Because of the quality of the poem manuscript

Shimen lives because of quality

无 题

一

Where did I die? I was born again。
Beads because of sexual taste, still to ask Mei open。

二

All kinds of laws have no appearance, and every twist and flower confuses people。
Why to know so I, the afterlife maze。

野 望

一

Qingxi broke snow at the beginning, hanging Yang stream color temperature。
Nature produces different scenery, mountains and rivers as the spirit root。

二

Xia fall to burn snow, red light reflected fir。
Goshawk square beat rabbit, a Li li under the dangerous rock。

三

The mountains are far away from the sky, and the sky is far from the ground。
Long and vast view plain white, the heart is also free of dust。

四

Empty valley wind ring, open forest sunset。
Origin of empty lonely place, lonely how deep。

冰 川


The cut marks are still dangerous, and the god axes the Chuan Mausoleum。
Suddenly the sky light fell, cold ice。

Untitled (at the end of the year)


City snow scattered star elm late at night, depending on the smoke wind to ask。
The vastness of the earth and the world are lost。
Reincarnation looks to close life and death, 躔 streamer control bucket pivot。
Melancholy suddenly into a hundred years, flower marks dream shadow two nothingness。

Mountain walking in Heilongjiang


Walking stick cool world, bone green fairy also。
Ling vacuity wind is quiet, drink stream deer leisure。
Blue water under the forest, long smallpox between the wild。
Plan Mengxing stop, a few mountains outside the cloud。

Look across the Heilongjiang River in autumn


Haomiao Yunshan fall evening clear, distant view opposite anger before Qing。
Can flow the last generation and Rong policy, not to return to the stream hit the Ji sound。
Ou lack has no thousand years of risk, the curtain is down for a while。
Tao light anger diarrhea outside the market, the autumn color is vast to the north。

Untitled (Ode to the West Tour of King Mu of Zhou and the West Queen Mother)

Autumn cold Yao Qing and a few layers, looking back who see Mu Mausoleum。
Once Emperor son and song scattered, this day Kunlun years increase。
Green tree wind sad nostalgia rain, red dust leakage all ask empty monk。
He is like a bottle bird, the Han river may be able to rely on the east flow。

For Gusu cloud crane orchid

Baiyun village live, hanging asked the anthems。
At the beginning of Zhi Wan, Joan can be a neighbor。
Bow bow son Pei, Yu Lu Jiang bead body。
Who solution to the secluded place, fragrance from the dust。

Early spring in Heilongjiang


Cold clouds flow under the white fantine, curling up the spring mountains gradually green。
Bearing life cochlear seal tears, rotten ke home Ruan Lang Ting。
East Jun a drunk flower such as mirage, north candle first return shadow like the plume。
Dusk long day smoke woven green, Jiangwan jade million stars。

Spring Night Title


The star color is like snow, the Ming river falls nine moats。
Spring thunder first break ze, dew feet gradually moss。
The shadow of the bottle bird, the clothes beads of the past。
Heng once leaned on the spot with flowers blooming in the moon。

Fragrance - plum blossom

Stone rock water Momo, is wet cloud cold, sparse flower quiet。Plain wan clean dust, Yuli remote Cen ying star green。Idle against the Windows pulse, a horizontal, curtain waves floating。Look at the tiles, snow time, come and go without a trace。
Tonight, in the dream side, scattered a few wisps of light incense, gone like weaving。A total of who remembers, wind and rain his old news。Cool moonlight shaking dream shadow, empty light, blurred branch wings。And a little bit, frost clean place, color clear to drop。

无 题

Twilight rain tianya used to know for a long time, pomace window candle tears fire slightly blue。
Every time in the details of the slack, always put the desolate memory to Gan。
Baiwei love Guan muddy into the bone, three cocoon bound than silkworm。
When he goes to fly flower Lane, he misses all the Huhua only ginseng。

Raw bean

Blue and white reflecting ancient porcelain, light past dust shadow。Come and go two such as yuan, past into virtual。Knot read a hundred, night to lonely heart Geng。The thin dawn glowed with ice, and the cold colors intermingled。

The end of the Heilongjiang winter

Overlook the mind, the wind and smoke twilight forest。
The ice flows for thousands of miles and hurts for hundreds of years。
Plug barrier dragon snake gas, Liao Jin iron horse sound。
Snow-capped mountains hang on the moon, everlasting like crochet sink。

The author lives in Shimen because of the residence blog:http://blog.sina.com.cn/waqx521