Seven Laws and Perceptual Poetry Solitaire Competition (64th overall)

Writing Hometown Poems: Seven Methods, Feeling

If Na Whelan:

It is rare to see the wind and frost passing through the moon, and it has gradually disappeared after several maple dyes.

Young people are tired and mediocre, and there is no pity in their eyes.

Buddha refers to a thousand years of jade, and poetry is rewarded for two years.

Can Bodhi seek a mirror, or is there a secret Buddhism?

What is the first sentence? Rhyming/rhyming)

Yu Zi: The feeling of the seven laws.

The fallen trees are boundless, the autumn temple is cold, and the yellow flowers are covered with frost marks.

Cold bones were born in the silence in front of the court, and the soul was frozen when the case was quiet.

Cooking wine is empty, singing outside the window and reciting poems are also ok.

If Su Dongpo is old in the west, Penglai will not worship Buddha.

Saburo:

Seven Rhythms and Rhythms "Feeling" Part I

The past sneaked into the night with the wind, leaving a mark on the pillow under the golden hook.

A bird that embroiders alone can't wake up with wine than a dream soul.

If lovesickness has no boundaries, you may be lonely.

Born with a passionate species, he strayed into an empty mountain and was unlucky.

Seven Rhymes and Rhymes "Feeling" Part II (New Rhyme)

Assuming there is a moon in my heart, peach blossoms will still leave marks.

Yesterday's clothes were wide, but tonight's tears break the soul of a beautiful girl.

Without the color of Yan in the West Chamber, there would be the resentment and kindness of the son.

There will be no golden mirror in Qin Ting in the future, and twelve gates in Chang 'an will be omitted.

Hermit in Spring City: Seven Rhythms Feeling (New Rhyme)

I came to the stormy road alone yesterday, but I don't feel cloudless today.

Lonely lights are showing, the sky is healthy, and I often think about the terrain in the quiet night.

Under the moon, it is the time to sing songs, and in the morning, it is just to dust off.

Kong Ming laughed, and hundreds of soldiers tried their best.

Brave husband turns stupid: seven laws: feeling

In the old year, there was a new moon, and Gankun Jingwei was fortunate to drift with the tide.

Xiao Chun rode a pure hook sword and swung open the Yanyue Pavilion at dusk.

I like Jason Wu songs of this life very much, and I like singing songs of this life.

Ordinary people yearn for the pursuit of dragons and phoenixes, and raindrops compete for the long river of history.

Cold city: the feeling of seven laws (new rhyme)

Ben hid his autumn heart in the moonlight, but he didn't want to dream in the middle of the night.

Get up and look at the broken hair in the mirror and leave the couch with a frown.

Peach blossoms are charming outside the window, and the Milky Way Weaver loves lingering.

The family came early in the spring, picking flowers and cinnabar pieces, and wearing hairpins.

Huang Ming: Seven Laws? Interpretation of four poems

One? ascetic monk

Thin shadow body chilling if lost, idle fine print to faint light.

Lonely people are uncomfortable in a foreign land, and lonely houses are too lonely to drink.

There should be evidence that magpies built overpasses, but there is no evidence that fish passed by.

At night, I mistakenly dreamed that Tao Zhu hated me, and boundless love was an ascetic monk in a boat.

Second? Thinking in the snow

A few pieces of Qionghua can't fly. The cold wind hit the ice body wantonly.

The bird in front of the door is world-weary and a stranger to traffic.

Recruit my heart and urge my white hair. Who will continue to dream?

Small bridges and deep alleys make trouble every year, and it is another round to visit Taiwan Province.

Third? Go home to see

No one harvests rice far and near, and the mountain blocks the wrong firewood.

In the Ming Dynasty, West Western jackdaw crossed the ancient times, and autumn geese crossed the village fence.

Cloudy roads are vast, new homes are secluded, and water sources are exhausted.

Often leave a hoe and don't send farmers back to their hometown.

Fourth? harvest

Years have been searching silently for a long time. Who is happy for whom?

It's hard to harvest 3 thousand. A hundred thousand things, the dream continues.

Narrow roads and turbulent rivers and lakes.

Prince White Bull rides a horse, and Winnie the Pooh becomes old and yellow.

