Selected poems ｜ Snow Li Mei is open like a Xia, thousands of flowers are accompanied by wind and sand

"Huanxi Sand Summer"

Text/East City

It looks like the sun is steaming. The dust is soaked. The shaking fan is strong in the shade.

The sound of the cicadas on the branches was harsh, and the pond was stunned. The tea is half a cup of niche.

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"Fishing Songs · Putting Wai Lin"

Text/Star Non -Star

At the beginning of the rain, the cold cut was cut. Dry on the shallots in the forest.

The mountains are stacked, and the water flows. Listen to the birds and sing Cuifeng.

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"Seven Absoluteness. Sorrow two"

Text/small bridge flowing water

one

Xia Yu Xiaoxiao frequently deducted the window, and the blue makeup mountains began.

The soul moved by the column alone, accompanied by the clouds to the distance.

two

Suddenly there was no Linqiu in the mountains, and the water under the eaves was flowing.

Sitting in front of the window, add Wanxu, who is worried about who is?

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"Sky Rainy Night"

Text/East City

Sit a drink in front of the court. Yinyun wants to rain.

I still heard Xiaoxiao rain from the window, and wearing leaves still smells.

Mo hurriedly, and calmly. Wherever you meet.

In the middle of the night, the song was broken, and the candle was red.

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"Seven Must. Summer Night Roots"

Text/Ronin

Genhe in the summer at night, Xiushui Villa drunk old man.

Watching the wooden building watched Haoyue, Chang'e invited me to enjoy the palace.

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"Seven Morning Township"

Text/small bridge flowing water

Xiaomu crowded the gallery gauze, and the green fields of the green field.

Riding the wind, Liu Duyan, Man Wu sang and chanting Huahua.

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"farmhouse"

Wen / Zhang Jianping

Looking up at the sky, the summer smoke, Qingyang hunting Yiyuan Tian.

The wind is heavy and the mulberry branches are heavy, and the cooking song is near noon.

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"Mall Flood Infusions"

Wen / Li Yinbing

The rain curtain was hung at night, and the stream was in front of the stone tower.

Wuyun has not scattered clouds to cover the moon, and the heart is a few degrees of swallowing the disaster area.

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"Viewing the Equipment of the Bee to Type"

Wen / Li Yinbing

Dongfang Paiyai Liu Shengyan, Hua Zhengyan by the rose pool.

Sei Yan provoked outsiders, and the red tent danced.

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"Chifeng Red Mountain"

Text/cold air

Chifeng Chiling Chi Shishi, Mi Mingbo stirred the shadow.

Fo Xian is half the top of the cliff and mountain, and He was Hengzhongzhong.

Legend has it that the fairy has many things, the first dragon in China.

A few wets of residual Yangyan, Dan Qing couldn't paint red at this time.

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"Great Summer"

Text/cold air

One year was the summer, and Mo Shangcun was more fried.

Hohai Lake pond waves, rice and vegetable peach Li butterfly.

Cicada watched the willow, and the frog drum facing An and Tilian.

Although it is unbearable for the end of the summer, the tea is more tiger.

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"untitled"

Text/Waiting

Once suffered from hardships, I went through the vicissitudes of laughter.

The hateful Xiao wall was raised, and the disability went to love.

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"Five Laws"

Text/tears

The pool frogs are shade, and the ears are chaotic.

Qi waves are steaming Fangdian, inflammation.

Suddenly Lei Zu Ling, as a sea dragon.

Rarely cool, they must reach 10,000 gold.

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"Shuangshuangyan · Yongyan"

Text/Li Jiarong

The wind and green willow, blew to Qingming again, a year of fragrant scene.

Return to Junbird, always running side by side.

Fight for Jiangnan rain and cold, and the old courtyard and flowers are too awake.

Cross the door lightly, and quietly fell into the red dust.

Spring Sheng. Long air quiet. Seeing Washer, I want to wear flowers.

Jiang Chao urged late, and it seemed to faint last year.

