Guo Shaowei is from Wei County, Hebei Province. Reporter, economist, retired former deputy secretary and deputy director of Weixian Enterprise Administration Bureau. He is a member of Chinese Poetry Society, China Rhythm Poetry Society, Hebei Poetry Association and Handan Poetry Couplet Association. His works are published in more than ten kinds of poetry magazines, and often win prizes in provincial and municipal and national competitions. He is the author of two collections of personal poems and songs, Feng Yun and Shao Wei Xin Yun. (Among them, "Shao Wei Xin Yun" has been put on shelves in bookstores in many big cities across the country, sold on more than 2 websites and collected by university libraries).

Chinese name: Guo Shaowei

Nationality: China

Nationality: Han nationality

Birthplace: Handan, Hebei

Date of birth: 1943

Occupation: Poet

Major achievements: more than 2 poems, couplets and other works have been published in national and provincial poetry magazines.

was awarded the title of "Leader" by "Literature Writers Network" and "Hundred Poetry Magazine".

main achievement: he was awarded the title of "leading figure" by China Literature Masters Society.

won the "Second Prize of Chinese Poetry Creation in Poetic Countries".

won the gold medal in the "Red Boat Cup" China Nanhu Red Poetry Competition.

representative works: Charm, New Rhyme of Little Wei

Two-rhyme Poems

Part I, Seven Rhymes

47, Seven Rhymes. On New Year's Eve, Gui Si expressed his feelings

festive red couplets were pasted all over the village, and the old year would end in dusk. A few WeChat friends, two volumes of clear poetry feel great kindness.

although yazhi has no news, Gao Qing still cares about Tian Cun. After the memory of the past is collected, the prancing horse opens the Jiawu Gate.

46, Seven Laws. Give it to friends at the end of the year

Don't chase away the lingering feelings, and the old poems can be polished again. The creeping weeds in the south seek softness, while the snow-capped mountains in the north strive for prosperity.

only after the aftertaste can you understand the shallow, so why complain more when you are in the room? In the coming year, it is hard to give up those who are refreshing and healthy, so they should sing songs

45 and seven rhythms with the spring breeze. In winter, poplars

don't want to spend money in jade pots, so they can temper their souls with broad-mindedness and hard work. Standing in the building, the heart is safe, and the arm is pointing to the sky.

it's hard for loyalty to fade away with the decline of grass, and it's always handsome and luxurious. The snow is even more heroic, and it is rewarding kindness and kindness

44 and seven laws. In the winter of Zhanghe Bay

, I feel lonely when I come here, and the lush has already changed into depression. There is no wave color on the river surface where the boat stops, which is an eyesore and the banks are full of reeds.

Poetry is written by Lotte, but the heart may not be watered by Du Kang. There seems to be buds sprouting on the sunny slope, and I want to see Dongfeng Road not far away.

43, Seven Laws. Go home late in winter

Turn off the camera and return around, trying to study the remnants of the scene. Lightly carry the late moon to pity the birds, and trample on the frost to sigh the withering lotus.

if you don't mean it, you shouldn't know it. If you have feelings, why blame the present? Therefore, the branch seems to be weak in the wind, for the sake of hiding fragrance for the next year.

42, Qilv. Autumn leaves

are frost on the branches, and the memory is still fragrant when opened. Who knows the story of helping flowers? I am yellow after the rain.

it's hard to change your true feelings, but it's always difficult to make an occasional dream. Take advantage of the wind for a while, and go back to the wild.

41, seven laws. Title map

At the beginning, sitting on the frequency here made me miss Iraqis even more. Shallow dikes and green waters convey sorrow and regret, while deep trees make an oriole close.

In my dream, I think deeply of tenderness, but I look forward to the new in my heart. Do the footprints of the bridge still exist? There is no dust on the stone pier by the stream.

4. A visit to Guo Shuchi in autumn is a gift.

Loneliness can't comfort the autumn heart, and I feel dear to my friends. Who knows the feelings of Yan and Zhao, the more Wu is angry with you for spreading fragrance.

when you wake up, you will realize the shallowness of the poem, and then you will know the depth of the road. Don't sigh that you are poor, but listening to the rain by the window is better than tuning the piano.

