Nineteen poems from "Suiyang Wind Yin Manuscript" by Liu Bangwei 2014
One poem about Qingxi Lake
Seven Wonders of New Rhyme·Yin Qingxi Lake
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There is a girl in the boudoir who I haven’t met yet.
I want to see her in a neighboring village.
She lives in the Green Landscape Palace,
Qingxi Lake calls me late.
Impression of Shixiang Original Ancient Style Five Rows
Text/Draft by Liu Bangwei 2014.02.16
There is Suiyang in China, and poems, lyrics and music are about the hometown.
The Furong River passes through the border, and the Qianbei Dam produces grain.
Yin Zhen of the Eastern Han Dynasty started, and the thatched cottage has been preserved for thousands of years.
The writing in the hall is full of ink, and the ink and flowers in the county are fragrant.
Feiyan gets drunk when he hears the wind, and Sui people go crazy.
The territory of Wu'an State is a country with prescribed rituals.
The graceful mountain people praise it, and the poems are so brilliant that they spread all over the world.
It is like the water of a big river, more like the waves in the sea.
Thousands of green mountains are beautiful, and thousands of colorful birds are wandering.
Zhang Zhangxian paints, and the scenery is fragrant everywhere.
A hundred acres of flowers are the sea, and thousands of peaks are making waves.
The peaks kiss out of the dangerous valley, and the water embraces the beautiful Yangtze River.
Beyond the Yinman Stone Forest, Shuanghe is hidden underground.
The Xiaobai Valley passes by, and you can wander in the wide water.
Nine gates welcome guests, and the Crystal Palace awaits.
Wolong is reluctant to leave, and the white horse lives in Suiyang.
I often ask my folks about the jade pulp in Huangliang.
A bowl of noodles is empty, but a full belly is full.
Understanding many things, doing nothing can be upright.
The blue sky is purple, and the birds in Dongjun are chattering.
Suiyang Wind Yin Manuscript·Nineteen Original New Rhymes and Ancient Styles
Article/Liu Bangwei (Purgatory God of War) 2014.02.18
Qianqiu Libinbin , green all year round.
The landscape calligraphy is a beautiful pairing, and the Wolong song is elegant.
The poems in the bamboo studio gather friends, and the liberal arts collect scriptures.
The eight scenic spots outside Suiyi often soothe the hearts of tourists.
In terms of rhyme and poetry, the word "经" has rhyme. However, when I read the words "bin" and "jing", they seem to rhyme. If you have any doubts, I hope you can enlighten me!
Gifted to the Suiyang Poetry Society
Liu Bangwei 2014.01.18
The colorful scrolls that were born to embroider Suiyang, the local poets painted the poetic hometown.
Since ancient times, I have recited poems and left wonderful lines, but now I am writing poems full of wonderful chapters.
Poetry learned to write ink, and the paper in several schools turned yellow.
The white horse shakes its head reluctantly, and the crouching dragon crosses its legs to control the country.
Presented to the Suiyang Poetry Society
Notes on the Autumn of 2013
Liu Bangwei 2014.01.18
Several mentors have a lot of gray hair, and they say As peaceful as spring appears.
The cold cup warmer hand-delivered it to you, and I wrote a poem for you to take with you.
I often recall it in autumn and winter after farewell, and often dream of Yanghe River in the middle of the night.
The willow tops are covered with green orioles dancing lightly, and the swans, cranes and sparrows are singing.
A poem about Suiyang
Seven Rhymes of New Rhyme · Suiyang about Suiyang
Suiyang has been chanting poems since ancient times,
Think about it There are a lot of scenery.
The White Horse Temple overlooks the county water, and
Shuanghe Cave leads to the Asian River.
The red fruit trees are newly planted in Longqiao,
The eight districts in the suburbs have broad views.
Invite guests to bathe in the hot spring fairy,
Wolong's fragrance spreads over thousands of miles of river.
A poem about crossing Xu Yangba
The Seven Wonders of New Rhyme: Crossing Xu Yangba
I haven’t walked the same path as my childhood for many years,
Miscellaneous The road is overgrown with grass.
Raise your eyes and look for the new road.
There is a blueprint for the road in the deep mountains.
A poem about Yin Wanli Reservoir
New rhyme Qijue·Yin Wanli Reservoir
The black dragon circles the valley for thousands of miles,
Waiting to see the scale waves It's a stream.
When you go to this place where immortals live in the world, don't forget to ride the dragon on the bow of the boat.