Tianya dusty poetry anthology

Pick mulberry and plant flowers on the other side (Tianya)

A cup of turbid wine is sorrow, flowers bloom for a thousand years, leaves fall for a thousand years, and dreams are hard to meet.

The whole city shed 3,000 tears, and there is fate between life and death. Who passed on this love?

Yi (Tianya/Dust Destiny)

Moving mountains is beautiful, and spring is more enjoyable.

The canoe is full sooner or later. Who's drunk?

Untitled (Tianya/Fate)

Sunset smoke and cold dew coagulate, and people lean against the shadows and walk alone.

A lonely boat leaves a broken dream, and the autumn water is half a bay to the moon.

"Jiang? A dream turned the sea into a mulberry field (Tianya)

A dream turns the sea into a mulberry field. My heart, Qian Fan. Who is playing the pipa? New topic, old hate v. sleepless. Half a song dynasty, with a shadow of three thousand.

The last night is vaguely cold. Past lives, this life remains the same. Clouds are full of sorrow and rain, and words do their best. Thin snuff blinds. When did you meet?

Nanxiangzi? The rain is dark and the flowers are yellow (Tianya)

The rain is dark and the flowers are yellow, and the cuckoo locks the jade sound. Eighteen years ago, Hua Meng was vast, and the Sheng tube was empty.

Where is the sadness? My heart is next to the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. People grew up hating that water grows in the east, drifting about, and the smoke is cold and loose.

"Drunken flower Yin? The water is blue and the sky is full of sadness (Tianya)

The water is blue and the sky is full of worries. Who is responsible for flowers and leaves? Tonight's dream is empty, and Murphy's poems are full of sadness.

Where is the world of mortals drunk? You were lonely when you came. That Japanese song remains the same, misty rain remains the same, and people are different.

Drunk with flowers, I want to talk about it (Tianya)

Cry if you want to talk, swim in and become a butterfly, and the steps overlap in the clear autumn. How can you stop worrying? It's harder to stay

I love leaning on the branches, facing the wind and rain, where the dust goes, secretly enjoying the arrival of spring and repaying my soul and dreams.

Boating in the grass sea (dust fate)

A pole supports a broken shadow, for fear of disturbing herons and gulls.

Yuanyang is annoying and whispering. Why not just take a canoe?

"South hunan son. Let bygones be bygones "(Tianya)

Let bygones be bygones. Heart and Wan Li are separated by a long way, and the dream of the end of the world is not sweet. Wandering and sighing like xiaoxiang.

Leaves are falling, the sky is still and the clouds are far away, and autumn is getting colder. I drink half a cup by myself and throw one. In a hurry, who knows that infatuation is heartbroken.

"Golden light? The drizzle is raining and the jade string is condensed (Tianya)

It's too late in Qiu Lai, when the rain is raining and the jade strings are condensed. On the stranger, the clouds are light, and the wind is far away.

After the vicissitudes of life, the heart is cocoon-bound, drunk and cold, and it is hard to blame. Always put that melancholy book "Purple Goose" and sigh with tears.

Winter Tour of Rhododendron in Baili (Dust Margin)

The cuckoo alone holds the cloud, and the winding path is deep, remembering the old friend.

I came for a little bud, which touched the branches of the snow.

"Hair pin chicken? The autumn wind is shallow (Tianya)

The autumn wind is shallow, the maple forest is dyed, and no one sails alone. It is difficult to meet each other on both sides of the bridge. After several bumps, the song finally ended. Sigh sigh sigh!

Love is broken, time is slow, and the piano is scattered in the attic. The wind and flowers are chaotic, the horizon is far away, the heart is old, and this fate is stranded. Regret! Regret!

"Golden light? I am young in You Lan and worried about Liu (Tianya).

I'm worried about the willows in Bixi. The grass is sad, and the shallow wadding touches the sleeve. After leaning on the bridge, the sound of flute penetrated Zhu Yan's thoughts.

Memories of the past are like wine. Drunk for a long time, don't lose the same night. Which is the longest in the world? The night is silent and tasteless, and the smell is even worse.