39. The expropriated but idle land

The vast fertile fields are covered with grass and grass, and the farmers look back and shed tears. In spring, swarms of bees boast thorns, and in autumn, swarms of ants nest.

be careful when you are a civil servant, and the fee for the overlord agreement will be scrutinized. Property rights are just a matter of flipping hands, knowing who is full of money.

38, titled "Red Maple Map"

Autumn wind is rustling along the embankment, and my thoughts are endless. Clear water pours poetry even dreams, and hongxia burns fire without sorrow.

I'm considerate and beautiful, and I regret it when I know the interest. The mountain line has become a swan song, and it will be ashamed to mention the maple leaf again.

37. I am impressed by the writing style of Xinjian Anshi Magazine

—— Take the promotion of Jian 'an culture as my own responsibility

Raise the banner to praise the quality of the building, and put pen and tree lights on it. The crisp pipe in the new place leads to the deep lane, and the old phoenix sounds harmoniously into the blue sky.

Develop a strong hand and a handsome waist. It's not far to board the bronze finch with the help of Chunhui.

36. Read the first issue of Xinjian An Poetry Journal

Poets' words are full of high emotional appeal, and they are transferred to masculine vigor. Hiding the shadows between the lines, frankly exploring the territory.

it's hard to say goodbye to the bronze sparrow tower, and it's better to leave the Jian' an style behind. Yesterday's dream met Cao and his son again, and the new issue turned around and smiled.

35. Listen to the wind and be pregnant

It's already a low curtain on the moon, and the eaves of tiles are rolled in the cold wave. The yellow leaves fall before the smart stage, and the warm clothes add to the sickness.

the screen asks where the flowers are, and the headset hears the fruit is sweet. I want to send my elegant feelings far away, so that I can send my poem to Joan toad.

34. Seven Rhythms. Autumn Frost

The silver brocade shines brightly in Chu Qing, and the flowers are dazzling. Jiashu's heart is pure and far-reaching, and the different posture can be decorated with leisure.

attract the bright moon and make the clouds restless. It is the new scenery before winter, and poetry and books are rolling around to enjoy the quiet screen.

on the night of August 13th, I attended the classical music recital in Handan City. It rained

I wanted to listen to it and come to find it, but there was a distant day to express my congratulations. In order to avoid the worry of covering the bright moon, the edge is full of rain.

opening the common ears is exquisite, which affects the clear mind, praise and admiration. Who is the best when the house is full, and the lyre is under the buttonwood.

Note: Among the poems recited by Chairman Wang Weizhong of the Poetry Association at the meeting, there is a sentence "a teenager playing guitar under a buttonwood tree". Guitar is the lyre.

32. I miss my classmates at my alma mater.

I count the new buildings and find old classes, and I am worried to comfort you. Even if you hate Dai, you will never forget your face.

It seems as if the homework is tight in front of the window, and the lawn is idle after dinner. It is already cool and late to return, and the drizzle flies into tears.

31. Wen Xueyou has never met during the Pear Blossom Festival.

Things have been going on for a long time, and it will happen later. A thousand miles and nine times of sorrow gather together, and one pregnant and five flavors stir up feelings.

the east of the city is temporarily stationed at the end of the road, and I often think about extending the road alliance in my dreams. Pear blossoms fall after the rain at the dead of night, and the lonely lamp has no negative tears.

3. I was impressed by the poet's autumn visit

Gao Tianqi was a goshawk, and his eyes were full of colorful autumn steam. Branches hang peaches and pears to show their faces, and the wind turns rice and millet to invite friends.

it's safe to open your heart, and there is a basis for stirring your dreams. Even if planted in first frost, the heart bud is as ivy.

29. My thoughts on visiting agriculture in autumn

Mo Xiao, a poet, is diligent in pen and ink, and he should praise his cultivation most. The wind blows the graceful hat of grain ears, and the rain washes the colorful skirt of bean flowers.

it looks gorgeous and brocade, but it smells comfortable to recognize it. If you want to know how much you feel about hoeing, you need to ask the shady cloud.

