Lin Yu's Poems

Farewell to Xiangyang old friend

When there are few tourists on the beam, it is still like hometown. The city has experienced war, and the characters hate survival.

Mulberry is green in summer rain and yellow in autumn wind. If you have a book that has nowhere to send, give it to the other person.

The cabin where the subject lives

If the house is empty and there are soldiers, the tax will be reduced by one point. Food and clothing are acceptable,

It's hard to smell the loss of money. Silkworms don't weave mulberry in summer, fields waste spring ploughing, and calves work.

Who will win in so many States? Killing people will be more glorious.

Shenqiu daozhong

Frost and fog sink distant stars, fragrant forest and spring birds.

The guest's eyes are full of drowsiness and vigorous.

Smoke condenses across the grass, and the forest surface begins to move.

The heart is easy-going and the wind is fast, and it is prosperous.

It's too late to fly, and Xia Yin gave birth to mulberry dates.

Generosity is a great pity.

It's late in early summer.

The mountain clouds are sunny and cloudy, and the rain gate is invaded by creeping weeds.

Qingchuan in the area is extremely eye-catching, with thousands of turbid peaks accompanied by micro-songs.

The male pigeon is singing in the dense garden, while Bai Niao is flying in the deep ditch.

Mai Xiusang is soft and Xia Yongfang, and he can't bear to search for it.

I haven't read Xia Sang's poems. Just in the same sentence, there are both Xia's poems and Sang's poems. I hope it helps you.