Preface/introduction of new periodicals
"Strong backbone, frustrated voice, bright phosgene, bright practice and gold". In the golden autumn of October, bamboo is flourishing, and the official account of WeChat, the long-brewing pure literature of Jinshi tribe, has also broken bamboo shoots! The official WeChat account was founded by Chen Ziang Research Association with the support of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, the Municipal Bureau of Cultural Tourism, the Municipal Social Science Federation and the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. It aims to promote high-quality Chen Ziang-themed literary works nationwide and pay tribute to the outstanding spirit of the sages with a stone. In this issue, we published the selected works of Xiong Dongao, the winner of Chen Ziang Poetry Prize, in Poetry magazine on 20 17. Ask teachers and friends to appreciate them.
Poetry Magazine 20 17 Chen Ziang Poetry Award
Selected Works of Winner Xiong Dongao
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Xiong Dongao, don't remember Tang Xue. People from Ningxiang, Hunan. Librarian of Hunan Provincial Museum of Literature and History; Judge of Lu Xun Literature Award; Consultant of China Couplet Society; Vice Chairman of Hunan Poetry Association. In the early 1990s, a series of lectures on "Poetry and Songs" were held in Hunan TV Station, which brought traditional poetry teaching to the screen. He has published more than 30 monographs, such as Introduction to Poetry and Music Couplets, Selected Comments on Ancient and Modern Famous Couplets, and Examples of Medical Records of Poetry. Participated in compiling more than ten large-scale literary dictionaries, such as the Dictionary of Appreciation of the Book of Songs, the Dictionary of Appreciation of Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, and the Collection of 20th Century Poetry Documents.
Selected Award-winning Works of Xiong Dongao
Silent night removal
Every year, the guests lie on the sofa in the corner of the city.
The world turns pale with fear, and the official career class is strict.
Family ties are blazing tonight, and customs in a foreign land are different.
It is said that spring is kind and can teach vegetation.
Send the West Lake on a moonlit night.
He's living alone in the holy lake as the autumn festival is near.
It's okay to think about the broken bridge, but it's not just a lonely dream.
Jiang Sheng is far away from the south, and the window of Meiying is sparse at night.
I'm afraid of my heart, and I'm too worried to get rid of it.
Spring is flowing in Luxi.
I have an appointment with the Mengmeng couple to find Jiujiufeng.
A stream of flowers is sandwiched between the two banks, and ten miles of water is red.
The heron receives rain at the reed beach, and the wind blows at Liuwu.
Spring cannot be carried, and there are fishermen on the river.
On a summer night, I went to the Bathouse in Qinheng Island to admire the stones and talk about the sky.
Enjoy the delicious taste, stir-fry incense and collect Yuquan.
In the middle of the night, the lights are brightly lit and a corner is free.
Why do you wake up when your dreams are big? Sound is not expressed in words.
I will also sing a whip at home and abroad.
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, friends in the town get together in different places and enjoy the moon.
Time is on the journey.
How many poems are there in the clear sky and bright moon tonight?
There is no thickness in the distribution of benefits, and there is a delay in obtaining benefits.
Exposing people for thousands of miles, the wind is clear and the gas is positive.
Don't teach the ninth grade and miss the flower arrangement period.
Three Gorges dam in the rain
The shower was emptied and a hundred feet of rings were added.
The sound of the waves washes the sea, and the clouds are half buried in the mountains.
The national war can only be established, and heaven allows us to be idle.
There is a fisherman by the river, hoping to get a long pole.
Fishing in volcanic lake Manila
Fly three thousand miles and come to the south to try fishing rods.
Floating clouds add interest, and the rain reveals the wild.
The fire has not been put out by the roots, and many people are watching from the other side.
The wind has a lasting appeal and refuses to stir.
Have fun on the boat
An injection of Xinghe water was transferred to western Hubei.
People talk too much, but sometimes Nosaru cries.
Come to the wind tunnel, cool waves turn to stone ladders.
Who is a child, waving his hand and stepping on the flower mud?
Note: Tujia waving dance is a local skill.
Cousin Bat belongs to Scenery Picture Out of Dust.
Hills and valleys have a long chest, so Ling Xiao tried to shush.
He Lei hovering, breathing the eyes from Xu Shu.
The stone is ugly and the sky can lean on it, and the stream is clear of birds or fish.
Lie down and swim wherever you want, without waiting for the minibus.
Return to Guangdong from Guizhou one day after Mid-Autumn Festival.
