Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Ms. Feng Jinli, vice president of Hongyi Poetry Society and editorial board member of Yitian Yin Society, passed away on October 10 I went to Guangzhou Hospital at 18:32 on the 9th.
Feng Jinli is the youngest poet in the Nanshan music circle. She is in her 40s. She is the first person to open the "Women's Poetry Micro-Journal". She has a gentle temperament, a sunny mentality, and talents. She can be called the hope of the music circle. star. Her death is a tragic loss to the Shenzhen poetry community.
For this reason, this special issue is specially compiled to express our deep condolences and to express our remembrance.
A Collection of Poems from the Jingyun Poetry Society
In memory of the little poetic girl Jinli
Chen Yuhua
(1)
Things are different and people are not doing anything. I have never opened my mouth and shed tears.
Whoever comes at dawn will be drunk in the forest with frost, and the fragrance will fade away and the worries of a confidant will disappear.
(2)
Tears filled my eyes in memory of the poet sister, her voice and appearance were blurred after one farewell.
Since ancient times, beauties often have bad lives, so they write lyrics and sing to express their heartfelt feelings.
Deeply mourning for the poet friend Jinli
Wang Shuqin
Suddenly I heard Du Yu crying through the window, and I was so sad that my heart was broken and my eyes were filled with tears.
The smile is full of poetry, but the rhyme is difficult to carry.
In memory of comrade Feng Jinli
Pei Guanghua
The geese flew south in the drizzle, but Du Yu never returned despite his screams.
The green friend parted at a young age, and his posthumous work is beautiful and dazzling.
In memory of Feng Jinli
Cao Jin
The cold rain and autumn wind carried the wind, and the road to heaven was filled with dancing flowers.
The brocade poems are not finished yet, but it is a pity that they are blooming with youth.
In memory of Jinli Shimei
Dong Zhongxian
The drizzle falls one after another in the cold autumn, and the clouds move and the geese cry.
Once the beautiful shadow traveled in the sea of ??poetry, but today the plum blossoms are withered and the love will remain forever.
Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Wu Wenying
Reciting the chants and lyrics without caring, I gave up my love and went to heaven.
Du Yu’s voice calls out for fragrance, but only clear poetry will last forever.
In mourning for poet friend Feng Jinli
Zhao Derun
The world is impermanent, dawn and dreams fade, and the miserable wind and bitter rain add to the coldness.
Looking back and reluctant to say goodbye, why did Qingzhao forcefully invite me?
Linjiang Immortal · Mourning for Feng Jinli
Zhang Heping
Life is short for only a few decades, and the fragrance fades away and the jade is destroyed by the sky. By shedding clear tears on the Pearl River. Wanrong is still there, life and death are uncertain.
The beautiful lady died young, and the yin and yang looked desolate. The poems are beautiful and the words are colorful. The laughter and anger are still in my ears, and the wine is in my heart.
Mourning for the little poetic girl from the South
Liu Tianhua
(1)
In August, poems and praises were sung, and the bad news of the Double Ninth Festival burst into tears. cover.
Why did Yan Jun commit suicide? He calculated that there would be flowers everywhere in the chanting altar.
(2)
We have similar interests but we are far apart, and we have never met each other.
I fully expected to hear the good news, but I didn’t expect that the flowers would fall during the autumn festival.
Remembering Qin E? Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Meng Qingyan
The rain was hazy, the clouds were falling, and the geese were falling in a hurry. In a hurry, I suddenly heard that someone was leaving and the cold attic was empty.
Yisi is beautiful in Hongmendong, with light makeup and peach blossoms. The peach blossoms are red, the flowers are falling, and the wind is raging.
In memory of Ms. Feng Jinli
Li Zhili
(1)
After hearing the bad news, jade beads are sinking, and the sun and the moon are falling.
The golden osmanthus tears no tears and benefits the girl, Masuda Hiroshi is a young poet.
(2)
Sad to hear the sad news of the loss of Feng Jun, I mourn the talented woman in the poetry world.
The heart is most painful when gold and jade fall into the mud, and it is difficult to cut the root of pain with a sharp knife.
Deeply mourning for Shimei Feng Jinli
Chen Lan
I was shocked to hear the bad news and my heart was filled with sorrow, and the sound of peach blossom tears fell.
