Yang Jianxiang, pen name, Tang Feng, male, Han nationality, Hunan Anhua people, college education, Anhua County, the first Youth Federation member, China Poetry Network members, Chinese poetry network members, Chinese poetry network members, Hunan poets, Hunan Provincial Network Writers Association members, Plum Hill Poetry Society members, Wutai Mountain Literature and Art invited creators, the Great Lakes Poetry Association, since childhood, like art, music, especially love is the traditional culture, by the poetry contest network selected 2018 influential poets and writers 20! In February 2019, the third "Contemporary Cup" painting and calligraphy photography competition won the award of excellence! In February of the same year, the fourth "Contemporary Cup" Chinese Poetry Competition won the Award of Excellence! The first "Shenzhou Cup" Chinese Poetry Competition won the Award of Excellence in April, the first "Shenzhou Cup" Painting and Calligraphy Photography Competition won the Award of Excellence, in the Longyue.com World Chinese Literature National Poetry Competition won the Award of Excellence! Excellent Prize! In some poetry clubs or network platforms published a number of works, so please teachers more guidance! Readers and friends to correct! I sincerely learn from you and salute you! Thank you very much!
Poetry group tea country flower sea picking
Seven poems: text / Tang Feng
Yanglin poetry group step tea country, all the way to exchange the meaning of the detailed.
Flowering sea proclamation to open up the field of vision, and then point to a good sentence of autumn fragrance.
Partridge Sky: Prospecting in the Tea Country
Wen/Tang Feng
The sea of flowers in the Tea Country is red all over the place, and the literary heroes are drawing pictures in the ink.
There is a cold lotus pond in a bay of blue water, and butterflies in the flower fields in all seasons.
The valley of the forest, the peak of the bamboo pavilion, the life of a few times happy to meet.
Walking on the Bird's Bridge in the golden autumn, the elegant guests will have a chance to enjoy the wind.
Seven lines: summer garden
Wen/Tang Feng
Summer garden blue water cover pond, and see the remnants of the lotus leaves chaotic Zhang.
It's no wonder that the lotus flower is shriveled up, only because the dew is cold and the night is frosty.
Seven lines: Autumn Garden
Wen/Tang Feng
Featured Autumn Garden with colorful makeup, the remaining sun light smile shine sadness.
Rewards for the elegant guests on the hillside , the proud chrysanthemum charming all over the fragrance.
Seven lines: spring garden in the autumn
Wen/Tang Feng
Spring garden lost color cherry blossom valley, enjoying the scene is sad blue leaf sorrow.
It is not the intention of the poetic heart of the gentleman do not laugh, have the feelings of **** reluctant to talk about the three autumns.
Seven lines: the winter garden is the scene
Wen/Tang Feng
Winter garden is the scene through the fragrance, the snow without traces of a few chapters.
The second time the flowers bloomed to welcome guests to enjoy , a unique show to attract lovers.
Linjiang Xian: Tea Village Flower Sea
Wen/Tang Feng
Shijing Cherry Creek who understand the lotus pond moonlight to welcome Xian, terraced flower shadow butterfly fly, release Yang Zi Yi, woke up in a dream, I do not know the year.
Dynamic hanging sky tree, flying red autumn rhyme hedge, sightseeing Lake Bi suitable for repair leisure, forest garden scramble to surge, have a sense of a poem edited.
Seven seasons: four seasons of flower field
Wen/Tang Feng
Four seasons of flower field born of emotion , Dongli Aoju bear to be reburied.
Traveling tourists flocked to the area, taking pictures and releasing their feelings.
Seven lines: flower garden door
Wen/Tang Feng
Colorful stone garden door to welcome guests to the tea town of Ruiqi tempted guests to come.
This is the first time I have traveled to a flower field, and I have laughed at my stupidity.
Seven lines of thought: the autumn of feelings
Wen/Tang Feng
The tea town is the scene of the release of people's sadness, the sea of flowers to enjoy the Qianshou left.
Happy to get the breeze filled with sleeves, return to the wine drunken golden autumn.
