Write the seven unique poems of Lidong and praise the seven poems of Lidong

The beginning of winter is the second one.

Qiu Yuan Dynasty

The drizzle is cold and there is no frost, and the leaves in front of the court are half green and yellow.

Xiaochun has not been there for many days, where the plum blossoms are fragrant.

Seven Laws, Lidong, New Rhyme.

In the beginning of winter, I still see the rain and the red leaves dance with the wind.

I didn't see the frost flowers coming to Zhuhu, and I felt that the elegant room was sweating slightly.

The frost cursive words are like a dragon, and the poetry of Yashi is flying.

The hidden whale swallowed 80,000 lamps, and the song became Liang Rao 9,000 times.

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Wang Haishuan. Wang Haishui, male, pen name Xingyunliu. Shanxi Pingshun Hongtiguan people. Poet of China Poetry Network, moderator of the Chinese Poetry Association, editorial board member of the World Poetry Literature Society, member of the Hong Kong Poetry Society; Moderator of Popular Poetry and Literature Society, member of Huangshan Song Poetry Literature Society, member of Shanxi Writers Association; Member of the Changzhi Association; President of Luming Taihang Poetry Society.

His works "Leisure Love" and "Trip to the Forbidden City" were included in "Selected Works of Contemporary Poets" (China Federation of Literary and Art Circles Publishing House). It has been awarded the "Building the Chinese Dream Together". Contemporary Poetry Masters" (World Chinese Poetry Association, Chinese Poetry Association).

He is the author of "Wang Haixuan's Poetry Anthology" (Unity Publishing House), "Ziyunxuan Poetry Collection" (China Federation of Literary and Art Circles Publishing House) and other poetry collections. More than 900 poems have been published on the China Poetry Network.

"Seven Laws: Yongli Winter Solar Terms".

Lin Shengtang ended the air conditioning in autumn, and the insects slept in the hole.

The yellow flowers are dried and the butterflies are gone, and the red leaves are withered and the birds return to the cage.

Although the chrysanthemum in the east courtyard is beautiful, the lotus in the west pond has withered.

The ink cool pen is frozen and sparsely written, and the warm wine pot is accompanied by the beginning of winter.

"Seven Laws: Beginning of Winter".

This is the beginning of the winter to urge the passengers, drifting through Chu since the stop of menstruation.

Hanging sails and walking are affected by the storm, and it is difficult to rely on horses to cast the road flat.

One day floating clouds in the ancient land, thousands of flowing water shallow and affectionate.

There are also wild geese in the south, so that I do not hesitate to cry and listen.

The Seven Laws of the Xiangjiang River are green and green, and there is no reason to hurt the guests.

The old garden can be overlooked to the north, and the road ahead of Yunfu is south.

The scenery is different, and the heart is the same goose.

But I am afraid that Jia Ju wants to thank me today, and I have to work my soul to dream again.

The Seven Laws want to get off the toad and gradually run out of lights, and lie alone in Jiangcheng this night.

The shadow in front of the cold bird building, whispering on the pillow.

Thousands of miles of frightening festivals stand again, how can anything be done in ten years.

Sleeplessness is not a lot of love, but only idle tears.

The Seven Laws of Jianghai began with a long career, and the miasma was full of smoke and trees.

Hanging branches obliquely look at seven or eight leaves, and the grass smells three or two stalks.

After the year is over, the winter relatives are older, and the guests are the same as the full moon.

The province has infinitely increased melancholy, and half of it still belongs to the east of Bashu.

The seven poems describing Lidong are as follows:

1, "Seven Uniques: Beginning of Winter".

The sky is lifeless and godless, and the frost and wind are half dusty. People are in the pen by the fireside, and thousands of families dream of spring.

2, "Seven Uniques: Beginning of Winter".

The harvest is in storage, and the cat should be poor in winter. Planting trees, digging ponds, and cultivating wheat, the coming year will be more red than last year.

3, Song Qiu Yuan's "Two Songs of the Beginning of Winter".

The drizzle is cold and there is no frost, and the leaves in front of the court are half green and yellow. Xiaochun has not been there for many days, where the plum blossoms are fragrant.

4, Song Qiu Yuan's "Two Songs of the Beginning of Winter".

Qifeng is full of loose tea smoke, and the light rain is slightly wet. Kenxin is cold and early this year, and the old man is brown and not cotton.

5, Song Dynasty Zijin Frost "Beginning of Winter".

The lotus pond in the water is full of dry eyes, and the west wind gradually makes the north wind blow. The boxwood is stubborn and especially colorful, and the birch is soft and semi-sparse.

The door can wake up with cold frost, and the window is good for reading. Plans to make an appointment with Sanjiu Yinmei Xue, and also borrow his own small stove.

6, Ming Dynasty Wang Zhideng "Lidong".

The autumn wind blows away the old courtyard, and the yellow leaves and danfeng pass by. A little Zen lamp is half a moon, and tonight is more cold than last night.

7, Song Dynasty Lu You "This year's Chrysanthemum Fang Blooms After the Beginning of Winter and Drinks".

Hu bed moved to the chrysanthemum furrow, and the drinking utensils were sour and cold. The wild fruit is like Dan and still like lacquer, and the village mash is like honey and complex.

Chuan Fang's cooking of lamb's feet, breaking the ring is still ashamed of the crab navel. As soon as he got drunk, he drove the yellow calf out, and Dongqing was about to plow the plow.

8. Liu Ji of the Ming Dynasty "Writing in Winter".

Suddenly, I saw the peach blossoms coming out of the little red, because of the warm wind in October. The year's achievements cannot be returned, and the winter season can not be paid to Zhurong.

No star can rain well, and the clouds will become a rainbow. The shrimp toad and the butterfly are wishy-washy, and the white dew bush is singing every day.