Straight out of the clouds, vaguely close to the Guiting.
Later gu colchicine, and Sue said
Brocade opens the sky and brings cattle into the painting screen.
I am also an asteroid.
1 month 1 day to send friends.
Shi Shui Village is in Longzhou and Qingshan is in Shenzhou. I don't know where it is.
Fireworks are lit all night, and opening the door is even older.
Pour new wine alone and remember old feelings in the distance.
Doaken abandoned it because of time? Poetry is difficult to contend with vulgarity.
Frost adds to the temples, or withers like grass.
Snowy Night and the North-South Couplet of Xinhe Jinghua Sheep Stone
No one has arrived in the wild path, and the lonely lamp sits in the small window.
Snow illuminates the moon, and the river shadows fall on Chongyang.
Who will you drink with when making wine? Poetry is busy.
Bemi shouldn't thank you, just cross-business.
Close to Sina blog, borrow the rhyme of Yangzhai old travel network
I am also a madman, living on Xin 'an Internet.
After the snow is born in the distance, the fun is not limited to the piano.
Stealing dreams and making thieves, patrolling the river and making cars.
The small garden is open all day and the mountains are divided.
Shi Jing's tea language is sent to lonely clouds and mysterious cold white.
There are countless people in the world. What is the remaining geometry?
The quiet spring smells absolutely loud, and the ancient wood meets Ke.
I also appreciate uneven stones, which can be polished by years.
The middle stream is like this, regardless of the wind.
The heavy rain on Aershan Road suddenly stopped for a while.
The green grass in the gap is no longer Liu Huang.
On a romantic day, the ink is rolling and the sun is closed in an instant.
Only when it splashed into the air did it see the sound, and it fell into a stream.
Only the Tao can be broken, and the touch will stop.
Thor is still very powerful. Is it softer than grass?
In the early summer of Renchen, philosophers revisited Xiluodu Hydropower Station.
Take the stick to explore Xiluo, and the wind is the same as that between Wei and Jin Dynasties.
China's eyes grew bigger and bigger, but his heart was as idle as the ancients.
Borrow stones to divide Yunnan water, because the clouds ask about Shushan.
The weir lake is thousands of hectares, and the white fish should return.
Crossing the ancient battlefield of yamen
In the twilight, the battery was faintly visible.
The tide rises and the drum rises, and the fog gathers in Haimen to open.
Ancient countries respected the rule of literature, and the Qing Dynasty used beautiful materials.
How many things happened in the future, mourning for the Song people alone?
Laoniuwan improvisation
Explore the river to prevent risks and return it as soon as it arrives.
People came to the club in town, and it was falling down in Laoniuwan.
Breathing the sea breeze, singing autumn birds and idle birds.
Looking back at the Millennium history, there are only a few mountains.
The Ancient Origin of Huarong Road in the Spring and Autumn Period
Looking for poetry is better than lovers, stepping on the mud all the way.
The ancient moss invades the stone, and the dark green rises in the spring.
Life and death are different, and the two peaks of heaven and earth coincide.
A stick ponders for a long time, and the sky is boundless.
In summer, nanxi river explored the source and rested on the peak of the stone mast.
Sitting under the cloud forest, the goods are clear.
There are many fish, and a butterfly is hanging on a tree and just beginning to grow.
Although what you saw was ordinary, you never lost your voice.
There are more poor sources than our generation, and we are not afraid of the road.
In spring, Yangjiaqiao looks for Mr. Wang's tomb in Renqiu in the weeds.
Du Fu's Poems and Ji Huai's Poems
Qiaomu village market is ancient, and spring guests have not returned.
Petals shed like tears, without jathyapple Canopy.
Virtual Bai Jing, the path is impassable.
Spirit, like a gap, has disappeared in the clouds.
Collected in turn from: Jiqiujiang Village, Trilogy of Entering the Palace, Spring Hope, Qin Zhou's Seven Miscellaneous Poems, Going Home, Drinking in Jing Wong, Using Cold Characters, Accompanying the Gentleman to a Banquet in Baidicheng, and at the beginning of the month.
There is something wrong with the owner's new chrysanthemum fan.
The newly-made fragrant fan is for Xiaoman.
Dance with tea and have a glass of wine to celebrate.
The moon shines on the east fence and the frost opens at night.
There are five willows by the door. Don't be afraid of loneliness.
I'm going to Quzhou to learn the rhymes and answers of Zhuo Ying's brothers' poems.