Luo Shunxiang: *** party member, old grass-roots village party branch secretary, member of the Meishan Poetry Society.
Flowering Sea proclamation: ancient style
Wen/Luo Shunxiang
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The zither played Bo Ya met Ziqi, the poetry group will be confidant.
They are the only ones who write stupid sentences, and the bugs are happy to hear that the ink is fragrant and strange.
Two
Sakura Valley flowers reflecting the evening sun, the vision of the mountains is unique.
The sound of the warbler is so sweet, and she is the only one who is white and flawless.
Three
This is the time when the leaves are falling, and in the coming year the spring will come back to laugh at the wind.
Who forgets me, the same thing in Tang poetry and Han ink?
Four
Plum stamen buds and shy, the cold winds infested with the sky to pay.
Small sun blooming rivers and mountains show, the sea of flowers and tea towns occupy the head.
Five
In the late fall of September, Yanglin Poetry Group gathered Wenxian.
Collecting the flowers, the sea of tea and the countryside, all happy with a smile.
Six
The trees on the ridge are in full bloom, and the flowers on the mountain terraces are in spring.
Shaped branches and leaves beckon frequently, intending to invite you warmly.
Seven
Watch the green leaves of the summer garden, the lotus reflecting the sun is full of red.
It's a pleasure for the eyes and the heart, and the man-made side is a ghostly work.
Eight
Huang Langyun of the Flower Sea and Tea Township is a brilliant strategist.
Three thousand acres of barren mountain reclamation, excursion and leisure great industry.
Spring, summer, fall and winter scenery beautiful, southeast, northwest and north people admire.
The earth is full of spirit and the people are outstanding for a thousand years, and the moon is full of stars and the spring is ten thousand years old.
Nine: Waves of sand
Autumn chrysanthemums golden yellow flowers, leaving a fragrance everywhere, the wind and cold without fear of competing in the frost, the essence of the spirit of the inverted butterflies, extraordinarily fragrant.
Pink grass is unusual, gray growth, lush and full of hillocks, to and from the flow are stopped, unique scenery.
Ten: couplets
Yanglin gathered literary sages, endowed with the motherland brilliant sentence.
Poetry group even Han ink, depicting the beautiful picture of the rivers and mountains.
Luo Ruoan Introduction:
(grassroots poets), due to the childhood love of literature, has been insisting on creating, can be said to be ten years of cold windows no one asked, once famous the world know. 2006 won the Chinese poetry art all-around award; 2010 won the *** and the country's outstanding contribution to the talent awards; Mao Zedong's 120th anniversary of the birth of the first prize of the red classics of the artistic achievements; the first "Yanhuang Cup". The first "Yanhuang Cup" Chinese national culture competition won the gold medal of national culture achievement; the World Association of Textbook Organizations specially selected as the "World Art Ambassador". He is a member of the Chinese Network Poets, a member of the Meishan Poetry Society, and is now the advisor of the Yanglin Poetry Group of the Meishan Poetry Society.
Seven rhymes: colorful welcome
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Colorful rocks and stones are the source of auspiciousness, and the sunny flowers and trees have several layers of delicacy.
The welcome to the guests a smile a thousand rhymes, the travelers three call ten thousand miles towards.
The gathering and dispersing square is pleased with the geographical advantage, and the overhanging trees are proud of the cloudy night.
The gate tower is leaning on the water and connecting with the mountains, and the ecological parking embraces the magpie bridge.
Yanglin Poetry Group's Autumn Waste Winds
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Yanglin Poetry Group, the fertile soil of the newborn, the Meishan culture, the depth of the academic.
The leader of the group, Qing Yun, walks in the forest of poems, Tang Feng, editor-in-chief, sailing in the sea of rhyme.
Ji Lao Jin Kui, moral and artistic, Luo Lao Guiqiu, talent.
Sunset grass, happy to meet the soulmate, members of the hand, the will of the people.
Treading the sea of flowers in autumn, colorful, stupid Mingzhi, amazing greatness.
The fragrance of tea and flowers is beautiful, touching the scene, inspired by the inspiration, elegant and heroic.