The cutting spring light is heavy, and it is Cuiwei and the heart.

Whoever wants to be a yellow warbler is the painting beam Kan Yong.

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"Chaozhongjuo · Yanlai Yan to Spring and Autumn"

Text/Li Jiarong

Yan Lai Yan went to the spring and autumn, and he fell off the guests.

Listening to the sunset fishing and singing, the beauty gaze a few times.

Whoever presented me?

A round of Yaoyue, cloves are gentle.

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"Cai Sangzi • Guest Soul Lonely Jiangnan Road"

Text/Li Jiarong

The guest soul is lonely Jiangnan Road, and the spring twilight is residual.

Spring twilight flowers. Green waves are flat on both sides of the strait.

East and evil every year, fishing smoke in the water market.

Water market fishing smoke. Fang Cao is ruthless and more connected.

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"Where is Xingxi • Where is Apricot Flower"

Text/Li Jiarong

Where is the apricot flower? Tonghua rain in April.

Dynamic is still fascinated, afraid of only a few deep spring.

Fragrant candle embers, often photobuy yin,

From rain to Qingming, there is no basis for finding dreams.

Green Yang Fei. Go to Yu Chun.

Lonely leaning on the sculpture bar has won countless acacia.

Lilac hate, sending a song in the past,

In the oblique shine, we complained about the cuckoo, do not solve the words of people.

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"Eight Sounds Ganzhou · Division of Ancient"

Text/Li Jiarong

It is full of Chuanfang grass to be separated, and the sky is late.

For the pulse of the oblique Huihui, the Yanghua is 簌, and the blue water is leisurely.

There is even more sound, and he hates the lonely boat.

Changji Dongfengli, in the past.

Overlooking desolate, it is a general thing, and all kinds of sorrows.

Yingjiang Xia Weidang, Ye Yan Xia Tingzhou.

Back up, Jiashan Wanli, even more that, hate ancient times.

Xiaoxiang Road, Mo Deng's height, Mo Yi Empty Building.

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"Seven Absolute Title"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Frequent leaves flying flowers are true, green mountains and green water dreams before spring.

Why do you have to do your best on the road?

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"Seven Must -Gift Plums"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Planting it to Chumei, enjoying the hopes of the soft strip.

During the daily life, the branches appreciated Rui.

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"Seven Absolute · Sai Jinmei"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Xueli was open like a Xia, thousands of flowers were accompanied by wind and sand.

Lianpo was full of fragrance, lamenting the poet's proud flowers.

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"Seven Must -Winter Solstice Month"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

The red lips drink alone in the cup, and the thin guests are sorrowful.

If you do n’t like the uniform, you ca n’t give up, and the moon will be wandering tomorrow.

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"Seven Absolute · Huayan Leave Gift"

Text/Jiang Bo (Sichuan)

Shengyouhua opened the moon, and she sent a book with a jade girl.

Three cups of drunk stay in the New Testament, laughing and waiting for Bai Mei. "Wangyuan Xing"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Stepping on the journey, the wind and rain were shocked for half a life.

Pay attention to the baldness of the branches.

"Wanlichun"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Want to make the mountains and mountains thousands of miles away, and enjoy the flowers.

It should be noted that dreams are non -scenarios, and people must be serious.

"Groom He"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Swallows are busy with the ribbon.

Three Shengshi took the front fate, and made Bingxin a dowry early.

"Supreme Building"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Sijun stood on the highest building, looking at Yunshan Mu Shu.

I heard dreams in the middle of the night, and it turned out that I was in love.

"Crane Sky"

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Text/Tianya a tired guest

Fengyun changed the crane to the sky, and asked the year of Shenzhou.

Even though the granary is not full, Niuer lamented less farming.

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". Poetry friends continue to cultivate, poetry clubs have moved forward, constantly pushing out new, recommending excellent poems, producing high -quality poems, recitation of outstanding works, recommending poet works in various forms, let more people read excellent works, appreciate poetry culture, we are in we are, we are in Walking!

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