A place that cannot accommodate the real will definitely not be able to accommodate the human soul. Reality is the ultimate habitat of human beings.

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Where the ink falls is stained by lovesickness

Seeing a gentleman for the first time

I am still in my cardamom years

Holding cloves in my mouth

Eyebrows are like Indigo Naturalis

The spring breeze moves the cicada's clothes

Polygonum multiflorum covers the green hair

As quiet as the pale bamboo under the moon

Moving like the Xinyi flowers in the wind

The peach blossoms on the human face cross the spring breeze for ten miles

The hand that holds the child is filled with pity for the (lotus) seed

Throwing red beans knots the branches of a lifetime

In exchange for lilies in this life, we will know each other forever

"Niannujiao. Autumn"

Text/Wang Guangjun

Autumn in Lingnan comes, no frost falls, Zhengyang charcoal cooks sky. The shade of the dense trees is so thin that you can't smell the cicadas, and the strong wind makes you sweat through your clothes. I was winnowing money in several places, lying down and turning on a small bamboo mat, sleeping lightly. The clouds cover the sky and the sky is dark, making it easy to fall asleep under the sudden rain.

I should think of the moonlight in my hometown, the moonlight is as bright as the sun, and I sigh alone while lying on my pillow. Jin Ying is no longer the most prosperous person, but the red color is in a mess, adding to the sorrow. The green ants have tasted it for the first time, raising their glasses to the moon and reminiscing about the past. The remaining points fade away, and I return to my heart and fly across the mountains.

"Drunk"

Text/Qinglu

Looking at the moon while drunk, the pines and bamboos are drunk and romantic.

After finishing the glass of wine, Mr. Shang learns and forgets his worries.

(Note: Monkey refers to Jin Shan Jian. Shan Jian is addicted to alcohol and guards Xiangyang. He often visits Gaoyang Pond and often gets drunk. Monkey backload refers to him lying down after being drunk. In the car, he was described as drunk and unconscious.

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"Late Wind"

Text/Late Wind

The redness of the branches as the setting sun

The twilight falls at random Lamp

In lonely days

Are those hands

cold?

In lonely days

Does that heart

hurt?

Silly girl

Don’t be afraid to wait

The late wind knows best

Goodbye is both parting and reunion

"A Sad Poem"

The text/book is light

Withered vines, jackdaws, west wind

A desolate scene

The skinny horse has gone

In search of oasis

Running across the vast desert

That year

I Carrying luggage

Starting a wandering career

Smiling during the day

Night is the real face

The length of the night

Not as good as the inner suffering

That dusk

Meeting you by chance

The short-lived beauty

Just like finding you in the desert Arrived at the oasis

Before I could hug you

You disappeared into the vast sea of ??people again

Only the skinny horse was left in the cold wind Call sign

"Pity the Chrysanthemum"

Text/The Lone Goose with Broken Wings

I want to make a chrysanthemum into a wine glass

Pour the slow drink Qiuhui

The frost branches understand my sympathy

So the wind blows the cold fragrance back

The frost bullies the color, and the cold pursues it

Why The beauty is destroyed by the cold

Deeply sad that I cannot be the owner of the flower

Cleverly fertilizing under the roots of the lotus hoe

"Wuling Spring Sends Wild Geese"

Ci/Nanshan Yihuanu

The chrysanthemums on the fence in Hengyang are falling in the wild geese formation, and the leaves are stained with frost and are first red. Leaning alone on the sloping railing to see you off, we will see you again someday.

Who knows that we hate separation at this time, north and south, west and east. I feel a little sad in my dream, and the mountains and rivers are far away.

"Yellow Bean Leaves"

Text/Laughing Spring Breeze

The full moon silently shines on the water, and the yellow flowers and reeds are blooming in autumn

Looking at the head of the river from the boat, the water is leisurely, and the pipa is playing the pipa, expressing my sorrow.

A collection of poems/Dark Orchid

"Untitled"

Three Autumn Lonely

A continuous stream of water

Looking to the end of the world to rest

Thousands of paper cranes

Carrying the pain and sorrow

Qingluan traveled thousands of miles

Recalling that time

A heart knot

Playing old songs

Accompanied by a solitary lamp

Caressing the tears and wiping the wounds

I always hate that my youth urges me to say goodbye

The love is endless

The flowers fly and the water flows without a trace

The rainy season is crazy

A few poems about Liu Si in vain

Where to find the eight flavors of Meng Po

Go to the present time

The pain is deep in the bones

Sighing in the dream

One The ground is broken

The news of the death is gone

"Untitled Two"

Leaves dance on the steps of the courtyard

The window contains the cold moon

A few flutes startled the curtains

Autumn arrives in the west building

Desolate and lonely Lingling

Looking at the window but seeing a sad scene

That's it

Empty and laborious

The night is heavy

The worry has not rested

A lingering dream

The cold wind soaks the moon cage in the secluded courtyard

Sighing the red spring and green summer

It’s the past

The old leaves and autumn branches

Strong It's said that the clouds are light and the wind is gentle

The cicadas are crying for a long time

Sprinkling traces of cries

all over the Xuan Ling

What's more embarrassing

Dream drunk and soul lingering

Lone Ying Chou Ting

"Memory of a Flower"

Text/Qinghe Tingyu

The sunshine of the morning

Breaking free from the shackles of the clouds

The little flowers are jumping with emotion

A first exploration of the world

Little Birds are chirping

Discussing what they saw and heard yesterday

People are gradually coming and going on the path

The bustle of morning exercises

Occasionally there are glances Sweeping over the little flowers

Only staying for Xuyi

The wind blows over the branches

Let the waist and limbs of the flowers dance wildly

The rain steps up crackling

After a burst of autumn rain

Only scattered petals are left crumbling

The fallen petals are covered in the yellow muddy water

What's the point? Relationship

A flower has bloomed

Next year it will definitely

Meet a sunny day

2020-10-31

There is a very lovely person in the world. This person is reading this article. I really envy these words. From thousands of miles away, I want to meet you on my behalf.

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Author | Original poetry | Cao Lili/Wang Guangjun/Qing Lu/Late Wind/Shu Mo Dan/The Lonely Goose with Broken Wings/Nanshan Yihua Slave/Laughing Spring Breeze/Dark Orchid