The high mountains and flowing water, the lower part of the people, Xing Guan Qun forgiveness, knocking rhyme to seek the essence.
The calligrapher splashes ink, the pen walks the dragon, humanities, revitalization of Yanglin.
Note: Qing Yun: Yang Hualiang, Tang Feng: Yang Jianxiang, Xiao Cao: Luo Ruoan.
Sea of Flowers: Spring Garden
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Cherry blossoms like snow reflecting the sun, the water tower overflowing with clouds.
The rocky landscape and the rocky mountains are elegant, and the peach blossom nymphs dance in neon.
The azalea cries for a long time, and the grass fights for a long time.
The green wave and the wind bring warmth in spring, and the small bridge overflows with color.
Floral Sea: Summer Garden
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Lotus pond moonlight and sunshine, double drums and vermilion pavilion music wall.
The music of the sky reverberates far and wide, and the accompaniment of the cherry blossoms is long and soft.
Thousands of ladders of green tea, and half a ridge of red maples.
Two yellow orioles are singing in the green willow, and a lake is filled with blue water.
Floral Sea: Autumn Garden
Wen/Luo Ruoan
The white dragon dances with its head in the tea village, and the water-saving rafting is well designed.
Entertaining children's aspirations, the Pear Girls' new dress.
The sunny orange color is bright, and the rainy peach reflects the dawn.
Swimming and swimming, the birds fly.
Floral Sea: Winter Garden
Wen/Luo Ruoan
The snowy red fragrance filled the garden, the golden buds of purple magpie ten thousand rows.
The cliff hotel is amazing, bamboo pavilion Zhenling camphor.
The beautiful woman is surrounded by fire, and the gentle rose is about the lover.
Flower warmth welcomes you in all seasons, and the water swings the boat to chase the dream.
Plum
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Proud of the snow red makeup color, from the several incense.
The love of chastity and spring is early, why do you have to fight so hard?
Orchid
Wen/Luo Ruoan
The quietness of the heart is pleasing, and the lingering love of the valley is deep.
The love of a young girl in the beginning of the year, ask who is cozy.
Bamboo
Wen/Luo Ruoan
Bright section of the false heart of the noble, snake off the purple dress.
The head of the dragon is happy to be in the ground, and the tail of the phoenix always rises in the sun.
Chrysanthemum
Wen/Luo Ruoan
The yellow flowers are bright in the mist, and the thin shadows sound in the frost.
The Taoist loves them, and the poets are looking for words to comment on them.
Ji Jinkui: principal of the secondary school, retired teacher, member of the Meishan Poetry Society. He has been teaching for 36 years and has made outstanding contributions to education. After retirement, he lives in Yanglin, "also small Xuan".
Picking tea with my old companion
Wen/Ji Jinkui
Walking in the fog with a bamboo basket on his back, he broke the sound of the cuckoo in the forest.
The old companion still loves to dance with the butterflies, and is happy to pick a piece of spring on the ridge.
Linjiang Xian: Dedicated to the Flower Breeder
Wen/Ji Jinkui
Ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers are like a painting, and the flowers are busy with the gardener, who hoes and irrigates and looks forward to the prosperity, and who is not tired of working all year round, and who stoops down to the hard work of cultivation.
Sweat sprinkled spring and autumn flowers embroidery, the state of God is full of fresh eyes, hymns dedicated to flower breeders, long and happy, white hair colorful.
The five best: the plum
Wen/Ji Jinkui
The iron bone boiled ice and snow, cold call the east wind.
After years of fragrance and show, the ugly room forever spring thick.
Seven words
Wen/Ji Jinkui
Lifelong teaching music Qingping, blood and vomit has forgotten the name.
It's a good thing that you're so talented, so I'm going to write a poem about it.
Happy to welcome the National Day
Wen/Ji Jinkui
Jiuzhou overflowed with joy, and waved the pen to write spring and autumn.
Laughing with excitement, wishing with joy.
The country is strong, the people are rich, and the paths are curved.
The tide is rising in my heart, and I am standing on a wave with my eyebrows raised.
