( 1)
Frost withered Lan Zhi overnight, when the liver and intestines were about to burst.
I can't bear to see my friends divided into two generations, and tears are hard to stop from pouring out of my eyes.
Have a pure heart, a poetic spirit and a good teacher who is loyal to the liver.
Xiaoying has gone with the clouds, and the sound of spring is still disappearing year after year.
(2)
You are very talented, but you have never fully opened your arms in your life.
Where are the flowers that fell from the water? If the bamboo dies, the tung tree and the phoenix will not come.
The ink at the bottom of the pen is like a dragon and phoenix dance, and the poem at the end of the paper is like a Chinese orchid cut.
Poetry in the positive period is fruitful, so why not cultivate Li Taihou in the shadow?
(3)
Happy for many years, both a teacher and a friend.
But if you write heaven and earth with innocence, you will draw love as Kun.
A thousand years' difference in voice, appearance and smile makes a day of laughter and pain.
From then on, the poetry world should avoid dawn, and it is difficult to mention spring again.
-Ma Zhongwei
Wan Xiaochun
The dawn is red, which proves that poetry is full of rhyme.
When the spring is dark, when Yunling falls to England.
Cheng Dichao mourned.
Mourn Xiao Chun's Poet Friends.
Zhou Chongwen
Fang is waiting to try his hand and show his skill in this life.
But suddenly people and people are separated. I was shocked to hear that!
Mourn for Mr. Huang
Song's poem, Jia Lianxiu's sentence swings in the ear;
In spring, the case of Yixing's true feelings was born.
-the younger generation swims high and mourns.
Mourn for Huang's poetry friends
Song jicun
Cultivating peaches and plums and pulpit, calligraphy and poetry are called models.
In the cold winter, I heard thunder and tears came from bad news.
Mourn Xiao Chun's Poet Friends.
Xu runmei
Flowers bloom and fall early, and there is no sorrow in the poetry garden.
Say goodbye to you with tears today, there is no more yellow in the class!
Mourn Xiao Chun's poetry friends and book friends.
Yao qien
Poetry has tears, tears are not dry, and the soul of poetry turns tears into liver and intestines.
Once endowed with three spring waters, the ink became immortal when he died.
Mourn Xiao Chun's Poet Friends.
Yang Qun Wang Yilin
Incredible bolt from the blue, the poetry garden is reluctant to break the golden branch.
It's just the spring breeze. I haven't heard wonderful new poems since then.
Send yellow
Ordinary gold
Students leave at the end of January.
I hope the underworld can sing a happy song.
Mourn Xiao Chun's Poet Friends.
one
Fang is waiting to try his hand and show his skill in this life.
But all of a sudden, everyone is separated, and I am shocked to hear that my friends are mourning!
two
The voice is still there, and mourning always hurts.
It is difficult to sleep at night, and the screen window is like silver.
Mourn for Huang's poetry friends
Sun Jiyun
The classroom is my occasional neighbor, and I know Xiao Chun between classes.
Laughter is unrestrained, and poetry is pure.
Running around in the club is very tiring, fighting for teachers, friends and relatives.
Riding a crane at a young age will damage Ma Jiajun.
Mourn the talented woman Xiao Chun.
Yao
The crane raised a poem circle to shock everyone, tearing his liver apart and wailing.
The sky is frustrated and the plum blossoms are broken, and Luodian is sad and tearful.
Frost flowers cover the dangerous road, and clouds cover the elite in the garden.
There is no trace in the distance, and the rhythm deliberately shakes the tinnitus.
Wan de Shi you
Text/lakes and mountains
The bad news from the sky shocked me, and now impermanence is disturbing my heart.
Fallen leaves (crying), autumn and yellow against dawn.
Mourn for Huang's poetry friends
Zhu Zhiming
Talents are jealous, so they take Cambodia to Yaochi.
Re-emphasizing the temple with the Queen Mother, splashing ink and writing lyrics.
Wan de Shi you
Zhong (Yunnan)
A bolt from the blue is far from the world of mortals, and the bad news makes the gods cry.
The catkins are sad and tired, and the plum blossoms are new.