Snow of Canglang: Seven Laws Drunk Luoyang

Maple leaves float lightly outside the desert, and white clouds fall into old clothes.

Don't ask how many boats there are in Taoyuan, the rotten axe will have a dream.

Indulge in wine, the world is vast, and the soldiers who plan chess games are busy.

The autumn wind breaks the goose string, why not get drunk in Luoyang?

Ji Yang Yu Yi: Two Seven Laws

(A) the feeling of cold in winter

The whistling wind pours Yushu, and the flying clouds attack the black dragon.

The moonlight is messy and cold, and the fog is hazy and astringent in winter.

Snow compresses the fragrance of plums more tightly, and frost wraps the maple leaves more intensely.

Poor and shallow people will laugh. Don't let a false name vilify yourself.

(2) the feeling of dust fate

There are gloomy clouds and drizzle, and the residual trees in autumn disappear.

Bodhi is alone in Zen cause and effect, and monks are alone in the soul.

Fate is still bitter and feelings are whiter.

However, providence lost the full moon and retired to the world of mortals.

Chui Chui Zi:

1, seven laws, feeling

If you are interested in Zen, you can compare a hut to a bright beam of light.

The Buddha in the book adds joy, and the flowers outside the window move incense.

Virtue and goodness are infinitely quiet, and reputation is hard to tolerate.

Twisting strings and snapping fingers presents new songs, and the bell of the moon tower is immersed in dreams.

2, seven laws, sentiment

The road in the setting sun is cold, and the barren line is to see the maple return.

Ye Hong suddenly picked up her palm and peeped at the thin clothes in the moonlight.

When I realized that I was idle and lost my famous products, I realized that I was dreaming.

Who is as silent as I am, Liu Ruanmei Xiang * * * forgets this machine.

3, seven laws, feelings

Anque is a hundred trees, but it is difficult to put them down.

You know, drinking cicadas on an empty stomach is the only way to believe in the vast sea of clouds and geese.

Lotus seeds are bitter, and plum blossoms are fragrant and cold.

The world of mortals owes me a real melody, sighing and urging the years to pass.

Lin Zhongshun: Seven Laws? Marriage is predestined (new rhyme)

Who in the world is destined to get married? The long line is the sky.

The journey is 800 Li, and the water is 3000 Li.

Respecting the elderly and loving their wives is as sweet as honey, and husband and wife are as happy as glue.

You should have no regrets when you are a guardian. Don't wait for sunset to break the bridge.

My name is right: seven laws, life sentiment.

The cold night is full of affection, and only the plum tree can talk.

There are thousands of Tang poems, and Qin is like a torch.

Sad to ask Pearl who can learn, angry to throw herself into the sea and become lonely.

Life is hard to describe, but the point is the jade pot.

A lotus flower:

1, Lv Qi feeling (new rhyme)

Ten years later, Shen Yuan still hates his guts.

The small print on the red note is still there, and the light and shadow of the green willow have gone with the wind.

The old tree, Bibi in West Western jackdaw, is far away.

The sound of the piano is broken in the mountains and rivers, and an inch of acacia is an inch of flute.

2. Seven Methods of Benefiting Farmers (New Rhyme)

Bitter rain and bitter wind make the world dark, and residual flowers and fruits fall on the branches.

The winding dry soil became a path, and the mud and sewage sank into a trickle.

Loose grass house is cheap, crazy weeds and rice fields are autumn.

If the crops are not sown well, they will have enough to eat and wear in the coming year.

Aisi: Seven Laws. Feeling (synonym)

Tapping your phone at midnight is like a ripple in your heart.

Shushan explored the road to find poetry and went boating in the sea to worship musicians.

Change the bad and evaluate the good, and the harmony is blank.

On the third night, I realized that I was fascinated by the crazy songs in my dream.

Smoke and Fish: Seven Laws

My heart is attached to the moon, and I have been ejaculating my soul all my life.

Riding a donkey does not forget to knock on poetry, and helping the buttocks is mostly due to mixed wine marks.

The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, and the Wuling village in northern Chu shines.

Clothes came and went, so I went into the sword door lightly.

Athena Chu: Seven Methods-Enlightenment (New Rhyme)

The old roots are still there, and the dim crow holds the dream shed.

The mountains are even more hazy and deserted, the water is moving, and the smoke is flooding in the cold lake.

