, the distant mountains are added.

Sunwoman. Ascending the eyes, I felt that my body was clear, and I wanted to complain. One official sits in the town, competes for famous victory, desolate.

The foundation. Ask the earth platform, several people support it. Banquet. One lake is spring water, full of clear sky.

Cui Lou Yin · Soul Qiqi

Huang Zhiyi [Qing Dynasty]

The moon is ridiculous, and the flowers seem to be the most unmanned place. The railing is fragile, and it is shocked and crying.

What is the drift. It seemed like a trace of trace, blowing away due to the wind. There is no evidence. I want to break, the sour rain on the road.

Sunwoman. Miao Miao worried. Consciously sells it. Don't be affectionate. It is far away from the Chunyin Building, entering the smoke willow, and Ying's whispering.

Lianjiang Tree. I would like to make some fragrance and stick to Lang. Can you stay. Only the worries are light, and it turns into a flying floc.

Cuilou Yin

Jiang Dunfu [Qing Dynasty]

Langjiao autumn red, the curtains are rainy, and the groaning Yuyan flowers are thin. Smart ice and snow -like, better than under the forest and high wind.

Luo window clearing. The new eyebrow leaves are new, and the two moths are condensed. After the flute blows. Cai Yan flew down, and six baht was cold.

It should be Yao Xiong Si, Wuyi Gate, Suo is still. Gong sadness and pity, even more than ten acres of orchids.

Sky cuff. Leaning the green bamboo Xiao Xiao, the green plum. Wandering for a long time. The light yellow fiber moon, when the light is on the light.

Cuilou Yin

Wen Ting style [Qing Dynasty]

Shima sinks, silver is covered with the sea, who is the mourning? Seeing Daji and Wind Sanda. Yuanlong lying. It was cold -eyed, unforgettable. Nothing. Cold gray and cold, laugh at Jiang Zuo.

A stubborn, can be able to go to Liaocheng, it is not as good as a hand, try Mei Duo.更苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕苕. Mending me today. Just brush the sword star cold, and the bottle flowers are appropriate. Qinghui fell. Looking at the poor Yantu, counting star fishing fire.

Cuilou Yin on March 15th Tiger Qiu is the scenery

Chen Weisong [Qing Dynasty]

The peach blossoms, the eggs are green, and the early smoke is drunk. The scenery was changed day and night, and it couldn't be changed, Wu Gong Luo Qi.

Millennium domineering. There are only Yingshan houses, crow crying water temples. That year. The old trees of the cliff can be recorded faintly.

Ye Li. The cluster team became a group, with insects and insects, and skirts fluttered. The moss of Jianchi is black, the more it looks and the bright makeup.

Private vow in front of the Buddha. Afraid of chaotic water, the sunset died. With the hope, the five lakes are clear and cool, and the sky is endless.

Cui Lou Yin Yonglie Women Guan's

Li Bingling [Qing Dynasty]

The ground is old, and the sea is dry. This situation is difficult to die. Qi Mei is old, who is expected to have a steep.

Memory is deep, tear marks are washed. There should be no regrets. Huang Quan Bi Luo, pursuing the two places.

Sunwoman. Crying the cuckoo, a ray of early souls, and then returned. After the grand festival, the female virgin flowers and the history of fentong.

Kun Wei is righteous. It seems that the ancient well clarified, and the waves could not afford. Sing some. Matsura and cypress, setting a life.

Cui Lou Yin Qi Chunxin

Wang Yanyun [Qing Dynasty]

Regardless of spring, wicker rogue, reported by the spring letter. In a few days in the New Year, it was more exploring and flowering.

Window Mei Yao asked. It is expected that the moss is a little bit, and the biography is inch. Who knows, Bi Tao opened, Liu Lang did not save.

Hate. The flowers are in a hurry, afraid that there is no red for three days, and the green yin will be formed. Begonia is petite, and first takes advantage of Dongfeng to bet.

Good spring is endless. It is not as good as this year, and it is secretly helpless. At the bank of Shaquan and Spring, Ye Lei was shocked.

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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