Gengpen Winter and Spring: Appreciation of Li Jiandong’s Works?
Li Jiandong, male, pen name: Yangliu Dongfeng, has a bachelor’s degree and currently works in the Guangping Brigade of the Public Security Traffic Police Detachment of Handan City, Hebei Province.
Author profile:
Li Jiandong, male, pen name: Yangliu Dongfeng, has a bachelor's degree and currently works in the Guangping Brigade of the Public Security Traffic Police Detachment in Handan City, Hebei Province. He is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Chinese Poetry Association, a People's Art Creator, a deputy secretary-general of the People's Art Poetry Society, a member of the Hebei Writers Association, a member of the National Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles, a director of the Poetry Branch of the Ministry of Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and a director of the Hebei Public Security Writers Association. He is a member of the Hebei Style Collection Society, a member of the Handan Writers Association, a member of the first Handan Public Security Federation of Literary and Art Circles, a member of the Standing Committee of the Guangping County CPPCC, and vice chairman of the Guangping County Writers Association. Due to his outstanding work, he has been reported by many mainstream media. After work, he traveled around the world of literature and devoted himself to creation. He wrote anthologies "Poetic Heart" and "Song of the Heart". His works are scattered in "Selected Contemporary Poets", "Leader of the Times", "People's Art", "People's Art Poetry", "Homeland", "China Poetry News", "People's Public Security News", "Hebei Legal News", "Hebei Writers", "Handan Daily", "Handan Evening News", "Zhongyuan Business News", "Handan Literature" and other newspapers and magazines. There are more than a thousand works scattered in various media and have won many awards or been selected into different editions of books.
Author Li Jiandong Appreciation of works:
"Spring Snow"
The flying flowers have fallen into the cold spring, and the dancing sleeves and beautiful branches are sent to the world.
The cutting of ice silk is filled with dreams, and the fragrance of plum blossoms reaches as far as the mountain people.
"Spring Rhythm"
The spring breeze blows the willows and moistens the Goose City, and the green shores are painted with ripples.
The waterside pavilions are filled with the beauty of the countryside, and the pavilions and terraces are illuminated by the sunset.
"Early Spring"
The east wind blows the green waves in the first scene, and the tender willows and plum blossoms are always in love.
The clouds are warm and the sun is warm, and the geese are playing in the moon embankment and the flowing water is singing.
Tu Su’s drunken painting painted with blue color washes away youth in Fuyi City.
The fresh rain moistens the vegetation, and the sound of reading comes in time.
"Spring Breeze"
In February, the clouds are shining and the water is flowing, and the sky is full of green energy.
The warm trees and their branches are thin and green, and the delicate dust and wheat are blowing in the fields.
The wild geese and the wind and the kites are old acquaintances, and the fish's book reveals the leisurely sorrow.
There is a dream of mist and rain in the window of the bamboo path, and the fragrance of plum blossoms turns into an orchid boat in the drunken mud.
"Inscribed on Spring Willows"
The spring breeze is strong ten miles away from a tree, and the silk ribbon is green and fresh.
How charming is the light makeup, even the jasper becomes a chapter and comes out of the dust.
Mo Daoyi's long drunken sentence has nothing to do with the snow and the moon, which is more pleasant.
The slender posture is swaying in the smoke and water. After enjoying it, I still think about congratulations to Jizhen.
"Inscribed on Magnolia"
Hope that the spring air will pick up the fragrance, and the orchids in the sky and earth will be covered with brocade.
White jade Qizhi Lixue is jealous, Furong only hates Wan Nishang.
The heart of sandalwood has not changed year after year, and its original ambition is clear and fragrant.
The victory over ice silk opens the Cuiyuan, and the fate opens up and stays in time.
"Zhuang Song"
In the past, southern Xinjiang also guarded the border, collecting strong men in clothes and storing them in Qingchuan.
The loyal heart serves the country for three thousand miles, and the iron-blooded military soul spans the sea and the sky.
The blazing fire retains the youthful spirit, and the long wind and bright moon send to the countryside.
I dream of my children in my loving arms, and the illustrious monument is the rain spring.
"Written in the Half Moon Talk Column"
The political situation is harmonious and smooth in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the public opinion is in the wind and the policy is collected.
In half a month, blessings are spread as scheduled, and the current talk column contains clear flow.
The Communist Party of China revitalizes the country with its original intention, and works with patriotism to resolve worries.
Holding up the Jinliang Yunyan Zhao, sailing to pursue dreams endlessly.
"Nian Nujiao. Spring"
The long wind is strong, with Bing Xin, flying snow and plum blossoms. Thousands of miles of water, clouds and shadows, and a few lakes and trees with smoke. Cold and warm Tusu, faintly fragrant poems, just the right time to set foot on the Qingyi Road. The country is at peace, and the heroes are as good as ever.
Strolling, green flags and red flags, peach fields and pine moons, spring tea in the countryside. Young willows, old fish, new royal scenery, Cangtian's high neighborly feelings. The spring has been gushing for many years, and the rain has brought good harvests, prompting Kun and Pengzhu to emerge. Live up to your time, and be enlightened by the piano and sword.
