Text/Yu Bing
Red font, faint thoughts.
Between the lines, at arm's length feelings.
There is an indescribable feeling.
Lakes and marshes is tender.
Hongyan handed the book and stared into the distance.
I only said that the distant mountains are faint.
The blue lake is vast, or the sky is blue and the clouds are pale.
You can't see the hidden words of love
It may bring you a little regret.
I walk alone under the moon or on the flower path.
Look at the willow tips on the moon or turn red like graupel.
It's been a long time. I've been waiting so hard.
Look at the swallow flying away from his eyes.
The clouds in Renyuan Mountain obscured the view.
Yun Zhongjun sent a brocade book.
Flowers are sweet and the moon is round.
Read between the lines and read like a face.
It's your determined eyes.
Sometimes it will become your warm smiling face.
There is such an emotion in my heart.
It seems that I am no longer afraid of wind, rain and thunder.
Or the mountain is high and the road is far.
It's sweet to see words like faces.
Waiting for stationery is very sad.
all
It seems too far away ...
I often look at the distant mountains with disappointment.
I often recall the distant past.
20 18.4.6
It's time to read words like faces.
Text/Yu Bing
Red font, faint thoughts.
Between the lines, at arm's length feelings.
There is a feeling beyond words.
Lakes and marshes is tender.
Hongyan handed the book and stared into the distance.
I only said that the distant mountains are faint.
The blue lake is vast, or the sky is blue and the clouds are pale.
You can't see the hidden words of love
It may bring you a little regret.
I walk alone under the moon or on the flower path.
Look at the willow tips on the moon or turn red like graupel.
It's been a long time. I've been waiting so hard.
Look at the swallow flying away from his eyes.
The clouds in Renyuan Mountain obscured the view.
Yun Zhongjun sent a brocade book.
Flowers are sweet and the moon is round.
Read between the lines and read like a face.
It's your determined eyes.
Sometimes it will become your warm smiling face.
There is such an emotion in my heart.
It seems that I am no longer afraid of wind, rain and thunder.
Or the mountain is high and the road is far.
It's sweet to see words like faces.
Waiting for stationery is very sad.
all
It seems too far away ...
I often look at the distant mountains with disappointment.
I often recall the distant past.
20 18.4.6
Description of Sars solution:
Yu Bing Archives of Contemporary Poets in China [Xie Fei -3I9]
Yu Bing's blog address: /gdm672294635
Ms. Yu Bing's poems accurately observe the described object and the similar scenery of this object, sneak into a certain artistic conception by borrowing things, and integrate her subjective understanding into the understanding of the scenery as a spiritual expression and sustenance. She is good at observing life and writing her own unique feelings. Through her strange imagination, she turned the invisible state of mind into an object beyond reality, poetically expressed the flashing wisdom in the depths of her thoughts, beautifully expressed her feelings, and objectively described the theme of objective wishes, which fully demonstrated the harmony between man and nature, seeing the situation, expressing feelings with animals, expressing feelings with feelings, using metaphors with ease, feeling naturally, and vivid language.
Xie Fei's Note: Poetry in the new century is produced after death, and excellent poets are all over the country. It took me six years to trace their poetic footprints, interpret poetry, distinguish the quality of poetry and understand the soul of poetry. Moreover, painting a dragon needs to make the finishing point. (Old saying: a poet is the heart of heaven and earth)
Author brief introduction Yu Bing and Geng Dongmei, members of Hebei Writers Association. 1986 began to publish his works, which were scattered in newspapers and magazines. Some of his poems have been published in Taihang Literature, Hebei Youth Daily, New Poems, Guan Ju's Love Poems and Shandong Poets. Some works were selected in Selected Poems of the New Century, and a large number of works were recommended by online journals. Poetry view: Poetry is the singing of the soul, which can redeem the soul and call for the ideal sunshine.