Looking at the river from afar and remembering the pain, I am an elite with an unyielding iron frame.
Deeply mourning for Jinli Poetry Friends
Ma Wanqin
The miserable wind and bitter rain washed the golden autumn, and the streams bloomed with flowers and hot tears flowed.
Poetry friends mourn with sadness, and the talented person never looks back.
In memory of the poet friend Feng Jinli of Shenzhen
Chen Houcheng
The biting north wind and the falling rain caused mourning in the south.
Why doesn’t God open his eyes and destroy a bright star in the sky of my poetry?
To calm down the storm? Mourning Feng Jinli’s poetry
Zhu Lingli
The sudden west wind is too unkind. The grass withered and the leaves fell miserably. There is a little bit of smile and voice. Confide. Blue sky and clear water breed souls. ?
The first time we met the lush leaves and the fragrance of flowers. Shameful. Step by step, the clouds greet each other from afar. Wearing light makeup makes you look beautiful. Heartbroken. The cloud hand flutters its sleeves and remembers Zhongming.
Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Zhu Lingli
The sad autumn wind calls on my sister, and the autumn rain is full of love.
The king of poetry and poetry passed by, tearing up his lungs and tearing his heart to send his sister off.
Deeply mourning for fellow poet Feng Jinli
Liu Defang
The bleak west wind swept across Kyushu, and the golden flowers were filled with tears and sorrow.
The King of Hell neglected his duties and issued decrees indiscriminately, and did not reward talents and ambitions.
In memory of Jin Li
Gao Junior High School
The Jingyun Poetry Group mourns the rhyme friends and can bear to listen to the sorrow and music.
Today, the crane has gone west, and the underworld has mistakenly recruited a pretty girl.
Mourning for the little poetic girl Jinli
Zhang Huilan
Just as she was waving the beautiful paper from the rafters, she suddenly heard the bad news and fell asleep.
Thousands of words can’t express the tears in my heart, and the grass and trees are filled with sadness and clouds.
Deeply mourning for poet friend Feng Jinli
Tian Yuhua
I was shocked to hear that Hongyi lost its flag bearer, and the cold rain turned into tears.
I bear the pain and bid farewell to my sweet sister, the clear light of heaven warms my heart.
In memory of Jinli
Gu Min
The heroic figure of the heroine reflects the blue sky, and the soul of poetry lingers across the world.
I can’t bear to watch the death of the Yin-Han poem star, but it still makes an earth-shattering sound.
In mourning for the poet friend Jinli
Wang Yonghui
The wind is bitter, the rain is sad, the clouds are dark, and I am climbing hard in my youth.
Why is the King of Hell even more ruthless, and the stars are falling from the altar in sorrow.
Shouyang Song? Mourning the talented woman Feng Jinli
Song Huiqing
Ode to the soul of the poem, the pen is strong, the brocade chapter, the weeping and cherishing of Yinghan.
The pearls sink and the jade dies with grief. Wonderful Qianque, beautiful words and sighs.
The voice is slow. In memory of the talented woman Feng Jinli
Song Huiqing
The poem is condensed with candle tears, and the rhyme is a tragic song, which still makes people cry when they hear the water. Full of talent and jealousy, sad and sad. The sound on the screen is filled with sighs, and the poems and writings left behind by Feng Luan are all gone. At this time, how can I bear to mourn the farewell of this talented lady? ?
I send you my deepest condolences. When people and cranes go, there are thousands of agarwood and apricot gardens. The beauty is beautiful, the ink is full of wonderful words, and the music is pleasant. The fragrant writing paper contains wise words, the elegant chanting is preserved, and the sentences are fragrant and clean. The shadow has not gone, but the voice and appearance are still there, and the graceful and graceful words are outstanding.
In memory of the little poetic girl
Li Xiuling
I can’t stop remembering the previous issue again, and the moonlight is like water floating before my eyes.
Where are the singers from last year now? The scenery is barely traced.
Explanation "Qianjian" refers to the 32nd issue of Jingyun Poetry Society's micro-publication Zan Jinli.
In memory of Jinli Shimei
Li Xiuyun
Life is so short, but I have fallen in love with heaven.