Before the summer wind, he was like a piece of brocade. After bathing in Qiu Guang, I was as good as before.

You can see the river lights far away on the bridge, and you can swim and light candles on the shore at night.

North Thirteen Thoughts: Seven Fajue (New Rhyme)

I woke up with a beautiful dream between poems and wrote down two strange peaks.

Teenagers have been more beautiful since ancient times, and now old men are more humble.

Every day, thousands of lakes are flooded with water, and thousands of rivers are flowing all night.

The mountains and rivers are endless, and the years are affectionate.

The Night Rain is Blue: Seven Laws and Feelings

Writing a book is hard, and time flies.

Sadness is full of books, and idle and boring birds are destined.

After the Meihua Pavilion, Penglai is in front of the rainy mountain.

We will miss each other when we meet, and it will be warm to welcome guests tomorrow.

Misty and rainy: seven laws. feel

Poets who are over half a century old are tired and toddlers talk about feelings.

Shushan is quiet and quiet, and Christina's charm is beautiful.

The scattered chapters are long and short, uneven and littered.

Every teacher asked about the word "Yin Oh" and met Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and Kai.

Uncle Ding: The feeling of seven laws.

With the wind through the leaves of the forest, it is winter ahead.

Seeing clouds flying in the sky again, I urged strangers to take on a new look.

I felt cold at first when I stopped the pole, but I talked less when I looked back.

I wasted several trips to Wan Li with my peers, but once I crossed the road, I didn't meet them.

Shenghua: Seven methods. feel

I don't feel that winter is coming, and a pot of plums is blooming by the window.

Don't sigh at the end of the depression, but rejoice when the sun is shining.

Under the steps, the cold branches fell and the frost and grass in the garden were destroyed.

The metabolism of life is always alternating between old and new, and the dead tree has blossomed.

Old Tree: Seven Rules for Feeling the Night

Indulge in the colors outside the window late at night and shake the shadows in the air.

The tall buildings in the west of Chang Gung Memorial are dark, and the mountains in the east are sparse.

Hold your breath and bend over to listen to the sound, clear your throat in the wind and sigh at your eyes.

Human feelings are hard every day, and I prefer to chat with the moon from time to time.

Bright Moon in Spring City: Seven Laws —— Feeling (Two Poems)

One: heart language.

Laughing and laughing, the weak woman leaned against the bar and counted the fallen flowers.

There are thousands of difficulties and dangers without regret, and there are thousands of difficulties and dangers.

How many years have passed, and Ran Ran is still the same.

Everyone knows the interest of poetry, and the spectrum of life is still the fate of the world.

Second: Leave your thoughts behind.

Spring has come and gone several times, and autumn is always endless in Britain.

Like smoke standing by the willow pond, like fog and lilacs looking around in the rain.

Mobei Jun is accompanied by the waning moon, and Jiangnan concubine is accompanied by Xiaoxing Cold.

Autumn fan ripples tears like lotus heart bitter brocade.

Mu Yijun: Seven Laws and Perception

Shallow dreams have dim lights, while deep dreams are more fragrant and cooler.

The clock in the distance is intermittent and ethereal, and it is still young to start writing and hush at night.

On the eve of the month, flowers gather and grieve, and stars move and hate impermanence.

Listening to the rain on the world of mortals is not a tear.

Sunlight on fingertips: feeling

In October, the scenery in Jiangnan is good and the leisure is pitiful.

Reed flowers are flying in the long suburbs, and red maple leaves fall on the hills.

When crossing Nanpu, the boat is wide, and the geese in the clear sky cross the blue clouds.

Tired of being famous for many years, I still lament that time waits for no one.

There is clear snow in Xishan: seven methods

The comedian always performs in every scene. When he speaks, he will scold the Kong Fang brothers.

The chief talked about poetry and looked at each other.

The article deceives the world and misleads people and children.

Internet celebrities say that every scholar who writes a work has his own comments on practical learning.

Qiu: Seven methods. feel

The frost in autumn and winter is heavy and the clouds are light green.

Once a year, the wind will never return, and generations will lead a drunken life.

There are still many flowers on the ridge, and my long-cherished wish is far away.

The sorrow in the world is hard to stop, and Bixiao's lofty sentiments are hard to stop.

