"Seven Laws of Drifting Snow".
Wen Jiangbo (Sichuan).
The snow and the wind come to cover the ugly, and it is famous all over the world to laugh and pull clothes.
Born with a thousand peaks and broad bones, and a hero who dies is thousands of miles away.
The cave is ashamed to be old, and Lanting has an appointment to return.
Thinking deeply about this taste has become a fall, and I am lazy to guard my mind and want to see the opportunity.
"Seven Laws Shangzhanghuang Village".
Wen Jiangbo (Sichuan).
Ruijing is suitable for the world, and the morning light is sprinkled into Yunxian.
Willing to be ambitious and crying, you don't need to use the purple smoke on Xuangong.
Anle Feng Fu is finally old, and the gentle rain is not worried.
Who should be happy with the show girl? Butterfly dreams talk about taking a willow boat.
"Two Poems of the Seven Absolute Grass Houses".
Wen Jiangbo (Sichuan).
1) After many years, the gate of the grass house is opened, and the road is covered with snow in the clouds.
Laughter is suitable for flowers to attract guests, and the phoenix flies in the wind.
2) Fan Dai invites to find wild grass and soft, and flies to open the way for a clear tour.
With his ups and downs, I am allowed to have a white head on my plum.
"Seven Laws of Zen".
Wen Jiangbo (Sichuan).
Lonely and uncertain, the north, south, east and west are the most absurd.
When it comes to the sails, it is advisable to enter, and it is more leisurely to know the rain and the air.
Time is scarce in the world, which means that there are a few days off from birth.
Whoever thinks of a plan for the dream break, why not bend your fingers and start from the beginning.
"Seven Unique Tours to the Lake".
Wen Jiangbo (Sichuan).
A water building covers the bamboo, and the childlike feather chrysanthemum fights for it.
On the day of the siege of the city on three sides, let the boat watch the wind and bring the wilderness.
Author:Jiang Bo, columnist of the Reading Sleep Poetry Society, and the Lu family in Ziyang City, Sichuan.
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.