Text/Ren Ran
In the spring and autumn, misty rain lasts all my life, with black hair and white hair. Away from Zheng Hongfang Feilu, life is like a play, and you can look back on your past life.
Yunyun wakes up after passing by and often thinks of the proverbs of his superiors. It's better to be drunk than to forget the way. Bitterness and sweetness are up to me, happiness and poverty, intelligence and handsomeness.
Ding Qiu (2017.10.18)
Wine meets bosom friend
Text/Ren Ran
New friends and old friends like to meet,
Love, friendship and wine are all strong.
A thousand cups is not too much,
It's easier to stay away from dragons and snakes.
20 16. 10.23
To a friend of a painter and calligrapher.
Text/Ren Ran
Dan Qing was unwilling to rest all his life.
I often write spring and autumn with pen and ink.
Ride freely between ruler and paper,
Poetry and painting last forever.
20 16.3. 17
Tang Duoling? Night berth
Text/Ren Ran
Far from the egret gull, it rains slightly in Hanting Lake. The night is dim, the stove is resting, and the tea is still not empty. Catch idle fish in early winter.
There are crows on the frosty moon, but not outside the passenger ship. The old muddy is a new painting, boating on the shore, and traveling all my life.
Early winter in Ding You (2017.11.13)
Half a hundred hymns (seven methods)
Text/Ren Ran
I read an old newspaper in Zhang Chen,
Proud of the world, young and vain.
In a blink of an eye, frost dyed the sideburns,
Clouds and smoke are everywhere.
I used to write down my feelings,
I'm still very sad today.
Half a hundred floating dust is attached to the old,
Shang realized that poetry is the key to learning.
Ding Youmeng (20 18. 1. 10)
Broken array, half-life miscellaneous poems
Text/Ren Ran
Looking back on the rest of my life, it seems like passing clouds and smoke. Just at the beginning of the year, I was ambitious and sighed with emotion. Have you ever been partial?
Looking for a poem in the lonely shadow, the longer it takes, the stronger this feeling becomes. Wealth and fame make you look down on it, and you get drunk when you buy it. Don't ask for the rest of your life
May Day (20 18.2.5)
Half a hundred tones (seven tones)
Text/Ren Ran
If the half-life decreases, if it breaks,
Wandering from one place to another, the road is crazy.
Ups and downs in the southeast and northwest,
One rainbow after another.
Heaven and earth push the wine lamp,
At the age of 20, I continued to have a small cup.
Looking back, chatting, comforting,
To be fair to Weng.
Winter in Dingyou (20 18.2.3)
Life after the Reform Movement of 1898 (seven unique poems)
Text/Ren Ran
In a trance,
In the blink of an eye.
Born without flattery and fortitude,
Poetry, wine and leisure are not envious of immortals.
The 22nd day of the first year of the Reform Movement of 1898 (20 18.3.9)
Telling the truth, half a hundred feelings
Text/Ren Ran
The dim eyes always read idle books, and life is on the way to study. I am willing to look for poetry, and I can be happy.
In retrospect, I am an empty shell, and I have no books. Over half a century old, it is difficult to become an immortal Buddha, and the dream of poetry is the same.
One hundred days in early summer (20 18.5.26)
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Text/Ren Ran
Don't wait for the afterlife in this life,
Accustomed to the emptiness and glory of the world of mortals.
A handful of nectar and hot soil,
The journey after laughing proudly.
How sad it is to grow old,
Money can be cute when drunk.
The usual leisure is,
The bottom of the pen shows leisurely.
Early winter in Shen Bing (2016.11.16)
Dongpo's introduction, the electric switch of chaotic cloud cage
Text/Ren Ran
The cloud cage thunders, and the thunder is far away. Chiping is blue-green, and the red buds are higher.
Flowers are green umbrellas, and fields are gorgeous. With the diaphragm, the heart is happy. Who is drunk when waiting for wine in a small pavilion, ups and downs sigh the world.
Early Autumn of the Hundred Days of 1898 (20 18.8.29)
The four gardens of Zhulin laugh at themselves.
Text/Ren Ran
The past is like smoke, blowing in the wind. Half-life down and out, stick to the old chapter, endless. Light fame, far wealth, wonderful life, good poetry.
The situation is vague. I know I am calm when I teach my temple to frost. Put down ten thousand kinds, dim eyes and encourage bowing. Know shame and then be brave, benevolent people have different opinions, and wise people have different opinions. Strive for a good-looking one.