Golden wisps, orioles singing outside the window (Tianya)

Outside the window, orioles are singing. Red lips are ashamed and curl around the garden. Looking back, I smiled at Mei Lansheng, complaining about the past and being ruthless.

Fu Dongcheng is full of sadness. Wandering in Liuxiang, stepping on Fang Qing lazily. Who are the curtains of dreams leaning against? Long-cherished wishes are hard to achieve, and I hate them.

"Jiang? A roll, a pot and a sigh (Tianya)

A roll, a pot, a sigh. Poetry and wine never tire. Muttered in my heart, like grass sealed. It's the Spring Festival. Eight hundred shadows and three thousand tears.

Half awake, half dreaming, half crazy. The days are getting shorter and colder. Compassion, silence. Wandering around the world, strong and calm. Green light companion, who and Zen?

"Golden light? Don't listen to Yingying's gossip (Tianya)

Don't listen to the warbler's voice, winding Xiangjiang River, winding path leading to a secluded place. It is easy to accumulate new sad people, but difficult to recall old dreams.

Draw a swallow in the corner of the south building, complaining and speechless, standing in the sunset. How many alliance words who forbear, countless ideas Jiang Nanyu.

The feeling of winter (dust fate)

I didn't blame the east wind evil, but it seems that it was yesterday that the flowers flew.

The green leaves are full of affection, who are you talking about with missing?

Operator. Sleep alone at night and listen to the wind (Tianya)

Lying at night listening to the wind alone, autumn is lonely, chirp is hazy, and cold shadows are heavy.

Meet without regrets, spring, summer, autumn and winter. People grow up and hate that water grows in the East. Who has anything to do with the end of the world?

Fire orders? Cold Ye Jing is like water (Tianya)

Cold grandpa is as quiet as water, and it is difficult to sleep with a pillow. Frost is thick and candles are cold. I am afraid to see the flowers falling in Dongli and the fog in Nantang.

Lonely moon outside the window, affectionate with the stars. A sad song recalling the old year. Sing until the makeup is broken, and sing until you see through. Sing till the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, looking forward to the afterlife.

"Jiang? Half-string Leng Yue hidden in the sky (Tianya)

Half a string of Leng Yue hidden in the sky, hate to meet, too hasty. Ye can be colder, so put the wine in melancholy. Yun Yunping's shadow has dispersed. When I looked for it again, there was no trace.

The bustling spring of a city is drifting away, and people travel far away and sigh. I can't bear to say goodbye to Gillian. Who is full of worries and complaints? The autumn wind rises, and the clothes float.

"Recall Qin E? Touch the string (Tianya/Dust Destiny)

Touch the strings and ask who this song is for. For who? The night is long, and it is freezing at dawn.

Shen Yuan has been gone for a thousand years, and it is beautiful when the moon is full. Sighing at the full moon, flowers bloom on the other side, and there are no words.

Untitled Tianya

The mountains are too green to sing, listening to the insects singing by the lake.

A flat boat touches the ground in the sky, and it is a snowman.

"Boogie. Drunk and sighing in the clear autumn (Tianya)

Drunk and sighing in the clear autumn, dreaming of Jiaxiu Building. A piece of mountains and rivers is always sad and eager to look back.

The hedge leans against the splendid scenery, with wrinkles all over its head. When can a cloudy glass of wine cover up romance?

Tang Wan Memory (Tianya)

The wind swept away the dead leaves, and it rained all over the building, which made the cold leaves even more miserable in the clear autumn.

Tang Wan recalled in heartbroken voice. Things are human beings, and people are not.

"Drink fire?" The moon is hidden and cold (Tianya)

The moon is lonely and cold, and the hair is around the ring. The fallen flower is silent and pathetic. People go to the building and sigh, with tears in their eyes.

So hard to forget Blue Bridge Society? Spring is full of smiles. The water is flowing and butterflies are dancing. It's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's hard to hold this hand.

