Wang Jianzhang s poetry works, what are the poems about Wang Jian?

The original ambition is the original intention, and knowledge changes people's destiny.

Pinde won the honor of Sheng, and learned tirelessly to be loyal.

When the seed sprouts and grows slowly, the towering tree will grow.

Wish vows to dream together, do not forget the original intention and goodness.

"Holding Hands" once remembered meeting at the beginning of that year, and the grass grew and flew in February.

The flower season is beautiful and lovely, and since then Hongchen has held his hand.

Forty years of ups and downs, sometimes bitter and sometimes sweet.

I don't feel that it is rare in ancient times, and it has been accompanied by each other for a hundred years.

Remembering the Mother" has been two years of life and death, and yin and yang are separated from each other.

I can't forget the mother's love back then, and I think about it with feelings.

"Childlike Heart" chases the wind and recalls the past, the most beautiful flowers and teenagers.

Physical fitness is strong and bearing, and the childlike heart is boundless.

Seven Uniques: Appreciate the cuckoo.

The wind and sun are beautiful and the white clouds are blowing, and the mountains are full of wild red rhododendrons.

In the sea of flowers and forgetting to return, there is smoke in the farmhouse.

Enlightenment" is bitter or happy, sweet and sour are always bitter and spicy, and virtue carries elegant items.

Blessing or disaster, blessing and misfortune are not afraid when they come, and blessings and smiles when they step on their feet.

Rich or poor, rich and poor, rich and poor, rich and glorious, poor and elegant.

Whether it is love or hate, the heart is broad and narrow, and grievances, sorrows and joys are left to him.

Wang Jianzhang, male, Han nationality, born in 1955, from Huining County, Gansu Province, WeChat nickname Xuanguang Zhenren. He graduated from Huining County No. 1 Middle School in 1972 with a high school degree. Retired from Huining County Food Company, hobby writing.

His humble works have been published in "Poetry of the World", "New Literature of the Northern Kingdom", "Reader's Beauty", "Fuze Wuzhou", "Poetry Magazine", "Selected Works of Times Fanghua Yining Guta Writers", "Golden Autumn Literature", "Native Guanzhongqing", "Oriental Poetry Garden" and "New Era Literature".

Edge (outer four).

Wen Wang Jianzhang.

Tang poems and Song poems gather on the platform, and the snow flakes fly in elegant sentences.

The pride is full of the law realm, and the belief is firm and dusty.

Take refuge in the Three Jewels to remove the troubles of the brain, and follow the example of the virtuous saints and never be calamitous.

In life, why not be beautiful, and gather to be happy.

Contentment. Living in a humble room leisurely, the fame and fortune of the case have been far away.

There is no red dust and disturbances, only when the heart is quiet.

Listen to the birdsong outside the window, and enjoy the peach and plum at noon.

Hike at dusk to watch the sunset, and read books at night to find fun.

The flowers bloom and fall and let it go, and the clouds are graceful.

Green vegetables and radishes are true taste, and coarse tea and light rice should be cherished.

Feel free and fame and fortune, and rely on yourself for years of cultivation.

Today's life is as sweet as honey, safe and happy, and free from illness.

Life is not comparable to others, contentment is always happy.

Wang Jian - Poetry.

Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending Du Langzhong".

Tang Wangjian. The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who will fall into the autumn of the branches.

Tanka Xing" Tang Wangjian.

The first man is born, and the sun is first rising. Late to go up the mountain, sick to go down the mountain. Thirty-six congs in a hundred years are known for thousands of dynasties, and they will be strong for half a day at night.

Wangfu Stone "Tang Wang Jian.

Wangfu's place, Jiang Youyou. Turn to stone and don't look back. The mountain is windy and rainy day by day, and the pedestrians return to Shi Yingyu.

Xiangyin" Tang Wangjian.

Sitting idly and burning incense, the house is full of pine and cypress. The fire is clear, and the moss tablet is written.

Spring Words" Tang Wangjian.

Red smoke is full of sunshine beams, and the tencel is weak and insects flying. Linghua Huohuo wraps around the curtains, and the beauty wears clothes in the mirror.

Garden Fruit "Tang Wang Jian.