1winter in 898 (20 18. 12.438+08)
Bai Yin run by Luo Yi
Text/Ren Ran
After drinking, I added new tears and my eyes were drunk. It's hard to regret when you're old.
Shao Yi once had great ambitions. He was rich and clear. In this life, there is no need to sigh for being old, but to smile.
1winter in 898 (20 18. 12.26)
Celebrating Golden Branches, Winter Party Songs
Text/Ren Ran
The frosted grass leaves are yellow. The wind is big and white. Dead branches and dead flowers in late winter, reeds are cold and barren.
Lonely geese live alone, looking forward to spring blossoms, with high expectations. New friends and old friends are crazy about each other. Time will never be forgotten.
1winter in 898 (20 18. 12.30)
"Lotus is gorgeous? Year-end ode
Text/Ren Ran
In a hurry, the end of the year, the new currency is near, and the year is old. Ambition drops, half-fatuous, writing articles to comfort you.
Every time I sigh, my feelings are always trapped and it is difficult to escape. Lifelong work, honor and reputation, leisure and real taste, learn from ancient times.
1winter in 898 (20 18. 12.338+0)
Fangcaodu cold wind acid
Text/Ren Ran
The wind is cold and the water is traceless. The setting sun is cold, near dusk. Donate to the world of mortals. In the world, how many things, laugh naive.
Study, heavy wine, simple but elegant, pure heart and not dirty. Sad floating world, the moon is like a person, and safe. After the end of winter, the garden is full of spring.
The fifth day of the twelfth lunar month (20 19. 1. 10)
Lonely house, deep winter thoughts.
Text/Ren Ran
Drunk and dreaming around the stove, open space for comments. December, deep cup, thaw resistance, cold resistance.
Spend half a century, live and die, and endure the eventful years. There is honor and disgrace in the world, and there are winter and spring.
The sixth day of the twelfth lunar month (2019.1.11)
A close-up of a happy year, a year of mixed feelings is approaching.
Text/Ren Ran
In the middle of winter, the year is nearly ancient and rare, and it is freezing and stormy. The new year has passed, and the cold will not stop gathering. Thousands of families, celebrate the festival, the whole family is happy, and celebrate the New Year together.
The world is in full swing, with Fulian posted on the door, and every household is lucky. Crowds are all over the street, and the sunny winter is warm. Fireworks are set off at home, neon lights are set off at home to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, just for leisure.
The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month (20 19. 1. 12)
Complain about three three winter leisure
Text/Ren Ran
The withered reeds are withered by cold, the grass on the shore is barren, and several water pans in western Western jackdaw are around. Cold English falls, and smoke goes to the sky.
Fragrant snow stretches all over the building, lingering for a while, and the years are idle. Drunk and drunk, drunk and happy.
The 10th day of the twelfth lunar month (20 19. 1. 15)
Double geese sigh for the old.
Text/Ren Ran
Life is over half a hundred years old. It's hard to find a good bosom friend in the world, and you have to go through vicissitudes and the past and present.
When you associate with your husband, it will take you a long time to see your heart. Everyone is intoxicated with kindness. May the New Year be filled with joy.
December 11th (20 19. 1. 16)
"Appropriate male grass? Express anger
Text/Ren Ran
Loneliness often sighs the passage of time. The night is dim and I feel drunk. Wake up alone, can't sleep at night, and write stupid sentences that are only a few years old.
Today, I will look at the ugliness and falsehood in ancient times. Anger is hard to calm, fame and fortune are indifferent. Dedicated to China, young people are cynical and cynical.
Twelfth lunar month (20 19. 1. 17)
"In front of the house?" Winter fun
Text/Ren Ran
Ruiyuntian, swallowing ice and snow is the joy and cold of winter. Plum blossoms are particularly bright and fragrant.
Fireworks, neon lights and colored lights are lit during the New Year. Drunk and drunk, drunk into joy.
13th day of the twelfth lunar month (20 19. 1. 18)
The flower season last month was cold and sunny.
Text/Ren Ran
Lonely bridge suburban ridge, a curtain of rain washes cold and sunny. Reed pond is desolate and bleak, and Sha Ting is cold. Mei Yanrui has an elegant shadow.
Cold geese and old crows inhabit reeds, enjoy wild escape and frost. It is sunny and full of wild interest, which makes winter warm as spring and keeps the ice clear. Broad-minded and happy.