"Linjiang Fairy. Yuanmeng"
The wild goose is like a cloud of water thousands of miles away, and where is the wind in the south of the house? The mountains and fields at the head of the village are filled with red flowers, the sparse shadows of sails are on them, and the fragrance of wine is lingering in the glass.
The sea, moon and tide bring books to two places, and the shore bridge tells the story of its original intention. The dream that has been destined for many years has not come true. How meaningful is this phase? The candle in the sky shines in spring and winter.
"A Cluster of Flowers. Winter Song"
In the sparse autumn, the nights are getting longer, and the flowers fall into the mud and are fragrant.
The wind and frost are like arrows, collecting the green of the river, curling the sycamore leaves, and the vast wilderness.
The crow crows in the cold moon, the mountain stream whispers quietly, and the old spring clothes are loose.
But this year, I will cherish my time, and the tide will rise and the clouds will appear.
The cloud steps serve as pillows draped with maple brocade, while drinking shochu and singing to the tune of your heart.
Feixue sends a letter, Su Mei gets a dream, and the future will be fragrant.
"Little Poetry. Spring"
They say you are hidden deep in the spinal cord of winter snow
They say you are hidden deep in the snow
The heart of the ice
A touch of weak strength
Catalyst the plum fragrance has not fallen off
Some people say you are gentle
Some people say you are wasting your time
You always leave behind when you come and go
Quiet footprints
"Nature"
?This winter is ordinary I thought again, the sky really longs to kiss the earth, and push the sun from east to west, passing by the flying leaves of the world! The fairy life that I longed for when I was a child, the clouds descended on every corner, allowing Fairy Lingbo to wander around the world. Muster up the courage to take away Yunfei and hum a song to see the flowers in the mist, so that the spring wind will be clear and clear, and it will be real!
?Where can I put my longings to find a place to rest? In which corner can I put my thoughts so that my blood will flow! But hearing people's voices has come from the ages, and life is hazy like a sweet and sour dream. Work and life, recreation and running around, pain and joy are soaked on the surface of the earth. It's like this every year, every year is like a song, openly talking about unity under the embrace of the sky, a fair taste of spring, a fair cup of nostalgia like tea and wine. Is the sky really so beautiful? I only see it now. The people who lived in those misty years in the past are all old, and their frosty hair has faded. Perhaps they and this flawless white scene were once connected by fate!
? Stretch out your hand and hold your original intention to work hard all the way, ? Step onto the grass and the orioles will fly. Listen carefully to the sound of the plow pulled by the snail, and the seeds sprout from the wrinkles of the mother earth in the mountains and rivers. Walking like a star through the long river of time, you can enjoy the unprecedented prosperity. You can see the water, sandbanks, green islands, peaks and mountains, mirages, etc., 80,000 miles in a circle, but you don’t know the true face of Lushan Mountain. The reason seems to be long! The wind invites clouds to help with the endless changes, the clouds invite snow to cover the somewhat impetuous atmosphere; the snow invites rain to wash away worries and spirit, and the rain invites rainbows to witness the fresh and moist territory. Give a quilt to the satellite in space, and imagine taking a nap here. Sleepless here is better than sleep, and you can take in the infinite scenery of the ordinary world.
?In the spring when the wind blows with the fragrance of flowers, I miss you for freeing up a piece of sky. In the passionate summer, I miss you for dedicating a piece of sky. Be generous with your youth, raise your heart light to the sky, and enjoy the sunshine of relief.
"Spring is Coming"
I woke up, opened my eyes hazy, and felt the gentle breeze on my eyelashes. Under the bright mirror, the water flowed under the surface of the river, moving Yu Jie's ice heart to be baptized by the spring sun. You are here, and you are aware of the warmth and coldness after a long time. This moment is like bathing in a rain of poems, sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The light yellow and tender green are just the prelude, and the fragrance of winter plums is also the perfect chapter for the continuation. Carrying too many beautiful verses, in fact, cultivating a simple heart is the beautiful scenery of the season.
Waiting is the most thought-provoking dream in life. Wherever spring is, spring is in the peach blossom garden in the heart. Every day's sunrise and sunset reflect the long journey. The footsteps of searching have their own love in all seasons of the year, but the one they yearn for most is spring. The grass grows, warblers fly, birds sing everywhere, green ants float in cups, etc. Little-known sights are commonplace. The story of spring has been interpreted for thousands of years by the pens of literati and the pavilions with music of piano and flute. Today, you are here again, how do you express your feelings? The flying snow falls into mud, and the tender memories are revived at the source of the river, at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, on the shore of the Liaohai Sea, etc., so lush and lush it does not take many days. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the wild geese return to my heart. Keep company with youth, and be neighbors with time. Let's add a sense of sincerity to your leisurely love.
Here you are, starting a new mileage. This road is filled with dust and wind, giving rise to the smoke in the willows on the embankments, the sound of nature in the flowing springs, and the vast mind nourishing simple and elegant feelings. Soft, delicate, charming, drunkenly singing, two close friends, a cup of tea, sending away the cold weather, and the spring breeze remains the same.
Pictures and texts Hebei Sannong Online Editor: Zhou Xuefan Platform release Chang Xiaoliu