Chen, whose real name is Jingming, was born in Qingshishan. Pen names: Yu Qian, falling snow and flying flowers, etc. Male, from luoshan county, Henan Province, 1993 1 1. He is a member of China Online Poetry Society, a contracted poet of China Poetry magazine, and the fourth contracted writer of Southern Literature and Art. His works have been published in China Poetry, Appreciation of Contemporary Poetry, Contemporary Campus Literature and Art, etc. Some of his works have been selected in Wechat Poetry Yearbook (volume 20 16) and Selected Works of Contemporary Literature (volume 20 16). He has successively won "Excellent Poetry Award of the Second National Contemporary Literature and Poetry Alliance" and "Outstanding Writers Award of Contemporary Campus Literature and Art" on 20 16.
Representative poems
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Lonely clear autumn to sunny night, running water in front of the window.
Looking for a home in a floating dream, the yellow volume is uneven.
Express one's feelings
The cold wind blows the distant mountain sky, and the residual rain knocks on the window at midnight.
Wan Li was disconsolate, from Goose West to Yuzhou East.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Han Yin locked the tracts all the way, and Wan Li was full of dusk.
When has the world ever been depressed? See also the east wind entering the Han Pass.
Smell the snow in Zhongzhou.
Don't ask the snow in Zhongzhou, Qiongzhi Yu Rui hangs the blue bridge.
Today, there are only tourists from all over the world, and there is no snow in Zhongzhou.
Crossing Taohuayuan
We met in beginning of spring last year, and the peach blossom dyed the soul of a hundred flowers.
Now the peach color is as deep as the sea, and spring goes and spring comes.
I remembered
I hate amorous feelings most in my life, and I prefer amorous feelings to evening pavilions.
The flying flowers in the dream are different, and the leaves fall where the flying flowers fly.
Send to the bosom.
Six years of wind and rain in first frost, why do you want to return to your hometown?
Lonely people stand on their own feet, but they send their thoughts to poetry.
Lonely flood
Half way through the landscape and half way through the boat, the mountains and rivers in both places are sad.
I want to invite Gu Hong back to Japan. How many times has it passed?
I don't know if this is what you want,
If it works for you, remember to adopt it.