My heart is pure land, reserved for poetry (group poetry)

Pilgrimage writing

Wandering in the garden of poetry all day.

Enjoy the sunshine. On the edge of the rain

Weave dreams and hide gaps in words. Rooted in life

Sweet and sour, elegant, exploring.

Gentle words, with time as the background

I can't be unconscionable. I roll the sun in the greasy soil.

Running wildly, I see the beads are round and jade, and the customs are swaying.

The heart that worships words is green.

A deep and shallow layer of moss, lush.

I always want to open small red flowers, and the fruit is drooping and purple.

Light a lamp for loneliness, shake the piano for loneliness, and sit on the trembling echo of the mountain.

Floating clouds

Walk with language

I am very happy. In my life, I have begun

A powerful army to build a writing castle

Meet with words, with emotion, color, melody and heroism.

Peach blossoms bloom in March, giving birth to the fragrance of words.

Wheat blooms in May.

The earth bears the undulating waves of words and golden wings.

I faded layer by layer, and I was so tired that I was sweating.

The bright red thorn in the temper played down the growing white hair and obesity.

Sitting in the whirlpool of emotions, polishing gorgeous poems and sunshine all the way.

Help the wind, hold the rain, and step on the fallen flowers.

Walk with the words and take a happy melody.

It snows in Bitan, and flowers bloom in spring.

◎ The gurgling sound of running water and fist music.

How interesting vibrato is. The shared branches are lush and wet.

Dream of underwater sound

Smooth verse, deep and crystal clear, quiet at the foot of the mountain.

Day and night, like vines, evergreen all year round.

Singing around me every night, chanting every day.

The murmur of running water slowed down. I hit it.

Gallery-like landscape, listening to the snoring of the canal and keeping balance with your heart.

Let go of your galloping thoughts, and the dragonfly is coming.

My dream hand is like a paddle. My flying pen is like an arrow.

Become an eagle in the air, and the yellow leaves break into ashes.

I'm glad to see the water flowing. Like a blooming flower

What should come is coming, and what should go is going.

I like fireflies, eagles and lightning on the road best.

There are also those cordyceps that are lit by spring, including under the dim light.

Tian, a word player

◎ Poetry is long and dreams are far away.

I will take care of my feelings and disassemble them.

A stream is long and the years are long.

In landscape writing, drunk drinking time.

Thinking of falling, in the center of the earth, the pure land in the depths of life.

Highlight the brilliance of life and look at the clouds and clouds everywhere.

Chunhua Qiushi, a little bit of arrival.

The rain is rolling and the wind is crying.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast.

I wander and miss again and again.

Transparent years goblet, stars embracing each other.

Flowers and plants that pour out silently every day overflow.

Blurred impulses, such as fog on long hair, are fragrant.

The quiet beauty of life has a long lotus rhyme.

Facing life, poetry blooms. Bend down and pick it up.

A burst of laughter. My dream is bright and my heart is flying.

Look at the flowers in spring and the moon in autumn, the trembling branches,

Poetry is long and dreams are far away.

Editor's comment:

The first "Jingyu Cup" National Poetry and Calligraphy Grand Prix in Rizhao was hosted by the Sleeping Buddha Temple in Ayeshan, Shandong Province, such as the Grand Prix hosted by the editorial department of Yunshiyuan. The theme is mainly to describe the scenery of the reclining Buddha Temple in Aye Mountain and the compassionate spirit of Buddhism, and to write calligraphy couplets reflecting the positive energy of the world, Chinese paintings, poems, essays and novels related to Buddhism, so as to inspire wisdom, help the people and promote Buddhism! Thank you for your contribution. No separate comments will be written during the contest. After the call for papers, professional judges will be invited to make a fair and just judgment on the award. Only the contribution will take the quality. I wish you good results in this competition! Please look forward to the results of the contest! Say hello to the poet and recommend reading.