"A slice of plum, the rivers and lakes are flat, who knows the taste" (Tianya)

Does anyone in the Jianghu know the taste of Pingying? Birds and crows surround the tree, leaning against the water and clouds.

No, the fellow villagers ordered guest tea. Dust and frost are all over your face, and your hair is dyed in China.

Simple cooking will eventually lead to drunkenness, old grass and new flowers, looking for her in dreams,

Where is the smoky night scene? Life is endless, and death is endless.

Untitled (Dust Destiny)

There is no end to sightseeing, and it is not the time to indulge in romance.

Persistence is full of poetry, and a trace of melancholy is self-evident.

Untitled (Tianya)

The ink has entered the water to cross the blue and white flowers, and it is commendable to laugh and remember that I hate it.

The article is angry and the west wind is proud of the world.

Queqiao County E Huang Stay (Tianya)

Goose yellow locks willow, pink apricots make love, and friends get together in twos and threes. The breeze blows gently, the purple swallows dance lightly, and the laughter in the courtyard continues.

Time flies like water, life is like a play, recalling the fun of youth and spring. For an instant, Fang Huadong fell head over heels in love and dreamt of Jiang Nanyu vaguely.

The Little Mermaid Peach Blossom Soul (Tianya)

Dong Jun is smiling. Green calyx and red cheeks are wonderful. Put your head against the wall and keep silent. The barren grassland is deeply submerged and few people walk.

Spring breeze has reached its fragrance and charm. The new leaves are blooming beautifully. There is someone at the gate. Burning charming body without shadow, chasing souls in vain.

Untitled (Tianya)

Who should I send the minor to? The old dream is vaguely gone.

Homesickness wants to send no rhyme, leaning on the bar to taste half a cup of tea.

Yongmei, a partridge, Tianya.

The gentle breeze blows graceful shadows, and it is Kyaw Win to look back and smile. Euphemistic explanation. Who can compare? At first glance, Huayou has lost his mind.

Beautiful writing, elegant heart, charming lady rhyme. Who is drunk when a spring plum blossoms?

Early spring in Huaxi (Tianya)

The spring scenery in Huaxi is like smoke, and the water and green mountains laugh.

Get drunk in a dream and sing fairy tales.

Essays of partridge (Tianya)

If you don't insist on fate and heaven, the dream of the world of mortals is like a ephemera. A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and everything will be still in the end.

You have to be determined, Mo Yan is concerned, and there is no need to struggle in life. When Hu Tianyi got drunk, Xin Lan was alone.

Untitled (Tianya)

There is a wild flower in my mountain stream, so what is home?

I look forward to three thousand tears in my hometown and look down on nine flowers in the world.

Laziness competes with roses for beauty, and only enjoys the sunset glow with violet.

There is no need to praise you when you are sad and quiet, you will blow all over the world with the wind.

Traveling in early spring moves mountains and lakes (Tianya)

Moving mountains and static depth of field, visiting hometown in February.

Sichuan is in full bloom with soft leaves.

The breeze blows old grievances, and the clear spring flows new worries.

The world of mortals is in the picture and the pulse is white.

Untitled (Tianya)

I am proud of the spring breeze,

In February, the warm sun shines on Chu Qing.

Crossing the water in Qianshan,

I don't know how to find her in my dream.

Untitled (Tianya)

Faint and silent, misty rain in March remembers you more.

Looking back at the depths of the flowers, who are you chanting to under the tree?

Untitled (Tianya)

Who cut Loulan piece by piece and meditated every night.

I used to talk in my sleep and remember each other. Su Juan has a small blue candlestick.

Homesickness (Tianya)

Over time, you can play it at will,

An old story and a puff of smoke.

Spring breeze misses my hometown,

Half-life dreams shattered dusty memories.

Enjoy spring (Tianya)

In February, Chu Qing looked at the early flowers and butterflies were busy collecting clouds.

The breeze blows the willows, and the spring scenery is drunk all over the world.

Untitled (Tianya)

Green willows and cool breeze make spring lonely.

East, west, north and south, read rhododendron.

