Selection of Luo Guoyong Poetry (3) -The mountain high vomiting day, Hai Bi Miao Yang waves

About the Author:

Luo Guoyong, a native of Hengnan, Hunan, was born in June 1983. Freelance, poetry lovers. His works are scattered on "Red Leaf Micro Web", "Man Ting Fangyuan", "Chinese Poetry Network", "Today's Headline", "Poetry and My Love" and other network platforms.

Hopes

Huang Xunming Bi Ji, the colorful forest.

Silent Mountain Wengyu, Tianhe is the deepest.

Jiezizhou

Pingchou is in the water, and the egret steps on Qiao Ke.

The twilight is late, and there are many fis beaches.

Yumu Mountain

Heng Yuegen was in the same way, and Ling Lingyu Mu Mountain.

The ancestral city prays for Ze Ze, Yunqi locks meditation.

Under the pilgrimage flying peak, the flowers and green roads.

The name of the red pine is simple, and the Yayuan Yinshu is also returned.

Xunliao Bay Overlook

What is the time to win? There are many old dreams.

The mountain is high, and the sea is bright.

The Ling Table has been chanting for the year, and the light of the light.

Huizhou invited Jun couples to recall Jiu Dongpo.

You Nanyue Second

Feng Chongxiao gave birth to purple qi, and the yin became fantasy.

The leisurely flowers were shocked, and the feathers were sleeping.

Walk to the jungle for forgetting Liu Ru.

The dust is not stained in the air, and the clouds are cloudy.

Hill

I couldn't bear to listen to the rain of the head of the rocky head in the forest.

Although Shanshan flower adds rotten, the peaks are dizzy.

See Huaihua Kai

Who has a few flowers in spring, and Qiongxue and green clouds are oblique.

Xiangxiang Fei San stayed in the traveler, and was waiting deeply.

New lotus

At first glance, the branches welcomed Xia Meng, and the light makeup was so good.

The most pity of the blue leaves is like a lid, and the sound of pearls is scattered.

Dry

The decline but the shadow is still oblique, and the red reduces the sale of jasper.

Xiao killing Qiu Lai was tight and rainy, and the residual makeup fell into the half -flowers.

One cut Mei Guan Shaoguan Leisure Book

Go to Shaoguan Jingjia. Qing Lan Liuyun, Jubiyuya. Danxia is all outside Nanhua Temple, traveling with things, and laughing at Gan Tea. Dongguan made a living as a traveler. The labor is poor, and the word is more blocked. When I was in my free time, I was like a numbness.

Recalling Jiangnan · Feng Xinyu

Every new rain, the smoke willow is soft. On the embankment, the beautiful oil paper umbrella, Jiang Xinyu's small flat boat. Drunk dream midstream.

Small Powers · Early Charity of Summer Rural meets the old man

Tao Zihong, Li Zihong, met in the past, met the old man. Tens of thousands of villages. Happy Nian Feng, wishing Nianfeng, like drinking Ganlin's warm wind. Zhuang Yan was shocked.

Langtao Shaling • Humen sales of smoke ponds

Bihai tide, the past. Who commented on the sales of smoke. In modern times, he has a dream of dreams, and he has done his name. Autumn water diarrhea is clear, wonderful. The good time is good. The old site of the stone monument was shocked to look back.

Wanghai Chao • Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao Greater Bay Area

In the old Silk Road, the portal of Nanbin, the bustling years are leisurely. The businessmen came, the gentry and the people went, and the way to admire the front. Canghai sighs. Saying ancient and modern things, who would pay for Changzhi? The dream map is strong, and Hao Ran is a square. Kunpeng hit the water. Looking at Qianfan, hundreds of times are fighting. The fog and the clouds, ride the wind and waves, and exhibit Hongye in the prescription. Since then, Spring and Autumn. Growing up the song, no Xianzhou. It's good at the world, and the bottle is full.

Tima Cai Sangzi · Guan Shenzhen Light Show

Pengcheng Yaoyao Palace scenery, full of Qionglou. Ni Man Qionglou. The warmth is frequent, looking at drunk. The stars are bright flowers, and Ruizhen Qingyu. Ruizhen Qingyu. Xiang Liangchen and Better Black.

Xiangxiangzi · Village

Birds return, in front of Chaoshu Village. Pillow -leisurely clouds, still in love with sleep. In the dream, the taste of the twilight. More pine forests, ponds rain, Shixiquan. The north window is trivial, and the south building has a good taste. New words are intended to be in the eyebrows. The wine is drunk, and the year of Hua Hua. Watch the Confucianism and Taoism, chase Zen, wash the dust.

Recalling Qin'e Yiyang Pei Gongting

West wind is cold, Pei Gong recite the Buddha's long sky. Long sky, the name of the white deer, stopped listening to Yong. Bird crying flowers clear cups, Xia Pei Ancient Temple's residual clock. The residual clock is large, the smoke wave cloud tree, cutting the river boat.

Manjiang Red · Silk Road

Desert smoke, camel ringing, long river sunset. Weichengmu and Liuqiao are divided into tongue, Shuo Feng Xiaoshe. The ancient road Huangsha shocked the geese, and the dark clouds flew to the snow. Over the Hanhai, the older things are thousands of years, and they are groaning. Open the train, Xing Trade. Repair the railway, even the Western Regions. Praise the strong and prosperity of China. Everyone applied for good efforts, and the country's rejuvenation was good. Spring Man Garden, building dreams to build strange merit, new and new.

(Part of the picture is taken from the Internet)

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