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"Wild Chrysanthemum"
The smoke covers the clouds and protects the rock beside the rock, and the slim waist is wearing a jade shirt.
Thoughts linger in the stream, and the breeze carries dreams to the mortal world.
The pickaxe is still dancing gracefully, and it is even more carefully inlaid on the mountain screen.
Only in this true realm of flowers, when will I return to bed and take the title of king?
2021.10.30
"Frost Day Works"
A broken chrysanthemum is blooming in the evening breeze, lying on the moonlight curtain of the south window.
Although I have always had a poetic heart, I still feel sorry for myself. I had known that I would not have to take advantage of my destiny.
There is no place to write about old feelings and pulses, and there is no nourishment for peace and quiet.
I am so melancholy that the frost has fallen, and the new cold has invaded my body and I am sick of it.
Revised on October 25, 2021
"Passing Through Lihua Valley in Fushun with Friends in Late Autumn"
The mountains tower over Yunfuling Ridge, and the quiet road to the canyon goes straight south.
The white grass and valerian trees are old in autumn, and the frosty pears still have a sweet nutty flavor.
I had no interest in coming here, so I went to have something to talk about on the way.
As long as everything goes well next year, it will be fun to visit again.
2021.10.18
"The ancestors of the main peak of Qipan Mountain said that the heaven and earth are the bureau, the stars are the stars, and the ruins have been transformed into immortals through the ages."
The Misty Heaven descends to the second Fairy, playing chess in the sky with white clouds.
He came to Hongyuxing as his son, and Ma Xiaoqingfeng Stone as his plate.
Thinking about the ancient ruins that have been left for thousands of years, I am still amazed by the sheer mountains and mountains here.
Everything in life is like a chess game. It’s a shame that the outcome is determined by fate.
2021.10.13
"The National Day Tour to Beijing Garden Expo"
When I am middle-aged, I love to travel far away, and my eyes are open on the top of Eagle Mountain.
Wenchang Pavilion is filled with calm clouds and the sun is shining, and boats are moored in the clear water of Yongding River.
You can hear the chirping of birds in the forest on the stone steps, but you can still see the evening smoke closing in the sky.
In the gentle glow of the sunset along the way, the maple leaves are full of red and thousands of trees are in autumn.
2021.10.6 (Ten Unique Rhymes)
"Poem on Maple Leaves while Strolling by the Lakeside in the Autumn Morning"
The grass on the shore is windless and the jade dew condenses, and the sun rises while walking on a clear day .
Microwaves support the shadow of the flat lake, and the earth is full of darkness and clear color at dawn.
In order to see how easy it is to pity the lotus leaves, I will write about the old maple leaves.
Think slowly and carefully to find clear sentences, and rely on the railings of the viewing bridge alone.
2021.9.18
"Sadness on an Autumn Night"
One year old is cold and the other is frightened, withered poplar leaves falling and only stars left.
The song of the tongs is fading, the grass is bleak in the wind, and the wild geese are flying across the sky in the dark moon.
There is only hatred in living in the dust, and it is even more invisible in the clear night of dreams.
The six o'clock situation urges Shiyu again, and he plucks his heartstrings randomly and can't bear to hear it.
2021.9.22 (Lone Goose Enters the Group)
Read Mr. Li Jinglun’s inscription: Only the poetic feelings and things in the heart, the rest are all flowers in the mirror.
Recite a poem
Life is full of trivial matters, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
I have a new inscription to express my interest, and I occasionally chant Danxia with interest.
Don’t ask who will reward you when you succeed, just say that you are happy and happy.
There is only poetry in the heart, and the rest are all flowers in the mirror.
2021.9.20
"Ode to Morning Clouds"
The clear sky is scattered with wind and flowers, occupying the long sky and the sun is not covered.
Xiang Xiao and Yanshu and Juan, Linjiang Hanying, are still on credit.
The autumn light is as vast as silk, and the dawn is slightly woven with brocade clouds.
When something goes wrong, we look at each other for a while, and we are far away from each other for a while.
2021.9.16
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"The Occasion of Watching Herons and Egrets at Baisha Island in Hunnan on the White Dew Day"
Little bits of herons and Shazhu Bai , There are so many trees in the secluded distance.
Walking diagonally through the morning mist and languishing clouds, pecking through the evening mist and singing waves.
The autumn flowers are still at ease in the old wind, and the grass growing on the bank is also whirling.