Willing to do ordinary observation and look at the dust on the screen.
Things can't go back to the past, and the first snow is like new.
Kiss the moon occasionally, so avoid people.
Shifang can also paint, and it's not spring.
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Brother Xie Shengyuan boarded the Wang Teng Pavilion.
Climb high and look far, but when you see the sorrow of the ancients, where is the dust not swept away?
The sun, moon and sky rise from the right side of the river, and water and clouds come to our eyes.
In the Qing dynasty, the ruling and opposition parties were in the same tune, and the talents in the southeast of the blessed land were different.
Send a message to the guests around Huanhuaxi, the mountains and rivers are safe, and hold the cup.
Tit South Ren Gang Momatu
I am glad to see Ozawa rise from a hidden dragon and become a soaring jet.
Nine stacks of Yunshan have thousands of hectares of snow, and a thunderstorm hoof wind.
Empty but unrestrained, why should Bole agree?
In the free world, who do you recommend without a glass of wine?
Pan-Xixi River and Yi Ming welcome the construction in autumn.
What Dan Qing painted by himself is true. When he was green, he built a small tent.
Long beach shears waves, fish swallows snow, and the winding shore sees herons standing in the wind.
Ten times as far away as Luwan, how many lights are red in a hundred years of poetry and dreams?
When you appreciate the autumn clouds, you realize that the country is a fisherman.
On Christmas Eve, the Chongsheng Temple is surrounded by tea and wind chimes.
Shou Chang Yun
Even the Yin Buddhist temple surrounded the furnace at night, and dared to ask Jesus for a decree.
Where can't I smell the beauty of heaven? At this time, I really feel that the country is different.
Ghost clouds fly on the tower and the bright moon is shallow in the pot.
For the time being, I will send my spare body to Canger, and the four compartments will be cleared by crane apes.
Ji' an poetry club will revisit the sages of Kanto and hurry.
What's the fun? I gave this step to Yang Gen and Master Zhai.
A clean stream was chased from the north without pomp, and a ditch of pear blossom snow was crushed.
Elegance can show your country, so why worry about others?
The sky is full of ancient clouds, and fishing in a cold stream on the moon is a dream on board.
When it comes to living next door, my heart suddenly turns cold and I look back under the monument of King Tai.
Shimenjian in Lushan Mountain passes through Hui Yuan Lecture Hall.
Tong Xing Han Yaping Sheng Yuan Ying Jian
I heard that I dreamed of Chai Sang several times, and this day passed the lecture hall with fate.
The ever-changing peaks are all true colors, and Chihiro Waterfall is an old article.
What's wrong with being careless about the world? It is best to see a good sky.
Suddenly, I saw the empty mountain full of vitality, and two or three birds entered the green sky.
Be pregnant in vain
Take a break from the corner of the cattle farm and smoke rises from every grave.
Miao needle embroidery water is uneven green, and the warbler flute calls the soul.
Remnant dreams are as light as flowers, and the sunset reaches the horizon in the well.
In another year, I will return to the dust and get close to nature with my son.
In winter, Gan Ming Temple stays in the morning.
Wooden fish knocked on the wind and blew cold smoke through the green bushes.
An inch of grass grows leisurely in the crevices of the stone, and there are few residual stars.
The heart is lonely and the dust is hard to clean, but the words melt the Ganges River.
Sweep the immature mountain gate, and fight for food in front of the tower.
On January night, Chancheng was drunk and had something to do, so he sent it back to the gentleman.
Mo Wen played several rounds in the air, leading by twelve rounds.
Tonight, the lights are vying for power, and the wine wind is really passed down by the ancients.
It is appropriate to mourn the snow, and adzuki beans are afraid of dreams at the first flower.
It is said that there will be new rain in the Ming Dynasty. Would you like to come and listen to the spring in Beishan?
Hejian pays homage to Mr. Ji Xiaolan's tomb.
A corner of the barren hill is covered with grass. Who will come to Ralph at the age of 20?
I'm from Yue Bai, and I want to have a good sleep to prove my mind.
For thousands of years, it has been a dream to repay the kindness of others.
It is his yellow bird that is very affectionate and brings good news in the west wind.
Occasionally in spring
When the eye of the east wind turns blue, what is there in the world that is not sentimental?
In spring, the stars are frozen and locked, and the bamboo shoots are muddy and sealed.
Large clouds are in the air, and small piles of snow and stones are allies.