The pleasure of traveling around the world: the feeling of youth

The beauty of the past floats in front of us, and the old round past comes to mind.

With fine features, Yan Ruyu, beautiful flowers and beautiful songs.

At that moment, I happily propped up the humble room, and at that time, Chang Yu hit the sky.

Today, I'm going back to Chen Jing, and I'm going back to school.

Autumn Marsh and Lotus: Seven Laws and Feelings

How many spring waves have passed away in the twilight?

The incense used to sway, but now it's fading.

Talk about dreaming about the future around your knees, and when you look up, you will see your own temple.

Who spends all the year round, but laments the lyrics.

Elegance: Seven Methods (Poetry Composition)

1, winter night (start)

Yun Zheyue porn, the west wind blows the leaves!

Three glasses of wine to drive away the cold and a cup of tea to warm you up.

Autumn feels deep frost and chrysanthemum, and winter rhyme worries about small plum blossoms.

Dreams never sleep, and nights are like buds.

2. Miss Mei (pursed mouth)

Don't ask Linggen how lonely he is, leaning against the balcony in winter.

A wisp of fragrance shakes the shadow, and Joan Lei is a thousand branches away.

Snow accumulates in the morning and clouds cover the sunset.

Love it, why spoil it? Just wait.

3. Learn to draw peony (pucker up)

Try Dan Qing's paintings. He usually puts pen to paper and laughs at Fang.

Looking at simplicity without coquetry, it has its own complicated chapter.

The country is beautiful and the dust settles. The whole city is definitely Yao Huang.

The branches are crowned with glory, and the bones are drunk in Luoyang.

4, sentimental life (qi)

Life is full of flavors, ups and downs.

When you are ashamed of youth and talk about it, you will know that there are many temptations and no confusion.

It is difficult for the world to understand the dreams in their hearts, and it is easy to sing folk songs.

What's your interpretation of Zen music when you're idle?

5. Miss Mei (pursed mouth)

The branches in the eyes are bright and the shadows are clear, and Xiang Xue sings winter songs.

Rouge breathes wind and shakes the core, and white jade is embedded with red woven silk.

The crane followed his dream at first, and Mei's wife vowed to dance with each other.

The floating life is obsessed with the past, and it is helpless to be lingering for a lifetime!

Pan Wei: Seven Laws and Cognition

The mountain forest behind the house is dusk again, and the branches are half sparse.

The residual nuclei of plants shake at will, and the buds are collected at home.

Jade water red furnace has a flame of three feet, and the number of smoke clouds is floating.

An inch of incense is like a thousand strands of practice, so you should thank the tea heart for its rosy clouds.

Yu Zi: Seven Laws of River Center

Autumn sounds like duck feet flying on the shore, and the shadow beside the fishing boat is the narrowest.

Light lamps along the embankment, weep at night and go down the window.

The road has been gone for a long time, and its reputation is unparalleled.

The west wind doesn't understand light and bitterness, and it picks up frost and enters Leng Jiang.

Emotion also: the seven laws of understanding

Be physically close to your parents and always honor them.

Babbling is promising, and affection is lovely.

A Chinese odyssey is connected by blood, and there is a sense of stars in the world.

I have never been kind. Warm pillows are important.

Moonlight: Random Thoughts on Forty Poems

Half-life depression Fan Jinse, now it's time to make a big fuss.

There is no limit to building trees, and Wan Li has a golden needle to set the sea hall.

Don't say that there are many obstacles in the future, let alone first frost in his later years.

Lift your head to the moon and write a book.

Snowflakes: Seven Principles of Understanding

Sitting next to a sedentary book in the boudoir, hiding an engagement paper.

It is difficult for the two families to understand each other because the feelings between classmates are quietly rooted.

Every time I read autumn, I wipe my tears, and I often ask questions and help Tongyuan.

It is a pity that the makeup night is full of sorrow, and Yingtai faces the cold wind.

The Silent Monk: Views on the Seven Laws

I don't know how to write a picture, but I can make it up with three layers of coats and two layers of wet wipes.

Look at the willow leaves with double eyebrows on credit, and point to the name of Ramo Buddha.

You can fix your eyes with your hand and bend over with your knife.

It turns out that the skin looks abnormal, but it is deep and dark pink.

