This is a work from the Shanghai poetry circle
Shen Fuchu
Revealing his true feelings
Flying clouds chase the hazy moon, and people meet each other during the festival. I still remember the old memories of Liang Yuan, sighing that gatherings and separations were too hurried. Listen to thousands of sounds and play thousands of tunes. The separation and union follow the sky, and the west and the east meet.
Tian Ao
He suffered from severe pain in his waist and was later found to have bone spurs. In the past, life expectancy might increase by three to five years.
Yi Huan was also happy when he saw all the people ascending to Fuyu.
Two
Chinese and Western theories are both flawless, and they are far from each other.
If I explore diligently for several years, I might be able to see lotus flowers in the sewage.
Three
Greed and anger can be eradicated from now on, eighty-nine times tolerant and ten times grateful.
Even if it’s hard for a weakling to move forward, his heart can still catch up with him.
Chu Shui'ao
Jingshui Hall Miscellanies
Jichou Qingming
At this time, I most miss the soul of heaven, and the sages of one generation will survive for hundreds of generations.
The blue blood condensed the great love back then, but the brilliance of my heart is deeply scarred today.
The waves before and after always return to the sea, light purple and deep red every time I think about my roots.
The awe-inspiring and sacred atmosphere remains, and the rugged and flat areas are not degraded.
Two poems by brothers Chunri and Pengju, following the original rhyme
One
I don’t see the ruins in the suffering, and the fragrance is suddenly more than enough.
Spring blossoms are not too late, and poems and dreams are as knotted as ever.
The warm water is nourishing the soil, and the clear wind is a good companion for books.
I still think it is too elegant, so I would like to invite Baiyun to live there.
Two
When you arrive at the old ruins to welcome the spring, your thoughts will be overflowing.
Don’t lament that small creatures are even the beginning of heaven and earth.
If there is fragrance, there should be a way. If there are no words, there should be no books.
The place surrounded by flowers and trees was my home back then.
Mr. Cheng Jinchuan claims to be a commoner with a sense of poetry
Large pieces of articles cannot express emotion, but commoners are immortal and live forever.
I often write poems on the sea and my heart is calm, and every time I read Wuyuan, my bones are clear.
The stories often show generous ambition, and the outspoken words overflow with excitement.
Look at the past with a smile and ride on the wind to see thousands of miles of beautiful mountains and rivers.
The West Mountain of Beijing expresses interest
The green trees carry deep dew in the morning, and the famous mountains are intended to attract visitors.
Hide your face when the scorching sun dodges, and your spiritual energy is always refreshing.
The winding road in the middle of the mountain is unfortunately missing, and the peak is searched for the entire fee.
Remembering the events of my youth with emotion, I saw the golden roof of the Summer Palace in the distance.
Important feeling in the study
The bright window of Jingbao faces south. Guests can take a look if appropriate.
Poems and essays should be understood in leisure time, and the meaning of poetry should be understood in a quiet place.
Read thoroughly about life and discern the state of the world, light incense and witness the shrine.
I also felt the sincerity of my friends and diligently replied to their letters under the lamplight.
The state of mind in the world of mortals
I can’t bear the rolling world of mortals, but I still pay my sincerity to the God of Beauty.
I often follow the Jin Dynasty by drinking wine, and I love being a poet.
Chongwen has long promised a thousand years of service, and will eventually travel thousands of miles to serve the country.
Being close friends today may be the cause of the past life.
Yuan Dingxuan
Feitian
Asking about Tianxing outside Wentian Pavilion, it is another long journey.
Step into space and leave footprints, the golden wind sends triumphant songs everywhere.
Chen Pengju
Inscribed on the Rhododendron Valley
How many magical red cuckoos, Trumen dreamed of them when he saw them.
The scenery of Yuhuan is full of light, and the blue sea embraces the moon.
My poem appeals to my heartstrings, and I am intoxicated by the beauty of Yichun.
In the colorful paper full of lovesickness, it is said that Qinglian is also pitiful.
Yuan Na'en
Ti Zhiqingling
Suddenly forty clouds and smoke, sharpening one's mind to connect with the sea and the sky.
The land of passion and dreams, the educated youth recalling the past on the mountain.
Changtai Tianzhu Mountain
Changtai Tianzhu is next to Jinchuan, and you can use your staff to climb up to play with the smoke.
Purple jade gate hides vines and green flowers, and the sound of spring is faint in front of the stone nest.
Under the green shade of bamboo, everyone is watching, and I sit alone in meditation on the rock of my heart.