Liu Yao Linghe does not return (Tianya)

Gone forever, this is a lifetime experience. Wan Li, Drunk and Jin Yudi. Inviting passers-by to sing, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Full of lofty sentiments and lofty words, the legendary swordsman dreamed of entering Conan.

How to send poems, bittersweet? What is the noise of the world? Apricot blossoms are raining heavily. Over the years, I have not been so frivolous and enjoyed the fragrance of tea. Slow music and clear words, lingering sound, are used by people to comment on chapters.

"Operator. Afraid of falling red "(Tianya)

I'm afraid of being red, so I suppress my eyebrows. I'm afraid this scene won't last long, aggravating the suffering of lovesickness.

Whoever undertook the previous life will repay the debt in this life. I hope to cultivate my mind to face the old fate and make me a Alexia Chamade.

South alley. The west wind always heartbroken (Tianya)

The west wind is always heartbreaking. The sound of hooves faded away. Looking back at the pavilion, I was startled and had a dream.

Think about the past. It's cooler in autumn when geese are alone. Thin shadows regret meeting each other one by one, and the boundless moon moves to the east.

Operator. The moon hidden in the dust cloud (Tianya)

The moon is hidden in the clouds and the grass is haggard. A leaf falls to the east of a small building, who is with Tianya?

The local accent doesn't rhyme, it's amazing and lonely. The river is full of spring water, and there is only one boat in the sky.

Xijiangyue Spring grass has a faint hatred (Tianya)

Spring grass vaguely retains hatred, and roses are still warm and fragrant. The faint clouds covered the dim moonlight. Who will you love in your life?

Lonely life is getting old, and Xiao Suo's night is getting longer. After reflection for a long time, the autumn rain of Indus is raining and cool.

"Butterflies like flowers. The moon shadow is sparsely populated through the window "(Tianya)

The shadow of the moon outside the window is very thin. Yulu was stolen and her clothes were wet and cold. Think about lovesickness enough, no matter after midnight.

I want to drink a pot of wine. Depression is hard to sell, and the pot is broken. Do you know this is all for you?

Fenglingdu, Chai Feng (Tianya)

Fenglingdu, sunset, light smoke, flowing water. Jiang Xinyue is as clean as snow, and the past dust and old flocs, and the waves are clear. Destroy, destroy, destroy.

Soft feelings, lingering words, so many dreams of China. The flute is in front of the wind, the chardonnay is like blood, the lips are gently raised, and it leaves the que with a sound. Swallow it, swallow it, swallow it.

"Butterflies like flowers. How much does it cost to lose a cold shirt? "(Tianya)

I took off my cold shirt only a few days ago. If you send a book about lamp shells, who will understand? On the moonlit balcony, I hurt my foot and walked on the bridge of broken souls.

Only when you have a hangover do you know that the wine in the village is bitter and your eyes are full of tears. You just missed the time. Close the door and smell Du Yu, leaving the river like catkins.

Man Fang Ting. It's colder at night (Tianya)

The night is colder, the fragrance is lighter, and the phoenix tree is neglected. The court is bleak, and the hesitation blames the west wind. Singing and dancing in the distance, accompanied by poetry and painting, also sang feelings. Who sighed, somewhat disappointed, and stayed in Xiaoloudong.

In a hurry, the sound faded away. I saw the thin shadow for the first time, but I didn't see any traces. If you hate early spring, your dreams will become empty. Acacia is exhausted, white-haired, and Hong Fei is old. Laughing at flowers, much ado about nothing, why bother.

"Linjiang Fairy, Twilight of Time" (Tianya)

As time goes by, the fragrance of flowers fades away. Moon shadow light cage hut east. If the strings are broken, the geese will crow and get old.

Since ancient times, I have long hated leaving my hometown. The more I am alone, the more worried I am. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword. Between heaven and earth, to the Spring and Autumn Period.

Sauvignon Blanc. Biananhua (Tianya)

Spend a thousand years, stay a thousand years, cherish each other forever, this life has been disconsolate.

Born on this shore and raised on the other shore, it is difficult to hold hands in a lifetime, and the autumn water is cold in the moonlight.

