Mulberry picking is a gift
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
The peach blossoms on the waterfront of the embankment are smiling, waking up in early spring, and making trouble in early spring. Just ask how many people are in the dress.
Time is easy to get old and evil, and when it enters the red dust, it breaks the red dust. Fake the enchantment.
Picking mulberries and swimming in Poyang Lake
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
A wild goose fluttered in the air by the lake, scattering the reed flowers. Scatter the reed flowers and fall into the ripples of the sunset.
Sigh without wings Lingbo to go, looking at the end of the world. Looking at the end of the world, I saw the green mountains and no home.
Picking mulberries and giving rain to the city
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
The heart of the piano is written with the edge pain, don't be pitied. Don't be pitied, just hope that the east wind knows no makeup.
The appendix is dried several times in the spring and autumn months, and several are round. Several in circles, most of them bent in front of the tent.
Mulberry watch the newlyweds take wedding photos
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
The clear water of Yao Pond is refreshing, his face is shy, and his eyes are hooked. A couple of newlyweds stand in a colorful boat.
* Leave pimples, want to hug secretly, want to kiss and sigh. But he was laughed at by idlers.
Picking mulberries is confused
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
Confused, write about life, and sigh for human feelings. I didn't dare to calm down when I read it.
Tianya also does ridiculous things, the wind and rain are terrifying, and the wind and rain are silent. Only protect the poetry field and a piece of green.
Picking mulberries to watch the military parade marking the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China
Wen Tianya is a tired guest.
Lined up in a phalanx, shaking hands like a river, raising legs like a river. Wave after wave.
The military power is greatly invigorating the Great Wall, who is arrogant, not afraid of arrogance. The forces for the defense of peace are strong.
Face the sea and look for the light with your black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "speaking for grassroots poets" as its mission and promoting the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, the spiritual pleasure of poetry, and the revelation of poetry to living life.