[Famous Poet] Chu Jia Chong Summer Poetry Selection

About the Author

The Chu family, whose real name is Li Xingwang, from Yueyang, Hunan. Member of the Chinese Poetry and Poetry Society, Executive Vice President of the Taihang Poetry Society, Senior Advisor of the Chinese Poetry Network, and the Chinese Poetry Forum. There are "Desire Far Collection", "Apocalypse" and so on. Published "Chu Family Yin Banknote".

Settlement

The cottage is surrounded by vermiculite, and Qingzhu leans on the sky.

Three innings for hospitality, chanting poems and wine.

The book reads from the window rain, and the fan shakes the moon.

Nostalgia in the mountains, Changan Dream has been gone.

Rice collection

Gao Shu cicada has hissing, no wind and sun inflammation.

Children pick up the spikes, and the peasant woman is waving the sickle.

People are thirsty and drink, bowing with waist bow sweat.

Golden rice grains with full car, smiling with eyebrows.

Watch the newspaper flood news

Heaven is like a leak, and the surname is looking at Xinyang.

The summer moon was like a fire, and the Jiangnan crops turned yellow.

Ken for half a year of sweat and paused as a Sichuan soup.

Reporting from Duoduo, the heart is the hometown.

Summer

In the severe summer, he was forced to see the mountains in the mountains.

Lin You Chan was left out, and the water was groaning.

Birds green yin cover, selling upsets.

In the nostalgia of the mountain, a few sunset came.

Lake shore sitting alone

Sitting in Nanhu, Wuyin Yueyang City.

The wind was sent to the city, and the waves were pushed.

Dust heart chasing birds, stone chairs fur the moss alliance.

A feather still pity me, and my wings were close to me.

Nanhu Night Walk

Yan Wei followed the night and listened to the sound of birds.

Seeing the three islands, Qiankun occupied one lake.

The diameter of the moss invaded the stone, and the frog was frightened.

The wind is obliquely thousands of rods, sitting at high reed.

Village night

After cooking, the crowboy was born, and Dongshan came out of the moon.

Poor village dogs were bored, and occasionally barking a few times.

Five heads on the dam

one

Xinlaiba is slightly cold, and the stars are planted.

I reached out a few more than a few years.

two

If the vast car escaps on the dam, the light ghost Naruto floats.

The wind outside the window was torn at night, and the four wild hungry wolf howl.

three

In the autumn and summer summer, the flowers are full of flowers, and you can see the feet of Qingmingyun.

In addition to the naturalization of Shuchen, the wind blowing the grass is suitable for sleep.

Four

The surrounding mountain shadow reduced the Xia Rong, and the bonfire was strong.

The banquet is long tone, and the spring breeze of peach blossoms.

five

The mountains of the mountains and drips are brought into a lake, and the Sanshui Yingying Qizao Pu,

Whoever knows is lonely, and the bathing day is leisurely fishing.

The tomb of Lulu Su is deep lock

The city corner was full of Artemisia, and the iron door was deeply locked.

After thousands of years of death, the cluster tree was still born in Daze.

Cross Street

Huajiao is old shadow, and the wind sweeps thick and yin.

The corner of the street was sitting under the cool branches, and the dream was free with the butterfly.

Cross the lotus pond rhyme

Dust was pacing Xiaochi East, and Bi Xiaowei marked to the evening wind.

The lotus frogs were three cuts, and the reed Puku arrow was sorrowful.

Drinking the heart of the sings, Liao handed the bell to think about it.

On the month, I went to the mountains to cast a half -sip, and the fate of He Shan was in the water.

Sit on the night

The vast stars are not as good as the moon, and the Yueyue is sitting in the mountains.

Do not live in the world of Honggou, there are horn Longzangzhuang Lake.

In a realm of meditation, the vanity is deep, and everything is tired.

The wind blows the stones like a bell, and the sound of the vastness is gradually galloping.

Xiaoman Riyun

Looking up in the city, the room was full of chaos.

Lou Rujian halberd's punishment, the star desire to hit the ground.

It is difficult to force the dragon to fight across the sea, and meet the old man.

The nine domains of the south wind blew, and the rice dumplings were emphasized outside the territory.

Night rain

The night rain was desperate, and the garden was deepened.