Qingjiang has lived for a long time and the sky is dim, and I love the vast expanse of waves in the world.
2021.9.11 (Created at the decoration site of Longhu Qianlan Mountain) Don’t forget to relax when you are tired
"Ode to the Gardener"
Dongfeng Willows and Thousands of Peach Blossoms , the highest order is to spread the morning light.
Irrigation is done day and night without complaint, and farming is done in cold and hot weather.
Tianhe is willing to work diligently, and he can still look carefully at the dew.
China's flowers bloom year after year, and the spring scenery in the garden is also enchanting.
(Chinese Tongyun)
"Ode to the Alma Mater"
The return date has not yet been determined, and it is late to meet in autumn.
The ancient tree that connects the sky is still there today, and you can see this in the Dream Book Hall.
Three years of classmates miss old friends, and several rows of exhibition halls remember their teachers.
The towering terraces and beautiful scenery are just when the fat peaches are about to ripen.
2021.9.2 (Four Rhymes)
"Outing with Relatives and Friends"
On the August day, the clear fields are prosperous, and relatives and friends meet for a trip. .
There is no trace of the autumn grass singing, and the birds are singing in the forest without feeling tired.
Take photos of the new pavilion and enjoy the slanting wind.
Clouds stand tall in the sky, and people are as tall as the peaks.
2021.8.22
"The Beginning of Autumn"
The long-lasting sycamore trees are knocking on their own, and the sound is rustling, signaling the transition between summer and autumn.
The couch in the dilapidated building screams against the wall, and the chrysanthemums bloom by the fence in the wind.
Don’t lament that the new cold hurts the thin bones, why do you think of delicacies because of rough rice.
Waiting until the sun shines, Xingxing parades to the surrounding suburbs.
"What Happens After the Rain"
Jiangcheng started to surge wildly at noon, and the heavy rain poured down and the sales were hot.
For a long time, the plains have been bright and clear, and for a while, the sky has built a rainbow bridge.
The sky is long and the surroundings are quiet. The boats on the curved shore are withered leaves.
Standing still in the setting sun to greet the evening, Danxia fills your sleeves with fire and clouds burning.
? 2021.7.31
Sudden showers and winds came, and a rainbow formed in the sky at first.
I didn’t change my slippers to the east of the city for fear of not being able to see him for a long time.
2021.7.31
Part 1 of "Climbing the Badaling Great Wall"
Galloping in the July sky, watching the cable car hanging on the Great Wall.
Fang came to the outpost to peek at the foot of the mountain, and then went up to the balcony to get close to the sun.
There are many tourists on the Haohan slope, and Wangjing Temple is quiet and cloudy at dusk.
Where is the emperor's son now? Looking down at the wind and dust, they are as dim as smoke.
2021.7.26
"Climbing the Badaling Great Wall" Part 2
The light rain came in the morning and it cleared up, so I took a walk with me Great Wall.
There are high and low barriers, steep rock cliffs, and sloping battlements on far and near towers. ?
My eyes widened when I thought about him, but being here is the most emotional thing.
Passing through the beautiful scenery, I looked back at the mist in the middle of the mountain.
2021.7.28
"Beijing Babaoshan Nostalgia"
The sky is shining brightly in the daytime, and there is a cemetery among the bushes.
The green pines shade the temple, and the hazy atmosphere obscures the treasure mountain.
In order to pay tribute to the sages and think deeply, there was a cold rain and wen stains.
Floating clouds will always come and go, but heroes will never return after they die.
2021.7.25
"Salute to the border guards who sacrificed their lives in the Kalawan Valley"
After many efforts and words, we will not allow barbarians to invade the country.
But when we see that we have to fight against the bandits at short range, we still protect our homeland with our loyal bones.
The poems of thousands of years are endowed with elixirs and heart notes, and their reputation will be preserved in the annals of history.
The green pines in Yunling know my intention, and they bow their heads to the south to worship the heroic spirit.
2021.7.18
"Singing the Heavy Rain"
The rain is raining along the street, and the noise is indistinguishable.
It is difficult to see flowers lying sideways and folded, and it is unbearable for a stranger to lean on the railing and smell them.
The sweat of the week is filled with smoke, and the mountains are dim and covered with clouds.
With thunder and lightning, the world is full of atmosphere
2021.7.13
(A heavy rain fell in western Liaoning on July 12, which lasted for a day and night. On that day I once took shelter from the rain in a new pavilion, and I wrote it based on my thoughts the next day)