A Trip to Tasha Flowers and Leaves (Tianya)

Flowers are withered, things are old, temples are frosted, and black hair is missing. In my dream, the fate of dust is good, but when I wake up, what I am left with is melancholy.

Clouds are heavy, misty and rainy, and thousands of worries haunt my mind. It is better to be affectionate than to be tortured by the sadness of the world.

Man Fang Ting. Jade tears hurt the eyes (Tianya)

Jade tears hurt the eyes, why cherish haggard, soft-hearted and dreamy. The moon is sad and the wind is cold, and the mirror is dusty. But the leaves fell from the east window, and I hated it. It was piled all over the floor. Nanfeiyan, wail for Team 1, as desolate as a heart.

With a gentle push, the eyebrows are raised and the cheeks are fragrant. Only sad reminder, chrysanthemum rain ebbs and flows, solitary fence. Every night is cold and frost, and the day is bitter. Who will accompany you if you lose weight? Castle in the dark, drinking alone on the lamp, drunk and vomiting blood three cups!

Sauvignon Blanc. Staring at the starry sky (Tianya)

Looking at the starry sky in the distance, the starry sky is bright, the waning moon is as cold as a bow, and the distant mountains are cloudless.

The fog is heavy and the chrysanthemums are heavy. Unfortunately, time flies like the wind and autumn frost stains.

Untitled (Tianya)

The water is tired and the grass is withered, and the west wind is strong.

Away from home, away from home.

Wake up, dream drunk, dream broken,

Since then, there has been no moon in Jiangxin.

Untitled (Tianya)

This is a good time for reeds to bloom.

Half the city is autumn and half the city is snow.

There is no evidence that a note written in light ink,

Far away, the sound of dust is absolute.

Ode to a Rose (Tianya)

Wandering in rivers and lakes is equally popular.

Standing on a cold and windy night.

Why flowers need the will of others,

Repentance for frost.

Untitled (Tianya)

In the cold autumn and dusk, snow-like hair,

Who is lonely in the cold pavilion?

All my life, sorrow and joy flowed eastward,

Anger borrows poetry and wine to sacrifice to Fanghua.

Jia Jiansong (Tianya)

Away from the world of mortals,

Facing the morning breeze and following the sunset.

Half a bay of autumn water flows slowly,

Listen to the rain on your pillow.

Memories of playing flute on Phoenix TV. The fog locks and the stars sink (Tianya)

The fog locks the stars and sinks, the road is long, and the cold rain drops bit by bit. In an instant, the light flies and the disease is like lightning. I still remember the early gathering in the old days, and the spring scenery was wonderful and accompanied. Yin sends a message, the pulse is tender, and the wind listens to spring.

Travel all over Wan Li, leaving a lyre that is most afraid of stroking the strings. Late at night, the lights are dim and the city is bleak. Who will pay for a piece of land? In the dream, year after year. All my life, I have to play all the chess pieces.

Night Rain on the Xijiang River (Tianya)

It rains at night, and the coolness adds to the sadness. The thin shadow regrets meeting the railing, full of acacia.

I'm not happy when I meet you. How to solve this obsession? The world of mortals is heartbroken, and I can't sleep at night.

"Magpie fairy. The moon disappears and the silver falls "(Tianya)

Thinking (Tianya)

Chasing leaves and dancing bleak. My eyes are tied to Changfeng.

Distant cold dew, how to drive acacia into sorrow.

Eye-catching Random thoughts (Tianya)

Water-cooled grass is covered with tired moss, and the lonely shadow is slender. Horseshoe is far away, rice paper is yellow. Who knows Yang Lang?

The world is two miles apart, and my heart is even more sad. I miss my hometown far away. Qingshi Alley is empty and desolate.

Eye-catching Feeling (Tianya)

Feeling is not frivolous, there are countless troubles in learning Chinese characters. Life is like a dream without water, and I hate wasting it.

The cold chrysanthemum is endowed with autumn wind, which is more harmful to Wu Ye. How many secluded bosom, three thousand li, wine pouring place.