Ginkgo biloba in Xiao Xiang looks for no shadow, and the rhyme dyes Linquan to cross Tianjin.
Style and spirit are like dreams, and Zhang hates that life is born true.
Wan de Shi you
Yang Baisen
In winter, cherry blossoms spit out beautiful spring scenery. Why are the branches broken by snow?
I wish I couldn't talk every day, but I heard rhyme friends bury flowers.
Mourn for Xiao Chun
outer city wall
Start on the big stage of life, but envy talents.
Quiet poetry, water is far away and mountains are high.
Mourn for Huang's poetry friends
Cao Liping
Why can't the world stay forever? It hurts to die young!
The poet and beautiful girl hurried away, and my generation sang a solo!
Embedding a name to mourn the death of Mr. Huang
Text/Lotus Town Autumn Rhyme
The sad cry of the yellow bird has passed the spring, and the old rhyme of the poetry book is faint.
The jade in the literary world damages the winter knowledge, and the beautiful pen cloud is missing one person.
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The second mourning for Xiao Chun's poem Sister.
~ Buyun Ma Zhongwei Teacher-Tang Aiping
Why the frost destroyed it when I was shocked by the bad news.
Strike rhyme and fight, repair Li Peitao's frost dyed silk.
A talented woman loses all her friends, but a good teacher loses a lot.
Yin and yang are separated by poetry, Yao Miao sentence.
Preface to "Poetry Friends"
Ma Guoqing
Oh! Xiao Chunying died young. I don't believe that you can't enjoy your old age because of Xiao Chun's talent, talent, feelings and benevolence. What is the cruelty of heaven and the injustice of creation? I cried when chatting with Feng Shi, and the poem said:
Suddenly, I was shocked by the bad news. Why did God lose Yu Ying?
Over the years, I have been practicing rhyming in the window, and I have also explored poetry several times in my home.
I'll never forget a teacher-student relationship after deep cultivation.
Why don't people live forever? Heaven asks, turn thunder into thunder.
Mourning Xiao Chun's poem "Sister"
The bad news suddenly came from Silverscreen. Why should God avoid talents?
You were invited by the Queen Mother. Yaochi teaches the way to show charm.
Teacher bu mourns the first rhyme of the poem.
Li Guang An Yukun? 202 1. 12.438+0. Do it on Tuesday.
Fortunately, Yin and Yang are Lan Zhi, whose blood and body are at five or seven o'clock.
Two generations have no way to learn literature, and they shed a thousand tears in an instant.
The situation in life is really poetic. I used to be a good friend and teacher.
Xiaoying can't go far, and the sound of spring will last forever.
Mourning Xiao Chun's poem "Sister"
Yang (surname)
When I first heard the bad news, it was like thunder. I felt sorry for Xiao Chun leaving by crane.
Hate the sky and envy the English, and youth will thank the world for pity.
Mourn for Huang:
Shuai Yuan Zhong
Xiao Chun's poet friend died young. Shocked by the bad news, it caused grief. You are eager to learn and see more poems. Your diligence, agility and originality. Your style is faintly reappearing. Your masterpiece, circulated in poetry. I write a little poem, and I mourn it.
Wan de Shi you
Li Qionghua
The sound is everywhere, and Xiao Yue's breeze is like a dream.
Sao rhyme lasts forever, and spring mountains and Yunnan waters read poems.
Mourning Xiao Chun's poem "Sister"
Suddenly I heard the sad news of heartbroken, and my eyes were full of tears when I sacrificed my soul.
Unforgettable smile and sit, thinking of walking side by side with mountains and rivers.
Julian touches the jade spring, the true meaning of dancing the phoenix and the dragon.
The delicate body has great love, and the fire of inheritance is hard to stop.
Ruan langgui The weeping Xiao Chun's poem Sister.
Xiao waved and wrote down his mind:
Spring scenery is cut by hand.
I was shocked to hear that the poet went to Taiwan.
My heart is full of sadness.
God asked, not pity.
Li Tao is waiting for you.
There is no disease in heaven, and wine often smokes.
Good poems are rolling in.