Chinese good poems • 香 中 ｜ Putting light boats in the red, there are clear caulkets, water, neck and cricket

名 芰 词, word name name. Taking Wan Yong Yong's "Lotus Lotus Xiang Xiaoxiang" as the main body, double adjustment ninety -eight characters, ten sentences in the first paragraph, and ten sentences in the second paragraph. There are also double -tone ninety -seven words, ten sentences in the first paragraph, and ten sentences in the second paragraph. Representative works include Zhu Dunru's "Lotus Fragrance · Jinling" and so on.

湘 芰 芰 小 小芰

Wan Yan Yong [Song Dynasty]

Xiao Xiaoxiang. The shadow of the sky is bright, and the waves are light. The daffodils are listed in green buildings. The blowing drizzle, ten hectares, and fragrant. People are in the center of water essence. The frost is fog, and the placket is cold.

Putting the light boats in the red, there is a clear water in the water, and the neck is stubborn. Cui Yin is dense, once looking at the blue room. The sunset is scattered, the far away is clear, and the leaf sounds. It is intended to do your best. Geyun was not broken, and the beam was flying on the moon.

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空 倚 倚 · · ·

Zhao Yifu [Song Dynasty]

Leaning in Qingkong. Love lake light, Lou Yingqing. The color silk golden crickets, the water beside the water meeting again. Huaisha people asked, two thousand years, with sour wind. Sao people sprinkle the ink fragrance. The love is to be stunned, and the elegance is loose.

In the sky, the puppets are five colors, and Qian is mixed with a vegetarian hand and is divided into sculpture. New Huan hates, and pays and sing children for a while. The sun is just right, and it is rushed to stay and take a hurry. It should be exhausted. Back to the whip with a smile, the moon hangs the dragon.

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芰 芰 (Jinling)

Zhu Dunru [Song Dynasty]

Far look for flowers. The wind pavilion was raining, and Yantu moved to the sand. Small Tikinle, the road embraces the peach leaf incense car. Drink with high accounts, according to the feathers, and obliquely late. The six dynasties are prosperous. The country surrounds the country, Qi San Yu Xia.

Helplessly respected the past thousands of miles, sighing where people are, and God. Strong heart, for fear of listening to the stack of drums. Jiang Fu's eyes were drunk, looking at Hao Miao, imagined. Qu ending tears wet pipa. Whoever helps go to the horse and will not save your home.

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芰 芰 (Mid -Autumn Festival)

Shi Hao [Song Dynasty]

Cross Hengtang. See the red makeup Cuijiao, the handle of the handle. Yue'e intentionally, Mu Yan accepted the silver shape. High -hanging in a round, and the same, clear light. The autumn is cool and cool. Lu Ningyu arms, the wind brushes the clouds.

Lao Tzu couldn't bear to sleep overnight, and took the Qingzun to a drink. Fortunately, there are unlimited treasures. Daqian world, quietly behind, Pu Xian Shifang. Yuanming does not damage. At a spiritual meeting, sitting alone.

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芰 芰 香

Zhongzhi [Song Dynasty]

Drunk eyes. The clouds were blocked, and Cheng practiced Jiangtou. Where does Haoyue tonight, no matter the Mid -Autumn Festival. Zhu Lan leaned over, and rains slightly and urged the dangerous building. The autumn wind sounds more. Do not dream, blow through Nanzhou.

Floating Xuan Window arrived at the same time, the mountains and the clouds were clean, and Jiangyuan Tianfu. Don't go to guest, the rogue is allowed to be worried. The ice wheel is good, solve me, the sky returns to boat. Why dance the singing voice. One chant, talking and laughing.

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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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