28. Bu Yun and Fang Er's

There is a bright moon in the sky, and it is like a pen to send it. Spring water knows far and wide, and the eyes are full of shadows to recognize Lianjuan.

although the morning mist is breezy, the evening mist is still hung by the rain. This is an ordinary matter of making peace, but it will be green in the youth.

27. Guansong

I am used to taking a leisurely walk in the wild, and I am relaxed every time I remember the year of respect. When it comes to autumn and winter, it knows the fog curtain, and when it comes to rain, it looks at Yunlong.

it is often elegant according to the situation, because it is quite moving. How can you be warm and cold, and dyeing the four seasons is the peak of talent.

26. Thank friends for visiting Zixiang Village, T? H?u in the hot summer.

I miss the poem and follow the heat wave. Crossing the ridge and crossing the bridge, walking in the wild, carrying melons and beans to buckle my door.

there is no place to be sad, and suddenly the ice is clear and full of rhyme. How can I repay you so frankly? I will only thank you from the bottom of my heart.

25. Bu Yun and Huang Zhongze (Qing Dynasty) "Qi Huai" (one of sixteen songs)

I want to send yao si with a sigh, and the embroidered bed turns around at dawn. The breeze pillow is pregnant with the first thing on the moon, and the drizzle sings into the heart.

The tearful eyes spread beautifully, leaving traces of spring longing for the garden. Listening to the leaves falling in the secluded courtyard, I suspect it is the tiptoe at the window.

24, summer solstice leisure songs

Wet heat is the longest day, so I can't help but think about it. Still stay in the winter solstice, and still remember the vernal equinox and rhyme.

the heavy rain removes dirt and filth, and the green lotus is beautiful and fragrant. Take advantage of this lush scenery, so that you can afford to seek a jade chapter.

23. A trip to summer mountain

When the car enters the Taihang Mountain, it turns around and sighs. Jianfang is scattered from the forest girl, and the wall is as steep as a shepherd boy.

suddenly, I was full of heroism in those days, adding to my heart today. Visiting the mountain is just like turning over the scrolls and asking who said "through".

22, Xia Si

The leaves are new when the flowers are withered, but the thoughts are flying but serious. After watching the scenery through the rain, follow the wind and ask for self-cultivation.

it's better to knock poetry than to argue things safely and get drunk frequently? I want to have a vast dream, and Tian Yuan is quiet and dust-free.

21. Secretary Li of the He County Party Committee takes up his new job

The green flowers and green cen are all dyed in the eyes, and the forests and valleys are filled with clean water. The three-point bright moon is thoughtful, and the wind is thoughtful.

how can you chase Cunyin to the sun, and be willing to practice new ideas with courage. Bow and plant thousands of trees, and you can't control the waves by boat.

2. Welcome to Spring

Put down the second-hand bag in winter, and the skirt is bright and sunny. Some things must be regretted, and some new ideas should be made.

when the rain is raining, the embankment is green, and the apricot flowers make the wheat shoot yellow. The warm wind rippled and the eagle whirled, and Ma Pingchuan was my hometown.

19. Pear Blossom regrets

Born with poor fortune, I know little about each other, and poets only pity when they take rain. How romantic the wall is to the cup, but the pen is delayed here.

I'm crazy about smiling at the pool, who rewards me when I practice skirts under the moon. I don't regret that there was no red and purple tone. _ Is it necessary for love to be peony?

18. Visit Wei Wen's Hou Lixian Terrace

The top of the dangerous terrace is close to seclusion. In summer, you can have a bird's-eye view of the craze, and the beautiful wild pears are jasper, and Mo Chi is full of waves and arrogance.

although you respect the hegemony, you are more respectful and humble. At Ji Xia's Anh Hong, Changfeng played the dragon flute with me.

17. Visit the pear forest in Qinzheng Park again.

The staircase bridge is full of graceful and elegant eyes. Only when I remember the beautiful flowers in early spring, I am glad that Ye Yanrou is in midsummer.