Even the weeds in the sky have no names, and it is always a gentleman who gives birth to cubs.
Jinggang spring day
Just across the green hills and a hundred miles of chardonnay, the road monument refers to my home in the west.
At the intersection of Guobian, the sound of the waves is far away, and the heron on the shore is inclined to Fei Ying.
In ancient times, it was a small town, and Changsha was connected by water.
Spring is full, and the wild garden is full of cauliflower.
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Shan ju da Wei Liang
The sound of stone springs coming from the pillow makes you feel comfortable without wearing a crown or tassels.
An inch of mountains and rivers is a dream, and ten years of wind and rain distinguish talents.
Because the plant has an agreement to keep it for life, so the heart will open every day.
I heard that the old ape works and drinks, the moon is bright, and Zhu Jiang is waiting to be arranged.
The Spring and Autumn Stories and XuanYueFu
It's such a night, so let's open a fairy club in spring.
Be prepared for danger in times of peace, remember the old moon as a token, and blow wild sounds.
If you are not jealous or drunk, you will know what is wrong.
When there is no snow in winter, I will write on my frosty branches.
Summer Ma 'anshan Plateau Ranch
In Di Zi, at the home of Bug, the territory is still greater China.
Cattle and sheep gather in a circle of stars, and the vegetation is lush.
The mud house is still half broken, and the wild quinoa has no words to plant flowers.
People come to enjoy the music of the mountain people and enjoy the sunrise and sunset on the horizon.
Chongyang climbed the Dragon and Tiger Mountain to welcome the original building.
Picking up the fallen leaves of empty mountains, recalling the vicissitudes of life before the wind.
Materials are useless and returned to Zhi Zhi, and things are forgotten after middle age.
The new dewdrop group is also a face, so we made friends and left.
I never leave my dream, but I am lonely and cold in the autumn screen.
Go to Anfu Temple in the new autumn and send it back to Master Zhao.
Worship the Buddha in the south, and the clouds flow in front of my eyes.
A rising tide lifts the moon, and all hands knock on the rain.
Spring stone has a long-standing reputation in the mountains, and grass flowers are used as medicine to benefit many people.
Prosperity is dull, and autumn water is traceless.
Note: Anfu Temple is the Dojo of the pharmacist Buddha.
Yanmenguan overnight
Jiangshan has painted a picture to see that it is not necessary to stay in the pass at night.
The autumn stream in the area is melodious and leisurely.
Before the peak, we will fight for the frontier potential, and we will continue to enjoy the ancient times on paper.
The aftertaste is long, and the sound of geese is introduced into the cold.
Guisi was employed as a librarian in Hunan Literature and History Research Institute at the end of the year.
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Sitting and watching the vicissitudes of frequent years is really like plum blossoms helping snow.
Thousands of miles away, I can catch fish and geese, and I can catch water and clouds with one stroke.
I like the beginning of the ancient alliance. My hand planted the shadow of Song Yun.
He Xingping shared this joy and returned to the conservative grange.
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If you sail alone at sea for many years, you will return to Liu Yin very late.
There are also memories of youth, and the pleasant moon is not round.
Every friend is like water, and this life is predestined.
Xiaohanhua has blossomed into a potential and has taken the lead in the east wind.
Xia Xie Qiu Geng visited Hangu Pass.
When people reach middle age, they have nothing to worry about and have nothing to find the moral source.
Friends for 30 years, I learned 5000 words.
Mud balls are lost when passing through the pass, and birds are singing in the mountains.
The scenery is changing at any time. Where can I find the early Yuan?
In autumn, I occasionally send it to Changhe for sale.
The famous mountain has lived for a long time, but it is not obedient. Every day, it unlocks the door for the wild.
Think twice about what you do, and be tolerant when you get old.
Can call a moon a jade, and make a lonely cloud a peak.
I want to talk about autumn poems, which are white and red.
Wu Jia Feiyue Chongyang
Twice a year, Chongyang, the former value is clear frost and then white frost.
Heaven is sometimes disorderly, and people have to guess from now on.
What can a good dream of 3 thousand achieve? Ninety kindness is still in the hall.
Some people in private can't say anything, but climb high just to see their hometown.
Dong was invited by Mr. Xu
Yin Zhuo's dozen sons visited Kaihuagen Palace in Quzhou.
Buddhist cultural park
When you meet three roads, you wait for the sound of warblers.
Poetry is rooted in civilization, and the north and south Buddha and jade are intertwined.
The tall trees are frosty and green, and the cold springs are clear.
