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Bu Rukui: Reflections on Early Summer (Poetry)
Night rain washes the summer morning.

Spring is cool in the rain, and beauty is green.

Farmers transplant to preserve color, gardeners trim and shape well.

The wild flowers in the corner bloom alone, and the fragrance along the road does not last long.

I remember raising birds and rabbits when I was a child. This grass loves to eat.

Wild flowers are in full bloom in the corner.

In April, all the flowers are gone, and wild flowers bloom quietly.

Besides cutting and pulling, the spring breeze blows butterflies.

There is no fertile soil, and few people are happy when they are full.

Enjoy the fragrance of loneliness alone and forget the troubles of ruins.

Mountaineering practice in Wuyishan

Near the mountain, there are many flowers and lush trees.

The trail is winding and undulating, and pedestrians are healthy and healthy.

Falling English protects roots with the wind, and birds sing to welcome the sun.

At dawn, new colors are picked up, and the movement of the machine is a chapter.

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There are many poems in Tang and Song Dynasties, and the old woman leans against the door with a bamboo stick.

The hairy grass is bell-shaped, with uneven pollution surface and loose goose skin.

Nowadays, in the new era of aunt, there is a difference between god and dream.

Tai Chi is danced in the morning songs, and the sunset glow in Peng Zu is red in spring.

The little mosquito was shocked by the dream.

Mosquitoes began to dream, and there were four or five in continuous shooting.

The picture frame leaves blood, and the white wall hangs the residual body.

The spring sleep is not full, and the summer night has been timed.

Don't wait until tomorrow morning, but at dawn.

Pomegranate flowers are the reddest.

Burning pomegranate, who can compete with it?

Bright colors convey spiritual wisdom, and Yan Rong speaks.

Petals blow nature, buds sing merchants.

More proud of the sun and the moon, the ancient philosophers laugh at the autumn wind.

Water lily pillow

The design of the small pool is ingenious and complete, and the water lilies are in bud.

Pink petals are swaying in the wind, and red carp skirts are splashing.

There is a title in the order of heaven, and there is no resentment in the world.

I am proud of drinking rain and dew, and I would like to be trapped in the world.

Rose hundred days red

Grain Rain has lost her beauty, and the long summer Chinese rose is in full bloom.

The bud tips are upside down, and clusters are straight and golden.

There will be delicate colors when accompanying the road, and light red colors when traveling.

The west wind and cold branches are still charming and live up to their leisure time.

The mountain of dawn is changing.

Climb the mountain in a hurry and suddenly look at the top of the mountain.

Jade screen and white clouds move, Qingfeng blue curtain is connected.

One moment the gray color is thick, and the other moment the light is thick.

Once there are thousands of changes, why worry about the red sunset?

Concentrate on god.

Only concentration can calm the mind, and concentration can see the spirit.

Read Morant's Preface and read Wuling Chun.

Taibai invited the bright moon to get drunk, and the Ministry of Industry felt the flower mark.

Condensing light is beneficial to the whole world, and it is true to be one.

Roses welcome summer.

In front of the hedge, the rain is shining, and the roses are overlapping in summer.

Soft vines lie beautifully on the wall, while thick vines solemnly guard the hospital.

The spread of incense was noticed and the flowers were swaying.

Don't participate in the spring festival, wait for the text to flourish and innovate.

Listen to the Three Kingdoms for breakfast.

My daughter listened to the Three Kingdoms at breakfast and was talking about Zhuge and wuyue.

Er Qiao's wisdom is burning proudly and handsome, but his golden tongue has defeated many pedants.

If Meng De knew the reason of Chibi, Zijian regretted giving a song of copper finches.

The way of learning is used, and the unity of knowledge and action is not abolished.