When the writing and ink were originally pure, how could I sleep on a monk’s couch when I was drunk?
Note: Jinchuan, Purple Jade, Stone Nest, Suwu, and Xinyan are the names of the scenic spots
Turpan
The yellow sand goes straight up and is destroyed by the hot wind, and Cui Wei looks at the vast desert .
The Karez is covered with snow for thousands of years, and the city of Gaochang is filled with eternal sorrow.
The wild rocks in the Gobi are moving, and the white clouds are calming down at leisure.
I think of the Qiang flute complaining about the willows in the distance, sitting alone and thinking about the company of the ancient moon.
Two Poems from Taxkorgan Stone City
It is said that the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty passed by this place while studying for scriptures from the West.
1
The monk has been gone for more than a thousand years, and the stone city is empty and the white stones are swirling.
Listen to the camel bells in the distance and wonder about the Buddhist chants, and talk about the fate of Zen for a long time on the earth platform.
Two
The stone city is empty and the earth platform is like dust.
The snowy peaks of the Gobi Desert face each other far away, and the birds fly to the west.
On the road from Kashgar to Stone City
Thousands of cold rocks meet the icy peaks, and the Qingchuan River is full of valleys and quiet sky.
The setting sun slanted away from the frontier fortress, and the white snow and blue sky turned red.
Huangshan Bifeng
Xinwumeng's pen does not produce flowers, and the spiritual stone scholar lies alone in the clouds.
The peak of Bihan is soaring to the top, and Qingjia is seen dripping with ink.
There is a stone on the side of the pen peak, which looks like a scholar sleeping.
Buddha Palm Peak in Huangshan Mountain
Strange pines and rocks are all charming, and the dangerous paths and forests are confusing.
After the rain, where the mist is misty, the clouds are opening and the Buddha's hand is moving from the sky.
Huangshan Baizhang Spring
Thousands of strange peaks are inserted into the sky, and flying springs are hundreds of feet high in the clouds.
The rocky valleys are lush and green, and the clear streams and tall autumn trees carry the wind.
Huangshan stalagmites
Huangyue Cuiwei Wanren Peak, the blue sky competing with golden hibiscus.
The Arhat faces the empty world of the sea, and enters into the spring bamboo shoots and dew.
Huangshan Expressions
I never tire of climbing here to look for manuscripts. Huangshan is unique in the world.
Tiandu Peak stands with a lion facing the palace, and the clouds and waves roll over the whales and play with the ducks.
On the steep cliffs, fierce tigers squat and crouch, smoke and pine trees flutter and dragons dance.
Not because I was drunk and splashing ink randomly, but my old eyes are blurred by the sand.
Two poems from Qianzi Mountain
Longtanba in the forest of bamboo and sea of ??bamboo, wash the green Maofeng cloud tea.
For thirty-five years, I have been dreaming every day, looking at the sunset over the flat field.
My soul wanders around Longtan Dam in my dreams, and my white water flows through the green cliffs.
In Qiujiu, I returned to my old place and drank tea from Maofeng’s hometown.
Jiuzhaigou Pearl Beach Waterfall
There is no pearl waterfall in the world, and thousands of pieces of jade brocade are waiting to be painted with ink.
If the banished immortals were still here today, I would not recite quatrains or draw incense burners.
Tiger running, walking rhythm Chen Pengju
In September, the lake is full of residual lotus, looking for words, listening to the spring and sipping tea.
Understand that causes and conditions come and go, and the grass is green and the sky is green.
Li Jingnan
Random Thoughts on Climbing Yaji Mountain
Beijing and Chu call each other to Yaji Mountain, and the cuckoos pray for long dreams.
The word "educated youth" contains the history of youth, and your eyes are full of sunset and your heart is wide.
Ye Shanxun
Reminiscences of Educated Youth
I went to the countryside at the age of sixteen and experienced wind and rain, and at the age of sixty I went up the mountain to walk on the cloud platform.
Ask the moon to find the true color, then you will know that the youth comes from the blue place.
Wang Fan
Reflections on visiting the old place
I once worked in the fields here and became young and beautiful several times.
A beauty is lucky to have gray hair, and a young man has no regrets about learning from the sages.
Leave right and wrong, honor and disgrace at your fingertips.
Finally, we climbed up to Buyunting Pavilion and looked forward to Shun's day and Yao's day.
Nie Shimei
Congratulations to Changping brother Songbin Bu on his joy of living in Changping
The small building in Rongcheng has a comfortable sky and a unique musical sound.
Six bamboos support and sparsely reflect the three osmanthus trees, and poems and books lie high in the forest.