[Yuexi famous master chant summer] Ye Qingcai volume

Ye Qingcai, pseudonym Ye Jing, Wu Ye, a native of Yuexi County, Anhui, a lecturer in Anqing Dabieshan Science and Technology School. Member of the Chinese Writers Association, Chinese Prose Society, Chinese Poetry Society, editor -in -chief of "Yuexi Poetry", deputy editor -in -chief of "Chinese Contemporary Poetry". It is authored with seven essays "Single Festival in Autumn" and "Blue Blue Blue", and one poem collection "Rain Lulu Poetry". In 2009, he won the Literature Award of the Anhui Provincial People's Government.

Early summer small scenery

The rural areas are green in April, and the wheat rain seedlings are half uniform.

Luli Qingzhi Cicada makes rhyme, cattle kiss birds and birds loved ones.

Tour Qianshan Matan

At the time of standing in Xia Lingying, he wanted to make Qingtan as a pond.

Poetry dipped in the dive wind, and wrote it as a barefoot.

To W

One heavy rain and heavy thunder, the dark clouds piled up in the bottom of the heart.

After Sanchun, the summer, no one saw the flowers back with me.

Big lake

Come to enjoy the lake and the light is different, and the herons fly to the reed.

The big lake talked to me, and I was in the summer with Dahu.

Yokotang Xiaoju

Love is difficult to tailor.

Yurunhexiang drew a new painting, and the old man came from the wind.

Yu Yan invited friends to rush before

After the holiday, you can listen to Qianxi, stop and stop.

Yun was white from Guoling, and the mountains to Liwan hugged the trees.

Libu Questions

Mo Yichun went to hundreds of flowers, and he was happy to find the forest.

The plum is sour, and the turtle dove calls for the rain.

Feng Qianmai has a new spike, and the water is covered with green fields.

The downturn is not good at Xinxia, ​​and will always be on the Hong Ni.

Send Xixi Poet

The white dream in front of the water rock, Huang Yan cried in Zijin 瓯.

Xiangshan Yangyu is green and green, and the golden needle of the village is golden.

The fog floated to Duori, and the stream used to be Shuzhou.

Teazhuang invited the guests to drink the guests, and planned to make a breeze.

Old friends gathered in a hurry

In the second year, I have not forgotten the light, and the summer heat is cool.

Da Green and Yin hid the lungs, and the guests of Yicheng gave fragrance.

The birds are in Chu, and the drum shocks the forest.

The golden bottle was empty and sighed, and invited to drunk the Yangtze River in August.

Xi Chong's whistle

Xichong looked at the rain, and the smoke was green.

There is no idle bird in the villa, and the green branches have the window.

The new melon is tender in the Dragon Boat Festival, and the hometown of Lin Lin was urged.

Love the wishes of the red dust, the emperor under Baiyun.

Dragon Boat Festival Lake

Ling Winter Flowers Xie Mai Chuyao, standing Duanyang's hometown.

The birds still smell the branches up and down, and the cloud towels seem to be in the middle of the water.

The green grass wind on the garden is tube, and the green buckwheat rabbit is trying to taste.

Qu Zi Ge stopped the old puppet, and Liu Si was scattered as a long fishing silk.

Ancient City

A head of the ancient city, the deep stream fell.

The horizontal horn was raised, and the Voldemort skirt covered the summer.

Fifty thousand years ago, Pengli, three thousand dumplings.

The pine flowers are full of Brahma, and the eight battalions have remembered the New Year.

Recalling the parents of the two parents

Recalling that the summer solstice of that year, the parents had slept for a few times.

The base fertilizer sprinkled the seedlings and green, and the wheat field turned the wind and the wind.

It is not as good as the autumn after the autumn, and the labor is not broken.

Mengfei's son is like a branch of the arrow, and the two crossbow bows and a string.

Bid

Hongfu gently swept the dust, and the dragonfly explored the cause.

The brushwork between the knife was spilled, and the cliff was less inquiry.

The momentum of the momentum can destroy the Chu, and the career dares to be shocked.

The person in the flowers is not a thin person, and it is already in Yantian.

Plum rain

The plum tap was knocked, and the rain forced Jiangzhou to be afraid of the tide.

100,000 迎 鳙 鳙 welcomes the water, and the two or three crickets are long and long.

The wheat field is newly inserted and the seedlings are straight, and the clouds are gently shifted and green.

The axis is beaded and hangs the wild, and it is also drifting in May.

Dingwo · Village April

In the middle of April, the gardenia fragrance fluttered. The egret flew into a little bit, splendid. The rural scenery is in agriculture and rural areas.

The cultural wall hangs colorful painting, shocked, and the eyes are full of new winds. In the golden carp pond, Yiyi made a cricket, welcoming guests, and the noodles were like begonia red.

Break the Runxi Sand · Lixia Hi -hiking

Shui Bishan is incense, and the new village is looking back at Lu back to the pond. Drag me into Sangzi, soaring.

Wanli Yun Tianlian Cui Mang, Qiancun Tower calls Chaoyang. Green fields of green fields are green eyes, and they are 徜.

Huanxi Sand · Tianyi Festival

The long rain disappears and the dampness is not light, and the section of the day is looking forward to Qingming. The sun was grabbed by Xuan Pavilion.

Wind touching ear wheels, like ordering, Caiyi taste is dingling. Nancheng turned to Beitoucheng.

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