December 16th (20 19. 1.2 1)
Jiang ting complains, and the snow is mixed.
Text/Ren Ran
The silver field is wrapped in clothes, and the sky is covered with clouds. Snow closed the door and I sat at home alone.
Thoughts indulge themselves. The writing is dull. When chatting and writing poems, the snow moon is clear.
Twenty-six Days of Reform (20 19. 1.3 1)
Drunk Taiping Jihai New Year friends gathering mixed feelings
Text/Ren Ran
If you are sincere, you will be rewarded. It is difficult to keep friends for several years.
Life is ups and downs, and bosom friends are hard to find. Like-minded and good, I hope to get together from time to time.
The 10th day of the first month in Jihai (20 19.2. 14)
Wangxianmen Spring Return
Text/Ren Ran
Brothels are tender and elastic, and milk swallows them. The slight cold is still there, and the rain is falling.
Send drunken spring sorrow and tears, and the four seasons of life rise and fall. Liu Mei smiled and looked forward to the arrival of spring. The sunshine is warm and the spring scenery is warm.
Nineteenth day of the first month of Jihai (20 19.2.23)
"Set the storm? Early spring feelings "
Text/Ren Ran
Warm days and breezes reflect tender spring, and there is no trace of melting frozen snow. Everything rarely comes back to life, and it's another beautiful day. The grass is growing and the flowers are new.
Misty rain soaked the flowers heartily and celebrated. A group of women are fighting with each other and provoking the world of mortals. I want to wait until the rain is good and warm. Everyone loves Xiyingmen.
The 21st day of the first month in Jihai (20 18.2.25)
Apricot blossoms, early summer meditation
Text/Ren Ran
Dragonflies lightly play with lotus seeds, secretly spit incense, and pool lotus accumulates green. A branch is beautiful because it gathers other people's tears.
Don't hate this, you are still young, half drunk and half leaning on the past. Drunk and charming, still happy.
Early Summer in the Chi Sea (20 19.6. 18)
Candle shadows shake red, reminiscing
Text/Ren Ran
Light wine is slightly drunk, and feelings stir up sorrow. A cold lamp sleeps alone in front of the window at night, knowing its suffering.
It is a pity and a mistake to think about the real sandalwood. Tears are still there, feelings are conveyed, and I realize it.
Summer in Chi Hai (20 19.7.30)
Double-headed lotus makes Xia Yin.
Text/Ren Ran
Violet is full of fragrance, and frogs croak in summer rain. Dragonflies with red flowers and green necks have always been for love.
The road is long, the night is brightly lit, the stars are shining and the sun is shining. According to the branch, cicada arouses the clear, and the picture is green.
It's three days (20 19.8.3 night)
Autumn night rain, autumn love
Text/Ren Ran
Yellow flowers and wild chrysanthemums listen to the autumn rain, and they complain about drunkenness. Outside the bead curtain, I am like rain, and the flowers are still blooming.
There are still people talking in the dead of night. Empty flowers and shadows, everyone speaks freely, and they are even more tired of gathering pigeons.
Ji Haiqiu (20 19.9.3)
The young mermaid has no title.
Text/Ren Ran
A few years have passed, but the years are negative. Teenagers don't know what to worry about. It's hard to get a reward if you taste the warmth and coldness of the world.
How many bosom friends have you found in your life, and they all pass by? Why covet fame and fortune, unforgettable.
Ji Haiqiu (20 19.9.4)
Drunk flowers and songs are untitled
Text/Ren Ran
The golden wind is light and cool, and the maple leaves are reddish and shallow. It is also a warm poem to gradually enter autumn and send the bright moon to understand feelings.
An inch of heart is not old, far from hate. Why talk about the afterlife, half a hundred childlike innocence, who is the companion.
Ji Haiqiu (20 19.9.6)
On the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival, my old friends went home for reunion.
Text/Ren Ran
Falling flowers and cool leaves, autumn rain, shallow ecstasy. Fortunately, every time I return home, I will get together at the * * * festival in my hometown.
I send it occasionally, and the white wine is sad. Know your ambition through paying, the rivers and lakes are far away, don't forget.
Ji Haiqiu (20 19.9. 10)
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Text/Ren Ran
The wind blows Ye Fei, the flowers are sparse, and the crescent phoenix tree is sparse. Enjoy the red maple dance everywhere, but it takes up countless scenery.