In his later years, the personnel are like winter, and the prosperity is deleted and the simplicity is left.
I am sorry that 20 17 was awarded the "Chen Ziang Poetry Award" by Poetry magazine.
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The word "wild goose" is drifting away, and the bald head is still dreaming.
Because plants have a life-long promise, they don't have to escape their names.
Memories of the past faded from the dust, and the temple gate rang in the middle of the month.
There are mountains and rivers in the shadow of dragons and snakes, still waiting for the cold to break the loneliness.
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For Ruan Gong, it should also be green, and the heart of wild poetry is old.
The world has become a new pattern, with small and quiet mountain windows.
If you think about physics carefully, you will feel that your career is almost first-class.
God sometimes looks after me, and Bai Yunfei makes up for the past year.
Exile words were written by people in anti-Japanese war dramas.
Then make a dream and credit, * * * who cried and said homeless?
Rivers and mountains can't understand the hardships of falling flowers, and still put them before spring.
On Sanya Road, I was caught in a sudden rain.
Wind and water are everywhere, and flowers are unknown.
The weather is also watertight, and a cloud comes and rains.
The Year of the Loong People's Day vs Mei.
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It is not worth mentioning that there is poetry without snow.
I have lived in Lingnan for fourteen years.
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Huai Su cares about each other, and they don't follow each other. The family talks about making bamboo loose.
The green word is not its true color, and you can see it in the depths of the blue waves.
Yellow River is the eye.
There are many wonders in the central plains, and the wind does not cross the river in February.
You don't need to see me after the flowers bloom.
Tong Xin and Tian Mao merged with his wife Tang to pay homage to Huo Songlao.
Tell me to make friends with you three times and twice, and Lord Tang Yin asks you to sing.
Rivers and mountains write the scenery in their hearts, which is not as heavy as the predecessors.
Watching waterfall songs in the rain in Yuntai Mountain in summer
Knowing who is playing with the axe, the cliff is not full of ding Wu.
Who are you trying to swallow by chiseling this urn? Go back to Pangu.
Mr. Wang took the staff to the urn, and the yuan machine in the urn dared to guess.
It was so stormy on Sunday that all the carriages were covered and buried by dark clouds.
Suddenly, I heard Maekawa's voice choking, and Yin Tao was weakly venting.
Thunder rolled over the clouds, and the stone chips collapsed. For an instant, I really suspected that the sky was going to crack.
Tourists' view of happiness is surprising, and prehistoric illusions have been born one after another.
Heaven and earth are not dominated for a while, and larks are equal to people.
Drunk in the wilderness, the magical curtain was suddenly lifted by the wind.
It is better to see the big light in front of you than to feel it in chaos.
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Selected Award-winning Works of Xiong Dongao
He Xinlang laughed at himself.
Japan and pine trees are friends. Accompanied by Changfeng, I sing and dance, and I drink and sing. I don't care if the clouds go and come. They only kowtow to the castle peak. Everything is right, something is done and something is not done. After all, it is not easy to keep it. Did you come back from the rock beach and fishing? The fishing rod rotted before the fish was caught.
Ling Du wasted time singing and became very thin. Even now, we should see that the tide rises and falls, and the old and the new alternate. A few heroes drive tigers and leopards, and most heroes drive dogs. You can do it without saving money. The general idea is to take seagulls away from Hu Meng and rent three acres of mulberry fields on the south slope. What's left?
Memories of "crooked home" by Song Tou, a water diversion project.
The village is surrounded by water, antique and covered with shade everywhere. Wu Peng shook out of the western port, so he listened quietly. Turning the corner of Qianwan Mountain, there is a faint stone bridge and mulberry street, which is my grandmother's house. Forget the way you came, just ask Taohua.
Squeeze yellow mud, fly colorful kites and catch frogs. How many stupid dreams have I had in my life, half of which sprouted here. I still remember the first time I saw the melon shed and smiled at the pear vortex. The neighborhood was small. Keep a hazy shadow and accompany me around the world.
High balcony Juzhou Park is pregnant in early summer.
Dew wet warbler sound, smoke green willow color, Zhu Yuan long summer quiet. Twenty-four winds secretly crossed Tingzhou last night. Pour a cup for * * * Lotus, but Nai Lotus can't understand its sadness. Invasion, a cloud, a note of Hunan flow.