Jiang Feng: Seven Emotions and Acacia

The sun is half broken, the color is dark, the birds are singing, jumping and singing alone.

Yingying Yanyan has nowhere to find, and she looks at Cuilou at dusk.

Zhejiang comes naturally, and Chushan seems to have locked in new worries.

Who knows when I will miss you? It's another autumn to collect wild geese and scatter books.

Hai Hao: Lv Qi is willing to dance.

The gauze penetrates the warbler to sing green willows, and the warm sun fades back to spring.

The green waist wears a swallow regularly, and the white pavilion looks like a notice.

The charming gesture begins with chasing the sun, and the tenacious gesture enters the soul every night.

I would like to turn my blood into roses for a stunning dance.

The Short Memory of Blue: Seven Ways to Be Quiet and Far (New Rhyme)

A few wisps of smoke played an elegant charm, and the mid-levels were flickering.

Songs rise with white clouds on the horizon, and poems flow in front of the court.

Fold flowers and taste dew in the morning, and pick bamboo shoots as delicacies in the evening.

It's late in Sang Yu, and Miao Qing weaves crane dreams.

Xiaoyao Taichu: Seven Laws? realize

At dusk, the trees withered and the sky disappeared.

Prosperity is gone, and loneliness is empty.

See the flowers in the fog and never meet, and invite the bright moon to meet in the cup.

Where is there no confidant in the world? Ask the drunk by Dushu Lake.

The fragrance of China: the feeling of visiting Bi Xia Temple in Lv Qi.

Mount Tai overlooks the Fairy Palace, and colorful clouds curl up.

The blue sky has no desire to preach, and pilgrims are enlightened.

The plaque of Qian Qiu in Fusui Sea illuminates the soul of Wan Lifeng.

But the world of mortals is full of good thoughts, and the goddess dances with a smile in the sky.

Aisi: Seven rhythms. Meet (Yun Tong, China)

Spring breeze accompanied me into my home, talking and laughing.

Cut out sentences and knock them into wonderful sentences, and sing couplets to combine reason with singularity.

Questioning good teachers' solutions, measuring methods and asking for help.

The fragrance of calligraphy is fragrant all over the world, and the voiceless sounds touch the heartstrings.

Dong 1234: a good voice of the seven-rhythm dream-chasing poem

Deeply feeling the cold of wine and night, leaning against the window and looking at the snow to find the ancient sages.

Su Han has been singing for a long time. Du Li can get drunk today.

Who laughs with pen and ink? The words in the book are still floating.

How interesting it is to be obsessed with agricultural rhyme, and how good it is to dream of poetry.

(The first sentence rhymes prominently)

Burning Knife: Seven Rhythms Sing into Poetry (Wheel Body)

Singing a poem is even more lonely and hurts the past.

Qiu Qiu is full of wild geese, while Western jackdaw in the west is full of water.

Listen to the wind, listen to the hedge rhyme and read the words in the dream of love flowers.

It feels like an illusory moon, pushing the cup into the wine forest pool.

When you are lonely, you can't sing a poem.

Listen to the wind and rain, sit in the cloister, look at the bright moon, see the flowers and think about the winding path.

Stroking the shallow water of the lyre and singing at night in Reiko Kobayakawa.

The new lonely shadow is always on the left, but it is even more lost.

Autumn leaves are late, and the wine is intoxicating.

I can't sleep after three cups, and I'm not singing poetry.

Looking at the sad geese on the roof, the trees are idle and lonely.

When will the bright moon be easy to find out? Liao told everyone in a faint mood.

When the geese passed through the clouds, Lou Yu thought about it gloomily.

The frost is deep and the skirt is thin, and the water is shallow.

Three thousand words are difficult to rhyme, and I can't sing a poem.

If the heart is as quiet as a hedge chrysanthemum, let the unknown alone.

How many times have you been to Yan? Your court sends incense late.

Only when Qiu Guang people get old do they realize that the world is natural.

Wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom by the river, and night insects are noisy in the corner.

I want to fill in a short rhyme and sing it into a poem.

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Special topic of poetry submission in the house of characters

This topic aims to build a first-class brand of poetry, and everyone is welcome to contribute! Both ancient poetry and modern poetry are acceptable.

The Council submitted poetry topics.