A mountain of poems and a sea of ??words float by, but only clear poems leave a dark fragrance.
Deeply mourning for fellow poet Feng Jinli
Zhou Yuhong
Tears flowed after hearing the bad news, and I have been sleepwalking across Nanshan since then.
I can't bear to give up my poetry and regret, but who can accept my empty chanting and melancholy.
Jinli goes well
Guo Aiying
Jinli Shipeng returns by the crane, and the colorful clouds in the fairy world chase after him.
He is a generous person who thinks broadly and is thoughtful and considerate of every detail.
The five chariots of learning and wealth pray for dreams far away, and the success of writing thousands of miles comforts the heart.
It’s hard to let go of Jingyun, how can you save yourself from Yaochi?
In memory of fellow poet Feng Jinli
Jing Guifang
I was shocked to hear the bad news and mourned in the quiet night, and the wind blew the elegy.
In memory of Jinli’s sad poem sacrifice, I hope that the flowers of poetry will bloom everywhere.
Deeply mourn the passing of poet friend Ms. Feng Jinli
Wang Minghe
The bad news is shocking and brings tears to the eyes, and the heroine of poetry has passed away early.
I send a pen to express my condolences and pay homage to the heroic spirit.
Containing mourning poems for sister
Du Huanyan
Tears flowed secretly when Jin Li passed away, but he did not talk about autumn.
Life is like a dream when we gather and disperse. When will we be able to eliminate the worries after saying goodbye?
Deeply mourning for Jinli Shimei
Yin Qiongxia
The autumn chrysanthemums on the branches have a sad color, and the flowers are blooming faintly in the mist.
I turned my infatuation into elegance, just waiting for my sister to come with Shuang Shuang.
Wan Jinli
Li Bisheng
A golden light fills the cold sky, removing dust, vegetation and debris.
Walking across the Broken Blue Bridge, I waved my pen with tears and chanted good words to pray for the safety of Jiuquan.
Li Tingyan. Shocking Autumn Thunder
Li Bisheng
Suddenly I heard the autumn thunder startled, the wind and rain were endless, the orchid and osmanthus swayed, the fragrant stamens died, everything looked like It's hard to think. Dare I ask you, Lord Heaven, if good and evil are clearly distinguishable? ?
The beautiful pens, brocade paper, and poems show great love among people. With wisdom, life is colorful. Who can compare with fellow practitioners? Looking through the sky, it's all in this mutual understanding.
In memory of Jin Li
Xu Bingyun
After the death of the poetic star, the sky became overcast, and the clouds and water wept with sadness.
Qingzhao’s kindness comes to you, who can keep Yu Bingxin?
In memory of Jin Li
Vice President of Jilin Poetry Society Lu Jiqing
A flower-like messenger walked to Quantai, taking away the poetry buds and planting them in the sky.
The stars are wrapped in pieces and go to Qingzhao, and the ice heart turns into a holy lotus and blooms.
In memory of Jinli Poetry Sister
Zhou Jianhua, former vice president of Bazhong Poetry Society
(1)
In the Mood for Love, talented and legendary The bad news is shocking.
The twinkling poetry stars in the southern sky are dead, and the grass and trees are full of sadness and not clear.
(2)
It is raining and windy during the flowering period, and the red fallen fragrance fades away the dreamy coolness.
The ice soul of the angel followed the crane, and the clouds were wet with tears of knowing each other.
In memory of Jin Li
Huang Yi, President of Buji Poetry Society
The autumn wind is bleak and the rain is falling, and there is bad news on the chrysanthemums.
Jinli has passed away now, and there will be no more kings in the poetry world.
Mourning for Jinli
Wang Ping, Vice President of Huayunxuan Poetry Society
The raindrops in the parasol trees are beating down the geese and they are wailing, and poetry friends are shocked to hear that the cranes are flying.
Since ancient times, who can live forever? Don’t be afraid of rising to the sun.
My deepest condolences to fellow poet Feng Jinli
Tao Chuchun, President of Lanfang Poetry Society
Why does a talented man encounter a monster just after he has just emerged from the grave?
No wonder thunder, wind and rain fall, and new stars fall and die.