Who made mistakes in the past few years? But Hong Fei's eyes are full of dreams. The lonely piano can be as heavy as the west wing. Mogao asked about the news of spring. I'm worried that spring will come back and my temple will become autumn. Reach the river, set the sunset and overlook the boat.
Partridge Tian Nan Kun Shang Dao Zuo
Enjoy leisure, blow clouds and explore the spring mountain. The early nightingale called the lovers' songs into a string, and Hsinchu happily huddled together.
Wear green, touch a little cold, and the peak height does not hinder slow climbing. Looking back on 20 years, it is gratifying that I have been here for most of my life.
The water-tuned singer crossed the Yellow River to send the poet friend Shicheng.
When the flute sounded, the passengers crossed the river beam. An old friend has a new set of chicken and millet, not to be yellow. Invite the Spring and Autumn Fair, enjoy peace and forget the temples frost. Laughing at the village owner, I'm only busy drinking glasses.
Look at the whole country and cross the century to prove the vicissitudes of life. How many adventures in this life, looking back is not ordinary. After listening to the lonely mountain snow, plum blossoms are thin under the moon, which should be emotional intelligence. I am also like a plum blossom, facing Shijiazhuang.
Man Jianghong's wife's birthday works
Last night, two stars, He Han and Cang Bo, flew. Who sent it? It's a photo shoot, and it snows first. Brocade is full of pity and ingenuity, and reed blowing is full of laughter. By mid-stream, the east is still not white, and the cup is reset.
I have been boiling, and my heart is bleeding; I used to hold it, and the moon was on the edge of the cloud. What is the plan to keep a good life? There are occasional cold rains in the sky, and there are clear warblers in the forest. If you think about it, it's all good deeds, and it's hard to refuse.
Qu Youchun Christmas Eve West Lake has no moon grass window rhyme.
Unfinished acacia debt, but repeatedly caught, misty rain Luo Zhi. Even if you miss the early stage, you will be ashamed to contain half and submit to humiliation. Try to make the curtains thinner. Afraid of listening, tired of fishing flute. I'm even more afraid of him, lonely mountain after snow, dark plum blossom.
In the distance, the lake is blue. It is a string of frost beads, and it is also affected by the wind. If you don't want to peek at people, it's a bath in Yaochi. Why don't you wait for a while? This is the first time in Guangxi. There are hundreds of flavors, born in silence. Even after 10 thousand years, a reincarnation, we must keep it.
Zhegutian Shangguoyuan Liurong Temple
A wisp of green silk breaks the spring, and the blue is waiting for the cool cloud. It may be that the toad near the temple has good light, and it is new to wear birds in the forest.
Chasing the rain, measuring the stream marks, who is asked after a hundred years of ups and downs? The monk was drunk under the banyan tree, and the wine was warm after Dongpo left.
The first five sons of Shuidiao Song were written by Bailudong Academy.
A thousand miles in January, accompanied by Xunyang. Send smoke and water. Don't laugh at frost. What's the harm of not drinking when we go back to other places for an appointment? However, I am afraid that Zero Goose will not succeed outside the green house.
And Jiang Sheng, divided into colors, earned Qiu Guang. Pack up your mind and come to visit the reading hall. Zhang Gui, in front of the humanitarian court, once wrote about the fate meeting at that time, which can be interpreted as a busy poem? Fishing flute surging waves, tolerance and cooperation palace merchants.
Boating at Puhuahe Black Hole in Xijiang Moon
It was like the beginning of chaos, and I didn't realize it. The image of the sky disappeared for a while, leaving only the sound of paddles.
Where does the world come from? Lights suddenly appeared on the bridge of stars. It's raining in Little Galaxy. Will you forget the past?
When something goes wrong, kuya climbs high to see his friends off.
Walk in the frosty sky with this, and miss the night with this. When I dreamed that I was not born, I had nothing.
No successors, no pioneers. Why do you write when you cry alone in the void?
Xin Mao's Poem Jiao Na in Linjiang County on the Annoying Frost of Summer Night
I remember that Kong Lin once met you in Yaojie that month. The first is a charming smile. Innocent pearls begin to vomit, and tender faces begin to bloom.
Trust and know when life and death, oblivious to the skeleton. Su Jin is only with Xiaoqing. I am self-cleaning, although it makes people guess.
Qiu Tong fans watching Li Shengsu play "You Hu"
Where is the fairy, to fill the lake? Bai Yunfei for a while, smoke for a while.
The wind is the moon alliance, and the dream is the destination of the heart. If you don't chase water, chase mountains.
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