The Dragon Boat Festival after the loss of a spouse
Wen/Ji Jinkui
One
Every festive season is twice as long as the family, the small house has no words has been alone.
And let the love flow hurt the thin shadow, the old tears accompany the broken lamp.
Two
The lamp and the tears are flowing on the pillow, who can solve the infinite sorrow in the heart.
The children and grandchildren will be happy, and the dumplings will remind us of the same boat in our dreams.
Three
They are the ones who have to leave their home towns in order to make a living, and they are the ones who have to leave their home towns in order to make a living.
It's hard to help but leaning on the door often stagnant eyes, worrying about adding a little bit of night bell ringing.
Proposed couplet:
A monk and a temple with a Buddha
Half drowsy, half awake half life
Liao Jianguo: Chinese *** party members, the old local grass-roots cadres, members of the Meishan Poetry Society, like to read books, hobbies: poetry and song, music, folk musical instruments and so on.
Floral Sea proclamation: ancient style
Wen/Liao Jianguo
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One
Ancient shade of the tree, the zither song jasmine flowers.
Other gains are few, the quiet brings fragrance home.
Two
The garden gate has not been opened for a long time, tourists flock to worship.
The iron gateway can't be closed, like a flower attracting butterflies.
To the lotus pond with the company, autumn hurt umbrella leaves yellow.
There is still some light left in the air, so I'm going to paint a few pictures.
Credit: Ancient Style
Wen/Liao Jianguo
Nowadays, I am too busy to write a poem.
Five poems on credit, to be paid back at the end of the year.
Xijiang Yue: Observation of the sea of flowers
Today is the sea of flowers in the tea village, the former is a messy pile of grass,
Seeking to develop the party to navigate, the old appearance of the head to change the image,
The field changed to the lotus pond moonlight, the soil pile of the jade maiden double room,
Wonderful flowers, exotic trees and willow brook next to the who know the world on earth and in heaven.
Re-visit Anhua Yanglin Tea Fragrance Flower Sea
Wen Liao Zhaowen
Bring three or five sons, horseback riding down Yanglin.
The waves are white and the grass is green.
Plowing and reading in the spring, the hard road is shaping up.
It is fortunate that we are in the middle of nowhere, but the world is prospering.
Five lines: Tea Fragrance and Flower Sea
Wen Liao Zhaowen
The corner of the precious land, red wave surging thousands of hills.
The grasses play with the wind, and the springs swim with the rocks.
Trees are planted along the path, and new buildings are built at the foot of the mountain.
The sea of flowers and the fragrance of tea make you think of Jiuzhaigou.
Autumn Cold Feelings
Wen/Liao Zhaowen
The green silk is less and less, the dew to the cold eye to the empty.
People are empty of dust and dirt, and the world is a dangerous place with rain and wind.
Who taught me that dreams are short, and that poetry is hard to share with the past?
The year is approaching, and I dare not remember Jiangdong by leaning on the fence.
Wen/Liao Zhaowen
Temporarily sending a small body to the south of the water, blunt talent and mediocre appearance is even more embarrassing.
We are not sure if there are thousands of bad habits, but we are lucky to have only two or three friends.
These are the first time I've ever seen a person with a high degree of confidence in the world.
There is nothing in my bag that I can't find, and I'm ashamed to see my friends.
Springtime, I was on a field trip to Anhua Yanglin in the sea of tea and flowers
Wen Liao Zhaowen
It's not a bad time for me to be out and about, but it's a great time to be out and about in the wilderness.
The rain of the Qingming Festival, the wind of the world.
The fragrance of tea is similar to that of a thousand mountains, and how many families share the same interest?
This is the time to lie down among the flowers.
Last night was a sleepless night
Wen Liao Zhaowen
The moon hangs in the window at night, and the eye is still round on the ceiling.
The skin of my face has the marks of a teenager, and the world has no more golden rice bowls.
It's hard to find a good cloth to wear, but I'm waiting for the green mountain to take care of it.
Women follow their husbands and sing along the road, so why worry about sore legs and gasping for breath?
Self-deprecation
Wen Liao Zhaowen
Yuan is not a body outside the body, I hate that I have not planted the spiritual roots.