In memory of Jinli, a poet friend
Jin Ri, the main teacher of Nanling Poetry Class
Jinli returned gracefully on a crane, and the falling flowers accompanied him in sadness.
There will be no illness after leaving heaven, and I can write poems and write freely.
Mourning for Jinli
Liu Huijuan, President of Huixin Poetry Society
Shocked to hear that Jinli passed away, the poetry community shared the grief for the loss of Lishu.
Why should we be afraid of disease that will destroy our body? Heaven still continues to chant pictures.
In memory of Jin Li
Hunan Writers Association Tang Guoguang
Asking why Qingsheng Qingzhao seizes love and forces her to be a neighbor.
When Jin Li bids farewell at a young age, who in the poetry world will not feel sad!
Mourning for Jinli
Chen Hui, President of Huayunxuan Poetry Club
The clouds tore through the rain, the black wind was violent, and the green envoy's uniform of Yingjun was swept away.
How deplorable is it that God forcefully recruits a general, but how pitiful is it that the underworld recruits a phoenix by mistake?
The calligraphy from the east is full of green, while the red plum blossoms from the west are fragrant.
Winning the beautiful scenery in the poetry world, the high art will last for a long time.
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Deeply mourning for Ms. Feng Jinli
Konggu Youlan, deputy secretary-general of the Buji Poetry Society
A talented woman who has long been admired in the music world and whose virtues Xinyu cleanses life.
I was shocked to hear that the ice soul of the crane was gone, and I took the chrysanthemum to see it off with sadness.
In memory of Ms. Feng Jinli of Shenzhen Yitian Yin Society
Deng Gaopeng, President of the Fengxin Poetry Association
The talented poet was as charming as an orchid, but in her youth she met a cruel demon. .
The qionghua falls and scatters with the clouds, and the autumn wind here feels even colder.
In memory of Jinli Poetry Friends
Vice President of Mulan Poetry Society Ling Xiaofeng
The autumn moon, autumn clouds and autumn water weep, and the poetry star rides on the crane and never returns.
There will be no sorrow in heaven forever, leaving behind a glorious legacy.
Mourning for Jinli Poet Friend
Li Shitong, Vice President of Buji Poetry Club
Tears filled my eyes when the bad news came, and the music world lost a great hero.
Yi Anwan invited Yaotai to wish him a happy welcome in heaven.
In memory of Master Feng Jinli
Chief Editor of Lanfang Poetry Society Yang Donggui
A branch blooms in full bloom, but it is unbearable to hear the scattered branches.
Last night, tears poured down the chanting altar, and there was no one in my heart.
Deeply mourning for Jinli Poetry Sister
Li Chunyan, President of Yiyuan Poetry Club
(1)
He Xixiang, the Green Messenger , the bad news broke my heart.
From now on, there will be no disease in heaven, and I can compose poems freely and freely.
(2)
The angel of chanting altar went to Yaotai, bringing a piece of poetry and jade.
With the help of his long companion Yi An, the ice soul turned into a holy lotus and bloomed.
(3)
The beautiful years are full of talent, but the wind destroys flowers and willows.
The poetry star and jade fall on the altar and weep, and the green tree contains the sorrow of the lost phoenix.
In memory of Jinli Poetry Friends
Gan Xiaohua, President of Gangxia Poetry Society
I was shocked when I first heard the bad news, so I asked a close friend to visit you.
Yesterday the chanting altar was still chanting, but today the jade is full of tears.
In memory of Jinli Poetry Friends
Yu Jieping, Vice President of Fangyuan Fengyun Poetry Society
For whom does the quiet cinnamon fall, and the soul of the poetry garden is filled with tears.
The golden words are sought by the crane and go away, and the brocade pieces are left with the rhyme and sound of the world.
Mourning for Jinli Poetry Friends
Zhang Yanyi, President of Xiangjing Shaoyin Poetry Society
Spring should be chasing flying clouds, but unexpectedly the evil spirits are stepping on them.
The broken flame chanting lantern made everyone cry, and the immortal soul of the famous lady turned into a fairy.
Deeply mourning for the poet Feng Jinli
Fang Jian, Vice President of the Yiyuan Poetry Society
The heavy rain suddenly caused a chill, and the poet's tears turned into river turbulence.
