Anhui Li Lingji
The moon was dark and the path was bleak。Today came back to Xiao temple, there is no grudge and no heart。 Banda Cloth red steps return frequency, meet flow eight bitter body。Do not have to meet my suffering, floating life are ascetics。 New Yellow Crane Tower The ancient vicissitudes of life do not know, immortal return never too late。Time for all the original things, only the name of the building is old。 潭 边 Sitting on the shore of the lake, the clear water reflects the blue sky。Maple deep fan temple, autumn cloud far hanging mountain。Zen monk sound, solitary wild goose sunset side。Wanfu streamer go, such as any natural。 友 来 Poor empty walls, good wine knows no bounds。Mo Tao no vegetables today, a plate of broad bean flowers。 Love of butterfly When I am in the future, the king has been in the three flourishing, condensing love in coloured glaze, holding hands flowered moon state, the spring breeze before Buddha worship。When I did not return, the king is not, but the debt of life, Mo Tao reincarnation can still wait, the next life has gone to the west sky。 Linjiang Xian • Revisited Longhu Park with his wife Wanlin spring breeze drooping willow green, love a Wu moved, when the black waterfall hair shoulder, meet the star to go, the sky。I send career bright moon tears, after many years Chang 'an, flowers asked the other side of the years, reincarnation dream, a hand kind of Jiangnan。 Qingping music • Monk Cangshan sleeping, the ancient temple slightly drunk, breaking the wooden fish are tears, do not put the red dust aftertaste。Red maple shake off kasaya, reincarnation regardless of years, don't ask where the west sky, the bell fell into sunset。 Author's contact: Xiaoxian People's Bank of Anhui Zip code :235200© 2021 Hunan Changde Poetry Society. All Rights reservedXiang ICP No. 14009931 -1
Website construction: Keyi e-commerce