"Play tricks. My heart is dim "(Tianya)

The heart is dark and the peak is far away. Don't hate being apart from each other.

Woven with sadness, I feel like a brocade, and I miss its fragments.

"Give the order to fire. Willow in the Pavilion (Tianya)

At the willow bend in the pavilion, wine tells feelings, and an autumn wind blows on the face. Cold, sad, hurt eyes, screaming.

Where are the flowers in spring? Fallen leaves covered the steps, and all kinds of tenderness turned into tears. Blame you for being bad, blame you for leaving, blame you for making me wander all the time. How to reduce sadness?

Jiang was drunk last night but didn't sleep (Tianya)

Last night, I was drunk but didn't sleep. I leaned against the bar and the wind was cold. Catch a pen without words, melancholy is full of empty notes. If you want to pour a cup and drink the old smile again, who will you be happy with?

Castle peak oblique wind and drizzle, forcing leisure to make love. Sadness and joy are mixed, and it is difficult to know how deep. Rijun went back to his dream, watched side by side and caressed the strings together.

Make eyes at me. Red makeup fades and twisted tassels (Tianya)

The red makeup fades to the fringed twist, and the fallen leaves fall into the small room. The autumn wind is sad, the cold bed is tired, and the lonely goose keeps books.

The moon shadow is far away from the blue boat. How can a weak willow be supported? Beauty withers and rivers and lakes are forgotten, so you pour a pot,

Die Hua Lian Shen Yuan (Tianya)

Shenjiayuan, flowers follow willows, rain sends dusk, and hands are always red and crisp. After singing a song of Hairpin Phoenix softly, she leaned against the bar and drank Huangteng wine alone.

Dreams break the east wind without finding a spouse, tears bloom and sighs are thin. Do you remember the fate of Mix? There is no reason to complain about this feeling.

Drink fire. Books fail (dust fate)

Autumn wind blows in Qiancheng, and yellow leaves fall. I want to tell the truth and talk about my feelings. Dry words are hard to express, and frown at night.

The rain is cool, and the lamp caresses the tired body. There is always no basis for gathering and dispersing. Sighing is ruthless, sighing is too deep, and sighing is difficult to control.

Drink fire. Books fail (Tianya)

Autumn wind flies all over the city, who pity the fallen leaves? Want to send a simple message of love. Dry words are hard to express, and it's been three nights.

The rain is cool, the lights are dim and I am exhausted. There is always no basis for gathering and dispersing. Sigh the shortage of talents, sigh the sadness, sigh the empty building, and half a book can't be written.

Fire command. The past is gone (Tianya)

The past is the past. I was drunk on the balcony and a west wind blew in my face. The chill hurts the heart, and the eye hurts!

Where are the flowers in spring? Fallen leaves covered the steps, and all kinds of soft tears hung on the cheeks. Blame your bad behavior, blame you for leaving, blame you for letting me wander, how can I cut my sadness!

Give the order to fire Sigh about the yellow flowers outside the courtyard (Tianya)

Sighing at the yellow flowers outside the courtyard and looking at the white clouds outside the window. Once the wind turned to dust. Joy always flows with the water, and melancholy is in the last spring.

Not only seek quiet dreams, but also love butterfly skirts. Memories are helpless and drunk. Anger is infatuation, anger is innocence, and anger is around the soul. How can you smell thin?

Drink fire. Indulge in wine (Tianya)

Enjoy the wine, enjoy your house. It's hard for friends to get together without talking. Fei Xia attracts thoughts and shows your tenderness.

I am proud of my beauty, and I am proud of my sword dance. Laugh at the world hegemon. But clouds and smoke, but a boat in the dream, but empty sand in the sea, finally I fell in love.

About the author:

Yang Shangli, male, net name Tianya, born after 70, is a hundred-mile cuckoo in Guizhou, an ancient poetry lover.

Chen Yuan, whose real name is Zhang Na, female, born in 1980s, is a native of Bailidufu, Guizhou, and likes writing, poetry, photography and travel.