The abominable cancer is showing its claws, but the King of Hell has no choice but to order death.
The obituary of Feng Shu Guhe shocked the public in Shenzhen.
Take care of yourself on the way to the west. Singing rhymes and reciting lyrics will make you feel at ease.
In memory of Feng Jinli
Blue Poetry Society Autumn Reality
In the cold autumn, we shed tears and rain with all our love, and lamented the death of stars in the poetry world.
It’s a pity that you passed away on a crane in your youthful age. I prayed with sorrow to see you off.
Midnight Song? Mourning for Jinli Poetry Friends
Zhao Huaiqing, President of the Fengxin Elderly Poetry Society
The young flowers return to the immortal place, and now they fly to the heaven with the rhyme of poetry. If Qimeng comes again, can we still be together?
There is pain left in the world, drifting far away from Penglai***. From now on, I listen to the cuckoo's song, and I feel sad and benefit the fields.
Mourning the Talented Women during the Double Ninth Festival
Lai Weizhou, President of Xingguang Poetry Society
A wisp of green smoke enters the sky, and the extraordinary world enters Qiong Yao.
On the Double Ninth Festival, rhymes are sung, and the sky and the earth are flying with jade and arrogance.
In memory of the poet friend Ms. Feng Jinli
Zhou Yangfu, President of the City Poetry Society
A heroic and talented woman, young and prosperous with a bright future.
The wind, bitter rain, poems and stars are dying, and the grass and trees have a sad sound.
Gold and profit go well
Gao'an Poetry Society Tan Jianping
The golden verses are always fresh and diligently cultivated, and the spring and Autumn period are written with sharp pen.
Do you have any regrets when you leave? It makes my colleagues shed tears secretly.
Tears flowed when I heard the bad news, and Jinli returned from his journey to the west.
Don’t call the talented girls from Yaochi to spend time with the Queen Mother and write poems to accompany you.
Recalling Qin'e·Mourning Jinli Poetry Friends
Shanggao Poetry Society Chen Dejin
The autumn moon is startled, and a thunder shakes the sad saying. Sadness said, Hanjiang wept with blood, and his eyelashes filled with tears.
Strong love, gold, and wealth make people popular, and talents value friendship, heroes, and heroes. A hero, in his prime, travels far away and mourns.
In memory of Jin Li
President of Yitian Yin Society, Feng Lihua
A beautiful life is blooming, like a flower falling and breaking the heart.
Yi Anzhao went to Yaotai with him, and his clothes were full of tears in the world of mortals.
Jinli Shimei rests in peace
Feng Lihua, Vice President of Nanshan Yintan
The soul of love is deep and the friendship is deep, and the Yunyuan is a close friend.
My heart is broken when I hear the bad news, and my eyes are filled with tears as I type the keys.
Mourning for Jin Li
A stroke from the vice president of the Great Wall Poetry Society
I was surprised to learn that the poet went away on a crane, and a flower withered in the chanting altar.
The fragrant soul reflects the moon in Yaochi, and the clear light adds to the jasper hairpin.
In memory of the passing of Feng Jinli
Secretary General of the Fengxin Poetry Association, Zhao Xiyou
The bad news came with thunder, and it was difficult to express the sadness.
The poems and essays of the friends of Zhuixin Society are here, but it is sad to look at the south sky.
In memory of Jinli Poetry Friends
Jing'an Poetry Society Yanyu Lingyi
I often lament that life gathers and disperses in a hurry, but there is endless joy in the words of divine friendship.
The leaves in the orchid pavilion are dreaming, and the news is destroying the flowers and the lingering wind.
How can the world eliminate dust and change bones? Yucheng may not be immortal.
Bing Xinhui’s qualities should be taken into consideration, and the poems of women should be rhymed with red.
Poetic Friends of Jinli
Wu Wangbiao, former deputy director of the Propaganda Department of Fengxin County Party Committee
The autumn wind is surrounded by chrysanthemums, and the heroine returns home riding a crane.
There will be no regrets in going to Huangquan, and the poems will always accompany Xia Fei.
My deepest condolences to Ms. Feng Jinli