Poetry appreciation

The writer is Mr. Hua Farong, an old man from Bemba. Graduated from Peking University, literature lover, served as county and city leader for many years. After retirement, he compiled and published a number of monographs, such as Huai 'an Cultural Research in Ming and Qing Dynasties and Autumn Color Fu.

Here, I choose three poems that he felt in different periods to share with my friends.

Classmates and teenagers

I haven't forgotten the cold window for twenty years, and I have tasted the ups and downs.

Don't ask a loving mother to break the loom, but dare to teach the teacher to dance.

Sun Shan's reputation has declined, and learning to film Beijing is the key to success.

What saddens us most is that criticism has entered the classroom.

June 5438, 2002+10 month

? On the occasion of the 40th anniversary of joining the Party

Yan Yuan used to be a crazy teenager with a well-meaning tutor.

Walking around the world is like wind and fire, and I am also drunk and learn from the great sage.

Read the vicissitudes of life to distinguish between good and bad, and feel the bitterness and sweetness after the storm.

I don't cover my eyes with clouds. I firmly believe that China will have Yao's day.

65438+February 6, 2005

(Note:196565438+joined the Party in Peking University on February 6th)

? Return my book.

It was a blink of an eye, not yesterday, but the sky was crooked.

Thunder will turn into Mao Mao rain, and Mann will turn rainbow into sunset glow.

When you have time, you can study the pursuit of ink and enjoy the exotic flowers and grasses in the garden.

Wind and frost are many, and people are not old. I would like to do my best to thank Mulberry.

February 2006