The moon is called jade, and the star is called a lamp.
The earthly world is only black and white, and the dream mirror messes up the morning and evening.
It's hard to get into the eyes of the officials, and I've recognized this door all my life.
Friends going to Yueyang, farewell gift:
Wen / Liao Zhaowen
Lazy to ask how many flowers remaining, and spring down the dongting.
There are thousands of trees on the empty mountains, and a boat on the curved water.
The ringing of the bells is a reminder of the dream of poetry, and the name of wine is a burden to me.
Since I waved my hand away, I waited for the tide of the sea.
Five lines: National Day Message to the Teachers and Students of Lingnan College of Technology
Wen/Liao Zhaowen
The mantle is carried on with ease, and the song is about the love of fish and water.
The blue color of the mountains and rivers, the red gene of the flag.
Can do a side of the soil, not for two sides.
The clear spring flows northward, straight to the shore of the sea.
Five lines: On May 1, I accompanied my friends to Anhua Yuntai Mountain
Wen Liao Zhaowen
On May 1, I climbed to the high garden, the mountain wind is free to my bosom.
The new Huang Huang is the first bright section, the speedy guest has become a disaster.
Stones hold clouds for clothing, peaks contain cuts for cutting.
The immortal home? I don't think anyone will guess!
He Yanglin Poetry Group
Wen/Luo Guiqiu
The warbler flies, the grass grows long and bathes in the sunrise, and the poets gather in the jin tang.
There are a lot of great ambitions in the world of poetry, and it's a good thing that the old man is humble and the young man is kind.
This is the first time I've seen a poem written by a poet who is thinking of his hometown and its landscape.
Yun Han's agricultural achievements, harmonious village to celebrate the well-being of the people.
Qinyuanchun: Touring the Sea of Flowers in the Tea Village
Wen/Luo Guiqiu
Pleasant to the eye, the scenery is unique, the Sea of Flowers in the Tea Village. Overlook the mountains, Cui Tintu Credit Ridge; streams around, water garden Zhuang, glass rafting, artificial waterfalls, just like the Milky Way bright four sides. High stone wall, and stretches for miles, the sky made the wall.
Craftsmanship is famous, build hotels hanging cliff spine. Rang cliff height of 100 feet, the name of the near and far; wall red color, reputation full of Xiaoxiang. The water leads to the source, the pool is like a mirror, reflecting the smiling face with begonias. It's so cozy, I wish the garden is full of spring color, and it will remain fragrant for ages.
Note: Luo Guiqiu: a retired teacher, a member of the Meishan Poetry Society.
Crown Top Poem: Tea Country and Sea of Flowers
Wen/Luo Jie'an
The fragrance of tea and fruits is intoxicating to tourists, and the nostalgia and beauty of the scene play life.
Flower cozy four seasons like poetry and painting, the sea is wide and the sky is high any review.
Climbing the Nine Dragons Pond
Wen/Luo Jie'an
Couple climbed the Nine Dragons Pond and walked for three hours.
The Nine Dragons Pond is dry and the dragons have lost their water, and I am reciting a poem at the top of Anhua.
Tour of Meishan Cultural Park
Wen/Luo Jie'an
Palace of the ancient fragrance of the more magnificent, Meishan culture is more flamboyant.
The stone statue of Wulang is really majestic, and the foot-hanging houses lean against the magpie bridge.
Note: Luo Jie'an, a retired cadre, likes to drive, member of Meishan Poetry Society.
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Wen/Ouyang Gangyan
Welcoming pine in the temple mountain, nine dragons and waterfalls to see the rainbow.
Accompanied by a thousand good things for mankind, flowing down the spring into the altar.
Two
Do meet the wind and rain to go through the course, and succeeding men and women to obey the filial piety.
There are only a thousand years of trees in the mountains, and the Yellow House has produced a hundred-year-old man.
It's hard to avoid the road to the west, and the tears of grief fall down the hall of the government.
Summer withered to repair the blessing, the spirit of the nine heavens to protect children and grandchildren.