I'm sorry that the rainy night has gone, but I'm also worried several times. Who will talk to who when you are off the line, you will be infatuated.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9. 1 1)
Drunk flowers look at the autumn moon
Text/Ren Ran
Look at the moon, admire it, and resent parting. I often meet in dreams, and my intestines are homesick.
Two feelings are the same blood, and life and death are eternal. In the journey of life, mutual affection is mutual.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9. 15)
Meet Qiu Huan Smith
Text/Ren Ran
The wind is long and the rain is quiet, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Fallen trees and rustling buildings, cicadas chirping and chirping at dusk.
Falling into the sky, leaving people crying. Think of sadness, the number of people in the world is hard to pay.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9. 16)
The moon on the mountain, the feeling of autumn.
Text/Ren Ran
The autumn wind starts from the desert, the maple leaves are red and the frost is empty. The flowers wither and the trees are sparse, the geese wander, and the cold is leaning on the sky.
In this life, Jia is willing to die and talk to Wei Dan. Memories are endless now. Sigh for years, fear for old age. Dream of life and avoid mediocrity.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9. 18)
Young people's hearts, half a hundred feelings
Text/Ren Ran
The appearance of teeth must be dyed, and it will be very quiet in old age. Time flies, and the rest of my life is feelings. You can't play dumb about things in the world.
Looking back, I was arrogant and vulgar. I don't understand the sea of officials and businessmen, and my heart is pure. Dust comes and goes, and I can't bear it.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9.20)
Song Shao Yin Yueqiu
Text/Ren Ran
Courtyard verandas, hedges and wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and osmanthus is fragrant. The buildings are scattered and the cold leaves are yellow. The old cypress phoenix tree leaves a frost shadow, the guest geese pass, and the rain is old and the smoke is thin. Looking at autumn water, leaving people with tears, only for the lingering fragrance.
Lu Bai, blowing willow cold dew thin, maple crow cream. The tender days are bleak and the autumn is crisp. Forget the bar and get drunk tonight. This will be a lifetime, but also a lifetime of vicissitudes. Drink lightly to solve problems.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.9.27)
Drinking horse songs, Wu Tongshu Wan Cui
Text/Ren Ran
Platanus acerifolia is delayed, and wild chrysanthemums open new flowers. Fall in love with autumn water, break the sorrow and dry reed. Every autumn, I worry alone, shed tears in vain, and have no regrets.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.6438+00.5)
Untitled drinking before flowers
Text/Ren Ran
Smiling and willing to pay for water. In the dust, the heart is tired. * * * Tears stay in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the vicissitudes of Ying Xiao Wo.
The sun and the moon are getting old. I don't know how old I am, and I have been drunk all the year round. What are the gains and losses? If you are ambitious, you will regret it.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Jihai (20 19.6438+00.6)
Yulinling mourns autumn.
Text/Ren Ran
The breeze is frosty, the leaves are yellow and dancing, and the reeds are faintly exposed. Surprised to see the autumn geese outside the cloud, lined up in a row, lightly pity. The frost in the wild path maple forest is late, and the clouds are dark with the sunset. The night is cold and the three paths are loose, and the twilight scene comes out of the east.
Thick frost, sweet-scented osmanthus, * * * boundless, full of eyes. Dead leaves, waterfront, green ochre. Half-life is gone with the wind, dreaming of loneliness and double sorrow. How can you laugh? There are thousands of kinds of sadness in autumn, and no one knows what you mean.
Late autumn (2019.10.12)
Enter the fortress and recuperate the miscellaneous feelings.
Text/Ren Ran
The road is ruined. Years old, full of vicissitudes and frustrations. Parting still hurts, I'm dancing. Worried about one person, just one person.
I am old, I am old, I am old, I am old. Too lazy to meet people because you despise them. I can't stand being obsessed with my age. Sigh helplessness, disappointment helplessness.
Late Autumn in Jihai (2019.10.16)
Huanxisha Qiu Si
Text/Ren Ran
Swallows go to Liang Kong to talk about their shadows, and autumn chrysanthemums in Dongli are full of frost. Maple leaves are as red as Dan.
Laughing at the lonely moon in the west wind, chasing customers and dreaming of heartbroken. Don't be jealous to continue your love at dusk.
