Ten original seven-word poems, mountain people have no utilitarian heart for a long time, and the day and night are turned to the grass
Yuandong
The mountain people have no utilitarian heart for a long time, and they turn to grass day and night.
The twilight wind blows a flute, and the morning light shines on Shili Village.
The eagle viewing platform overlooks the hunting garden, and the blue lake is three miles into a square circle.
At that time, the royal family was idle to chase deer, and the people of the Er Dynasty practiced in the morning.
Dream back to the old garden of Baishan, ten miles of the river Qing Gong boat.
Yiren's delicate voice is like honey, and the jade fingers are soft and red.
On both sides of the Andong River in Yizhou, the brothers do not exchange the millennium gold.
The beacon fire has always resisted the enemy, and Shengping has already enjoyed the joy together.
Tonghui Yangzhou is connected by a river, and the north and south of the country are thousands of miles away.
Yandi was snowing yesterday, but the plum blossoms bloomed on the shore of Su.
The white-haired old man lives in the ancient temple, sitting in the garden and his eyes are blurred.
The three knocks on the wooden fish are silent, and they pray with one hand to the mortal world.
Xiaoxi fell asleep last night, and the plum blossoms were full of smiling spring breeze.
Call the waiter to set the wine for the feast, and listen to the piano and draw the boat with the drunk.
Self-pity sick body cold hall dwelling, willow crow twilight sleep.
The autumn wind and clouds are still in a hurry, and some people in Qingjiang return to the village.
The concubine asked Lang Jun when he would return, and the flowers bloomed and fell for forty seasons?
When I met again without a teenager, I talked about wine for ten years.
The wild goose flies south to carry the gentleman's will, and the night of Gusu is full of rainbows.
When is the period to be boiled together, when the poem and the piano phase and the moon are full?
2024.03.04 Morning work
(Author's signature: Shangde is a neighbor of Ruolanxiang, and Mingshan will choose friends for a long time.) Life is free and you must have both sides, and you can do a winery in one package. Senior practicing lawyer, loyal to the law, defender of private rights. I love poetry, poetry is free and easy, and the words are comfortable. Indifferent to fame and fortune, no desire for wealth and nobility, fishing in the Yangtze River, shrimp fishing in the Yellow River, and wine in the wild house. ）
About author:Senior lawyer, poet and lyricist