鼓 江 江 锉 锉 Chujiang Drum, Perak Wind urged iron horse forest.

The heavens and the earth became unpleasant, and the ghosts were noisy.

He dwells in the last days, and Hongye is faintly felt.

Pimple

The lotus pond palm duled soup, plum apricot pressed slope to cover Mohuang.

Yang Sui Flying Flowers Chongya Bi, Naruto Broken Night Village Wilderness.

The fluorescent light is particularly quiet, and the bamboo couch is overwhelmed by Chen Yue.

The fox ghost Weng's former boy was not, and the air -conditioned households stayed in Mingtang.

enjoy the cool air

The village head of the ancient willow thick yin cover, the four wild Yan noisy here is cool.

The cicada is listening to the song, and the wind shakes thousands of fans across the lotus pond.

The oblique tree will visit next week, sitting idle and stepping dog dreams.

After waking up, Weng's fairy tale fox ghost, was shocked to be close to Xiyang.

Hometown

The road turning to the old residence, the new bamboo shoots of the young pine are extremely Ling.

Konda Toyota Golden rice, the circle is noisy.

Brother Mo Dao is more white, and he will not leave the cultivation.

Today, when I want to return to the hometown, I have a net fish in the pond.

Available in the mountains

The skin is steaming in the summer and loves the wind.

Bai Lianfei was in Qian Die Waterfall, and Green Cloud cares about the alternate tide.

In the eyes, Tai Ying Shaoling is small, and the world's disputes are lit.

Yu Yu was so troubled with no dust, Xu greedy coolly folded the waist.

Mei Yu hate

Mei Yu fluttered at the beginning of the world, and the long street was used to seeing the mermaid.

Thousands of turtles at the bottom of the speed of the speed, the smoke building was soothing.

Whoever sent the dragon to do evil, but it can be slaughtered as soon as possible.

The son -in -law was hard to make up for the stone.

Rains

Mei Yu flew in June cold, and Dongting water rose into Han Man.

The floating boat gulls are chanting, and the weeping willow is fishing for thousands of rods.

Zhi Qingmei still hopes, envy the fish.

There are a few Jackie Chan House in Jiangshan.

flood season

The water of Dongting rose high, and the snow was covered with white smoke.

The gulls rushed to the flood of fish waves, and the anchor throwing thousands of Zen.

He Kanbolang, who was born in the old years.

Ten years of swallowing boats, who thinks about the dining table.

Night Tour Nanhu

The mountains of the mountains are at night, and the light lamps are overwhelming.

The empty bird's waves are brocade, or the dragon yin is getting fat.

Yiye came to Bai Yan, and lonely lost Jiangji for thousands of years.

Nanhu three -cutting look at it, and the fishing Martian dust returns.

Beyond the sky

Hongyu sold the depth of Xiamu, and the epidemic was overwhelmed. The rumors were ranging in the years, and the white cover was banned. Ask God's will, compassion, open the window but groaning the tree. When it was a small rain, it fell into the dust in the dust.

Summer Yan Yantang · Sitting night

Mo Siyeng, the long river is fighting, and it is cold at the beginning of the summer. Lin Luo Bird stayed, and the ghost fire fluorescence. When the Qing Dynasty, He Chengyi, borrowed the wind, seemed to be a grand. Only the distant city Guo, the micro lights are scattered, the dream is so huge.

The world is already vast, and he has been in Hongchen Bi Road and drowned to Tibet. Spit out the cream, stroke the frost. Pushing physics must be fun, the remaining returns, poetry wine is mad. Outside the white clouds, there was a cigarette rain, and the sun was a few degrees.

He groom · Yun San Qianfeng Bi

Yun San Qianfeng Bi. To the suburbs, the runoff of the waterfall, the Xia Xia fly. The thunder was rolling, and the electric flashing sky was like a split. Suddenly, Yaolin Qiong State. Looking like the star of the Qiankun, who asked Cang Sang to be able to match. First, who to play.

Xu Xinglang laughed at the wind, looked at the sky, Bai Yunshu rolled, and negatively. Yi Shi followed Zhou Meng, and suddenly reported to the guest. At the fall, the dragon was drum. Hand -resistant incompetence is over, and Xie Gongxuan is not seen when he dreams. If this is the past, it is not the past.

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