Pear fruit disease in the rain, countless per tree. Children go in and out, and half of the birds peck out.

Wang Jian's ancient poems are as follows:

Original text: Jingwei who teaches reclamation, and the seaside stone is Qinglei Lei. But if the sea water is used as a dry pool, what will the fish and dragons in the sea do?

The mouth piercing is not an empty stone, and the grass and trees in the mountains have no full branches. In the twilight sea at the head of the tree, fly many feathers and fall into the water. The mountains are not finished, the sea is not flat, may my dead son still live!

Tang) Wang Jian's "Jingwei Ci".

Translation: Jingwei, Jingwei, who asked you to fill in this sea? Look at the green stones and wood piles on the seashore!

You have vowed to fill the sea into a dry pool, what have the ichthyosaurs and aquarists in the sea done? Do you have a scarred beak because of the hard wood and stone? The vegetation in the mountains is gone!

Thou hast thou hast thou shalt and thou hast thou shalt thou shalt toil and thou hast thou shalt thou hast thou shalt thou hast teased thy thou hast thou shalt thou hast teased

The acres of wood and rocks in the mountains have not been moved or dengden, and the turbulent sea has not yet been filled, I really hope that I drowned and you survived.

The man holds the pipa and the woman dances, and the master listens to the words of the gods. The bride should not be diligent in serving wine, so that Aunt Er has nothing to suffer. Pepper syrup Zhanzhan laurel is new, a pair of long arrows are red scarves.

I hope that the cattle and sheep will fill the house, and the god of Nanshan will be reported in October. There is no feng shui in the blue sky, and the dragon horse saddles the ox and serves the yoke. They were drunk and danced on their clothes, and persuaded passers-by on the side of the wine road.

Tang) Wang Jian's "Divine Comedy".

Guan Shanyue, the battalion opened the road to the white front army. When the frozen wheel is light, it shines on three piles and two piles of bones. The side wind cuts the face and the sky is bright, Jinsha Lingxi has a look. - Tang) Wang Jian, "Horizontal Blowing Lyrics." Guan Shanyue

Outside the smoke and water at the end of the road, the courtyard gate is clear. The crane chick spirit explained, and Qiong Ye was soft and silent. The white-haired Dao is familiar, and the yellow-clothed fairy bones are light. - Tang) Wang Jian, "Donghua View".

"Wangfu Stone".

Wangfu's place, Jiang Youyou. Turn to stone and don't look back.

On the first day, the wind and rain returned, and the pedestrians returned to Shi Yingyu.

The bride" went into the kitchen on three days, washed his hands and made soup.

If you don't know how to eat your aunt, you will send your sister-in-law to taste it first.

Laughing at Ling Hu Die".

Hu Die, Hu Die, fly on the golden branches and jade leaves.

The spring breeze dances in front of the king, and the peach blossom trees are red.

Mangroves, mangroves, swallow warblers cry at dusk.

Laughing at Ling Luo Sleeve".

Luo sleeves, Luo sleeves, the dark dance spring breeze is still the same.

Looking at the singing and dancing jade building from afar, the new makeup is sad on a good day.

Sorrowful sitting, sorrowful sitting, a life of vain.

Laughing Order: Group Fan".

Fan fan, fan fan, beauty and come to cover your face.

Yuyan has been haggard for three years, who will discuss the orchestra again.

String orchestra, string orchestra, spring grass Zhaoyang Road broken.

Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon".

The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is bright, I don't know who the autumn thoughts are?

There are one or two chickens in the rain, and the road and bridge in Zhuxi Village are oblique. —Wang Jian, "Rain Over the Mountain Village".

Tonight, the moon is bright, I don't know who the autumn thoughts are? —Wang Jian, "Fifteen Nights of Looking at the Moon and Sending Du Langzhong".

The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus. —Wang Jian, "Fifteen Nights of Looking at the Moon and Sending Du Langzhong".

Three days into the kitchen, wash your hands and make soup. —Wang Jian, "Words of the Bride".

The women and aunts called each other to bathe the silkworms and look at the gardenias in the atrium. —Wang Jian, "Rain Over the Mountain Village".

People see that men and women are good, but they don't know that men and women urge people to grow old. —Wang Jian, "Tanka Xing".