Some of his works have been selected into Selected Prose of China, Biography of China Poets, Calligraphy Exhibition of China Green Poetry, Selected Works of China Contemporary Tourism Poetry Association Volume II, Century Poetry Ceremony Volume VI, Selected Poems of China in 2004, Archives of China Lyrics and Flying Dreams. & ltroot >； & gt, Grand View of Contemporary Poets in China,>, "Grand View of Good Poetry in China" and "Grand View of Good Poetry in China",>, Grand View of Contemporary Poets and Poets in China Volume I Volume IV 201/Annual Poetry Festival, Grand View of China's Fine Poetry.
Weng Zhiyong's personal writers and good friends of poets are: Mr. Liu Di, Beyond Poetry Magazine in Shandong, and China Literature and Art Newspaper in Guizhou. Mr. Du Xingquan, Mr. Yu from Yunnan, the late poet from Sichuan, Mr. Yang Zi from Wenchuan County, Mr. Zeng Xiaoping, Mr. Song from aba normal university, Mr. Hu Qinghe from Ganzi Daily, Mr. Xiaoshuihe from Jiangxi, Mr. Mao Yi from Shanxi, Mr. Puzi from Jilin and other poets and writers.
Weng Zhiyong's resume was first entered in 2004.
Changjiang Literature Newspaper was reprinted by aba normal university in 2005, and the essay Rain and Dust Are Together is one of the popular essays in the literary world.
Weng Zhiyong's excellent prose: Qian Shan is always in love.
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Lishui university today.
Author: Weng Zhiyong
Love is an endless rope that binds you and me.
Greetings are notes floating in the wind.
The growth of concern, the memories left behind, the lingering fragrance and the lingering charm are your sincere hearts.
I see your pure eyes and feel your beating heart. I stare into the distance and weave my eyes into blessings.
Qian Shan is full of water, and the expression of greetings makes the lines combine into precious human feelings.
I feel your breath, I give my heart to the wind, blow your hair, let me shout for you. The colorful tidbits of your beautiful world touched me, and I told myself: your tiny state of mind, your upward ambition and your great ambition. ......
Leaping over Qian Shan, I will meet you after a thousand turns.
Let this worry go with the water.
I see your bright face, like a flower, blooming in this colorful season.
Let the hearts stick together!
The fruits you harvest,
That is a beautiful song that rings in my heart!
Published in the original & gt total125th.
"West Wind" reprinted 34 issues.
The second issue of "Igmo Mark" was reprinted.
Appreciation of Weng Zhiyong's Excellent Prose
Walk into Qionghai
Author: Weng Zhiyong, you let me answer, where Xichang is the most beautiful and brightest, my answer is Qionghai.
After thousands of years of deposition, it is not only the cleanliness and beauty of a pool of water that attracts your curious eyes, but also what you see.
Life has endowed people with aesthetic concepts and standards, not only words that stimulate you to sigh, but also human thinking.
Life gives people aesthetic vision and touch. In my mind, what is the shape of the lake?
My projection is also rippling in the lake. The tender color and ripples are in harmony with the color of the lake. I asked in my mind, Qionghai is so wide, and the soft waterline and waves release layers of rhythm in the spring breeze. It's a show that makes people want to reach out and touch the lake.
I also want to kiss my heart for the last time, kiss the lake and clean it.
The wind is also very soft, and the water is softer. People in this scene also ask softly? The mountains, rivers and lakes of the motherland are legends of nature, expressing the combination of man and fairy, a fairyland on earth.
I have an appointment with the lake fairy. Do you really want to dream on the boat?
Dream, the agreement with the lake, today, I appear in your arms, I like sightseeing on the lake between mountains and rivers so much.
Speak the truth, the most sincere feelings.
Qionghai, written by nature and feminine, makes people fondle it and enjoy it.
Appreciation of Weng Zhiyong s excellent poems;
Ocean observer
Give the line of sight a plane,
Let the wind kiss the water.
Listen to the greetings between the waves,
Look at the attention between the waves.
The wind watcher asks for eyes,
People who look at the sea are very helpless.
Listen, I heard a homonym,
Listen, I see beauty.
To listen to the folded notes,
Spread the sky of music.
To see a world,
Crystal world, enjoy a scenery.
Published in Changjiang Literature No.21-22.
Aba Teachers College newspaper reprinted in 16 1 issue.
Qilu Shiyuan was reprinted in five issues.
Nan Yun Literature was reprinted in 7 issues.
China Literature and Art was reprinted in 36 issues.
Reprinted in 5 issues of Poetry Friends.
I love you
Love is casual, but it hurts.
Say it a thousand times.-I love you.
But I can't get a whole heart.
Tomorrow, the scenery at dawn and dusk.
This is the scene of sunset,
Infatuation is absolute, and there is no relative opportunity.
Love the world of mortals; Love in the world of mortals.
How to ask heart to heart,
Kissing the sound of years.
How to paddle,
Love,
Pointer trajectory.
Emotion without love
Only imagination is left in my eyes,
Can tell the leisure of light.
With the gentle wind,
Words of blessing.
Looking forward to a century,
Love fills the stars in the storm.
Come and go, or turn back.
A belief,
Open your heart to winter.
There is sunshine about the progress of love,
Give up a selfishness.
Create an alley,
Keep your eyes open.
Let go of a blank, sleepy love,
Sincerity of love. Like wind and rain,
Or weave a wreath of love.
Weave one and a half suns,
The moon with a cool breeze at night.
Embark on a journey and look for it all the way.
Love kisses the wind and drizzle.
Select blank.
Without the best endorsement,
Speak out the grievances in your heart.
Cry, your eyes are red with crying. Crying dry the river.
How calm the rainy season is after the injury,
Drop by drop. Jumping planes,
How to turn on the real screen?
Love poetry
The charm of square characters,
There is a magnetic force.
Seek a rest in the artistic conception.
In the combination of sounds, an emotion is announced.
Painted eyes can always see the lofty sentiments of the mountains,
The softness of water. The troubles and emotions of the world.
I transferred my soul to a dream,
I can't explain why I should be honest with my heart.
In exchange for the truth of a sentence,
The location of writing is destined to be better than flowers.
It's all a little cumbersome.
Rose rose
I don't know. There is always a fascination.
Your name is charming.
Feeling may be the best choice,
The courage to shout. I love you,
One is pure, the other is elegant.
Some are noble, some are confident.
The devotion of love and the recovery of joy.
Love you will never shrink back, grab your soul.
Accompany me to the grave and love you forever,
Worthy of my love, so I cherish it.
Nostalgia and Acacia
You are an unfinished rosy cloud,
The atmosphere of the game.
Nor is it a faint smile, walking in the clouds in my heart.
Blurred, the wind kept blowing,
Laugh, how to find it.
You drew your heart, the fanaticism of missing,
This is the sunset, a beautiful moment.
You used to have flowers in full bloom.