Poetry on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month (group of poems)

Title: The group leader posted a picture of a beautiful woman wearing a red silk scarf for everyone to look at the picture and write poems

Look at the picture and write poems:

A handful Golden sand

I want to take you home

Give you gently in the palm of my hand

You are the one for me in this life

I kept it tight for fear of your pain

Let go and let you float

The sand in my hand

You float in the wind

During the Spring Festival Gala, a group of friends were writing solitaire poems, and I recorded what I wrote.

Looking for friends and happily meeting each other

Taking songs to find the flat and oblique sounds of sentences

The most outstanding achievements are those of returning guests

Glory

1. Solitaire

Only My Poem Group Spring Waves,

Brothers and Sisters Affection.

Gathering on the Internet from the south to the sea,

The sound of ancient rhyme is plain and flat.

2.

The group leader does not express any credit here.

Brothers and sisters will keep this in mind.

Editing and management are labor-intensive,

Red envelopes are often sent out to keep an eye on the situation.

3.

Poetry is full of red flowers at high altitudes.

I forgot to watch the Spring Festival Gala to pick up the poem dragon.

The men speak golden orchid language,

The beautiful women enthusiastically praise the ancient customs.

4. Caiyun

Who is drunk by a cut of winter plums?

Traveling through the Sui and Tang Dynasties one after another.

The small boat floats on the blue waves on the lake,

The swan raises its neck and calls to the lover.

There is true love in this place,

Sigui invites friends to enjoy the lanterns.

Friendship is hidden in the riddles,

Poems and songs sing the wind.

Drunk and enjoying the beautiful voice, my heart is happy,

I am busy writing poems during the Lantern Festival.

You come and I have a lot of fun,

Forever friendship will last forever.

Editor’s comment:

In his childhood, the poet looked at pictures and wrote poems among literary friends. He wrote poems and cultivated his temperament in the festive atmosphere. The poet was lucky to meet him and had endless fun! Recommended to enjoy!