Late autumn (2019.10.17)
Rolling hydrangea, the feeling of clear autumn
Text/Ren Ran
Hedgehog chrysanthemum fragrance, autumn rain immersion, frost dew. Deer are withered and old, full of smoke, geese are flying, boats are moored, and wild gulls are idle herons.
Migratory birds cross the south again and again. Remember, don't worry about leaving Chu. Life is full of dreams, hardships, scholar spirit, joys and sorrows, death and afterlife.
Late Autumn in Jihai (20 19. 10.23)
Clean selection and fresh drink
Text/Ren Ran
Idle guests left people a lot of disappointment, and the years passed. Don't let life be negative, abandon me and forget yourself.
Late autumn (20 19.6438+00.24)
"Remember the dull order —— Thoughts on sketching Mengshan Dawa"
Text/Ren Ran
Steep valley, rugged valley, dry and bare, uncanny workmanship. Mengshan strange mountain, falling rocks are dangerous.
Looking at the peak is still far away, and the stream is lost in the road ahead. Picturesque, leisure, and have a good interest in sketching.
Late autumn (20 19. 10.5438+0)
The stars are happy, how can the past be empty?
Text/Ren Ran
The past can't be empty, and there are lingering fears. Disappointed, detached, for you.
There is nothing wrong in the dream of love, blowing in the wind's is not yesterday. Get rid of it, get rid of it, get rid of it.
Late autumn (20 19. 1 1.2)
I have missed you for half a century.
Text/Ren Ran
Lying in bed reading idle books, the lights are lonely on cold nights. Over half a year old, my temples are getting dyed and my mind is hesitant.
Don't talk about fame and fortune with Yi Ke, seek truth from vulgarity. Gouwen Mosuo, lifelong struggle, broken bones.
Late Autumn in Jihai (20 19. 1 1.7)
Untitled roller
Text/Ren Ran
Winter is cold and rainy. Look at the cold shock and tears. Leaves grieve, water breaks reeds. Looking at Sha Ting in an instant, I looked haggard.
Like a boat walking on a broken shore, I dream of going home. Warm wine warms the body, light cold, and have a good chat. Old hatred and new hatred are entangled, and life is the most profound. It is wonderful to send the spirit of virtue.
A rainy winter night in Jihai (2019.11.30)
Spring sorrow with echo music
Text/Ren Ran
Back in Bohr, it's raining, and the spring is green and pink. Sighing for half a life, sighing for the decline of the years is unintentional.
February 16th, Gengzi Year (March 9th, 2020)
Untitled jiuquanzi
Text/Ren Ran
It's dirty, but it's black and white. If you say it, you can fall in love with the country. Know traitors.
Wu Xiangou set up unjust imprisonment, admonishing the group to cry at night. I can't bear to smell it. What a shame. Sigh alone.
February 20th of the year of Gengzi (March 2020 13)
Mountain's Spring Thought
Text/Ren Ran
Liu Fang's suburb is near the green grass. Apricot flowers and peach blossoms fall in the garden in spring. Yan language warbler cries and dances, which is just refreshing.
Bees wander around butterflies, looking for beautiful flowers, and the fragrance sniffs around the nose. The dream of spring relives the lonely guest and remembers leaving people.
February 22nd, Gengzi Year (March 2020.15)
Hang Xiang zi tan Lao yin
Text/Ren Ran
Tired eyes, dim eyes, cold temples. Sigh that you are old and weak. Long words and short sentences are fun. Quietly explore the flowers, listen to the rain and get drunk.
Why not always smile when you are old and hate that life is too hasty? The heart of dust is hard to be ancient, and poetry is sent from beginning to end. For Yun Zhonghe, the wine is in the cup and the rainbow is in the rain.
March 30th, Gengzi Year (April 22nd, 2020)
East wind and Qi Xin in early summer work together.
Text/Ren Ran
Old flowers in spring, scorching sun in early summer, grass and trees in contact. English flowers are dying, while miscellaneous flowers borrow fragrant flowers. The lotus pond far away is beautiful, with new cicada noise and wet powder crying marks. In the wind and the lotus, the water is green.
Seo Woo is densely populated. It's warm and sunny in summer. Listen to the rain in your spare time and scatter the world of mortals. Fortunately, poems are sent occasionally, and flowers fall, which also hurts spring. Find a secluded path, the grass is green, wash away the old and add the new.
April 2 1 day in the year of boxer (May 2020.13)