As long as you have a clear dream, you will be golden in autumn. Just like a bosom friend telling a story, he never worries at the end of the pen.

16. Wheat Day

In May, Tianjia was busy mowing wheat. Pingchuan looks golden. The morning glow shines faster than the wheel, and the evening mist floats lightly with the fragrance of seeds.

My sister-in-law checks your price online and drives my sister-in-law to sell new grain. Next door, there was a feast, and Lang Lang sang high over the pink wall.

15. Waiting for Spring Flowers by He Ziqing

As soon as Qiong Rui was caught in the rain, she missed the branches several times in her dream, and the cold wind wiped away thousands of tears, and the swan geese flew into Wan Li's poems.

if you want to feel ashamed and regret in the next spring, how to live with the past is still a mystery. Where is the scenery? When the garden is watered.

14. I have a feeling about learning new sounds and rhymes

It's crazy to knock on the rhyme when I'm dizzy, and I want to judge the tone of the voice. The flower buds outside the hedge destroy the old leaves, and the bamboo shoots in front of the courtyard are lower than the wall.

people can only be invited if they seek novelty, and they can inherit the Song and Tang Dynasties if they change. After writing, stretch your waist and look up, and the curtain is full of morning light.

13. In the early summer,

The young cuckoos cleared their throats and swept through the flowers in late spring. The grass is green and the wind is fine, and the rain in the shallow pond is soft.

don't chase after dreams with the residual calyx, so you can take advantage of the green cup to celebrate the green domain. The most beautiful day is the turtle lake, and Hu Peng's oars are leisurely.

12. Singing songs in late spring

Grass has invaded the buildings, and it is too busy to leave Dongjun. Pleasure is clear, and the anxiety is residual.

and pour the green ants into the new manuscript, so as not to make the bald head hurt the cold wall. It' s a busy and bitter memory, and it' s like a cloud and water.

11. Chunxing

A curtain of spring colors reflects the morning glow, and white catkins fly to the home of an apricot. A hundred times Oriole passed clever songs, and nine times Zimo scattered veils.

Open the Song scrolls to add flavor, and watch the pottery pots and beans sprout. Even though Dongjun is in love with you, he never sends the residual flowers through the wind and rain.

1. Feeling at the end of the year

Leisure clouds float, disdaining to bow down and join the world. Bamboo leaves sway into dancing shadows, and poems are tossed into flying gulls.

I have forgotten about cows and horses, and I have not thought about sheds and buildings. And look for wild geese in the ice, and the wild geese return to the north.

9. Thinking about going upstairs

It also helps the ancients to go to Gu Lou, and when it is boundless, they will sail. High-caliber pen bottom is open, bullying the car and insulting it.

what happened in the past is always appropriate, and the former is indecisive and wrong. After the clouds, the peaks are beautiful, and the bamboo stick is not as good as a loaf about.

8. surfing in Bohai

what can a lonely mouse ask for? You can swim in the middle of the sea with a kayak. Jiangnan lightly spreads flowers on the floor, while Saibei heavily knocks on the frost to dye the head.

the heart is full of passion, and the poem is not beautiful. The keyboard has the function of aging, regardless of the thick language in the west.

7. Autumn

The sunset touches the tired study, but the scattered manuscripts are not collected like leaves. The lonely tower leads to the wilderness, and the wind reveals the cold window.

Slow search for the past is endless, and it is even more worrying. Looking at what Guanshan sent, Baiyun witnessed the heart.

6. Buyun and Lu Qiuer's "Autumn Rhyme"

In the clear autumn, I brought wine to enjoy the suburban red, and I drank cups and lay in the grass alone. Sunset is full of sleeves, and the moon is full of wind.

it's hard to find a perfect couple, which leads to a long and empty ink. Want to borrow the maple tree to seek what you want. Drunk can't tell the difference between the west and the east.

5. Seven Laws. Retirement songs

Worry about the past, and then whip the poem along the way. Yi Qing's pen and sentence are beautiful, and Dan Ye's golden wind sings Yuyuan.