Note: Ouyang Gangyan, self-employed businessman, village cadres, like calligraphy, painting and poetry, member of the Meishan Poetry Society.
Biography of Yang Hualiang:
Born in 1976, male, use name: Yang Yun Han, pen name: Qing Yun. A native of Dahu Village, Dongping Town, Anhua County, Hunan Province, and a graduate of vocational school.
Became an invited creative writer of Wutai Mountain Magazine in 1997;
Opened a factory in Dongguan from 2011 to 2014, and exported products to Odalia;
Involved in the business of architectural engineering (high-speed railways, highways, water conservancy and hydroelectricity, housing, municipal highways, lighting projects, greening, earthworks, etc.) in 2015,
Joined Jilin City Oriental Literature in 2016 by Friends recommended to join the Jilin City Oriental Literary Society members;
2018 invited to enter the Meishan Poetry Society members, members of the Chinese Poetry, in May of the same year by the selection of the Anhua Mao Association President, in September by the selection of the Yang Family Council executive. in November with a friend to create the Hunan Yun Han Comprehensive Agricultural Development Co.
2019 Meishan Poetry Society Yang Lin Poetry Group was established, as Yang Lin poetry group leader.
The poetry group's proclamation
Wen/Qingyun
The aroma of tea invites visitors, and the sea of flowers competes with the wind.
They are the first to write a poem in the fall of the year, and the first to write a poem in the fall of the year.
Summer garden feelings
Wen/Qingyun
Summer garden deep lotus withered, just like the heart of the world cool.
The passion is still there, but I am alone in the loneliness of the flute.
Subject to the sea of flowers water lily
Wen/Qingyun
Thirty thousand jungles along with the favor, some excitement in the countryside comment.
There are many colors, but the gods are happy, and His Holiness sits on the lotus platform and protects all living beings.
Subject to the sea of flowers: winter garden
Wen/Qingyun
Rose winter ridge love the first rhyme, step into the flowers like with.
This is the first time I've ever been to a wedding in my life, and I've been waiting for a hundred years.
The top poem: Tea Fragrance and Flower Sea
Wen/Qingyun
The tea rhyme floats in the golden leaf ripe, fragrant garden Jiaoman comfort love sorrow.
Flora and wealth welcome poets, and the sea is full of plums.
Mid-autumn Lotus
Wen/Qingyun
Walking in the countryside to see the Lotus, the literati painted the autumn makeup.
Leaves and branches are endless, so I'm going to write a poem about it.
Hanging wall garden
Wen/Qingyun
Forty-eight ladders into the wall, hundreds of flowers compete with butterflies and bees hide.
Thousands of tourists have come to visit the garden, revitalizing the countryside.
Peach Blossom Valley
Wen/Qingyun
Ten miles of peach blossoms for a long-cherished wish, a lifetime of waiting in the heartland.
The wind and moon in the countryside were once unlimited, and the side of the plow, fisherman and woodcutter companion.
Plum
Wen/Qingyun
Lift your eyes to the sky and look at the wax statue, and look at the earth half withered and yellow.
The new stamens on the branches are smiling in the wind, and the frosty sky is beautifully made up.
Chrysanthemum
Wen/Qingyun
October Golden Autumn Frost will come, the flowers have long been exhausted.
The chrysanthemums on the hillside are fragrant, and they have attracted a lot of attention from the tourists.
The crown poem: Yanglin Elementary School
Wen/Luo Jianhui
Yang Yang and Liu Yue full of warmth, forests and branches of the new day.
The small tree climbs high through the wind and rain, and learns to be ambitious and youthful.
Note: Luo Jianhui, grass-roots village cadres, hobby calligraphy and poetry, the first level of calligraphy, member of the Meishan Poetry Society.
Consultant: Ji Jinqui Luo Ruoan
Leader: Yang Hualiang
Editor-in-chief: Yang Jianxiang
Reviewer: Liao Zhaowen
Editorial board: Luo Ruoan, Yang Jianxiang, Liao Zhaowen, Yang Hualiang Ji Jinqui
This is the first time a Chinese poet has written a poem on the subject.