Get rid of the tiredness and tiredness of the desk, and Tao Xin sleeps comfortably beside the bamboo. The vast world is full of visitors, not worshipping Jesus or Zen.

4. Interview with old classmates of farmers

There is a long bath in the alley in the evening sun, and people behind the curtains are reading books. The sweat and rain have been poured on the heroic, and the mind has not been wrapped up.

Open weeds and vines, thin shoulders and remove frost. The pot garden seat is unstable, and the autumn fruit is first smoked with two sleeves.

3. Farewell in Autumn

It's chilly in the autumn water in Ping Ye, and it's sad to harvest geese. The defoliation leaves are old, and it's cloudy and cloudy in Western jackdaw.

tears are opened before half a word, and a dream is followed by sorrow. In the Ming Dynasty, Nanpu had no other gifts, only the mellow mash had a fragrant aftertaste.

2. Stay at the Mountain Villa for the night

The full moon is full of splendor, and there are many kinds of poems in late autumn. I am unforgettable and asked in the middle of the night.

whoever drinks at the desk in Danyuan, the waterfall flows down the hill. Push the window to see the night is not deep, and the blue frost is everywhere.

1. Sunflowers

yearn for the pastoral spirit, and pull out the group figure with sunshine. In the morning, the arms are stretched out for a long time, and the wind and rain are stretched out.

I always dream of being generous and sincere to my guests, and I am king when I look at the red and purple chaos. Keep seeds even when you are old, so as to spread fragrance for the world.

second, the part of the five laws

9. Buyun and Fanger's

Drunk with Tender Feelings and Immortal Immortals

Hold your heart in peace, and dance alone at night. Light steps on the spot bamboo, Chen Shi reported the moon string.

my feelings are moving, and my luck is not shocking. I am ashamed to offer a jade fairy when I watch Tao Chunqu.

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Young and strong articles, time and space dream away. The soft wind is bright and the moon is bright, and the rain is blue and the lake is facing.

look for poetic strength in trouble, and let him sneer at his temples. The whole world is wide, and the top of the building contains every cent.

7. Send an old classmate back to Beijing as ordered.

The golden goblet is a wonderful feast, and the eyes are looking forward to lingering. The door is waiting, and the clock is spinning fast.

fog and haze cover Baoding, while ice and snow block Handan. God's will prevents you from staying on your shoulders.

6. Smell the piano

At night in the bright moon and tall buildings, the gauze curtain plays the fiddle. Vaguely soft arm shadow, clear chord sound.

I don't understand, because I'm not from Quli. The east neighbor is half-masked, and dances and sings.

5. Chunxing

Taking a long walk in the sunny weather, he strayed into Xinghua Village. The net wire leads to the deep lane, and the basin opens the door.

welcome wagging dog to warm the long fat dolphin. The old woman boasted that there were people watering the garden outside the village.

4. When you meet a pilgrim in manjusri temple,

where the smoke is smoky, the temples and platforms are radiant. High incense burns a wide case, and it is hard to hang fat cheeks.

old bribes are often covered up, but new ones are not allowed to dry up. It is a good mud tire to pretend to be careless.

3, Lang Yin, a zither player upstairs

Playing the bright moon near the window, winding around the Si Lou gracefully: the crane is far away from the sky, and the flower garden is quiet.

high sentiment depends on jade wrist, and thick taste is better than delicacies. Suddenly, I saw the green moth gathering, and the strings were soaring.

2. Tilting pine on Taihang Mountain

Possesses the earth and has no intention of going to heaven. Leaves carry a thousand lines of words, and they are full of banners.

I wish to be green with the cliff, and dare to laugh at the willows. Looking at the plateau, luxury enters the fog.

1. The vernal equinox

coincides with the average day and night, and the pen is just in time. Peach blossoms in the village, smoke and willows by the bridge.

Tao Xin gives birth to clear water, and cultivates green branches. After a word of Zhuang, I am clear and take a photo of the moon pool.

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26 and seven unique parts. Yueyi

The front window of the case is open and the Xiyang quietly goes to the pottery piano. The wind is too cold to bear