Thimble poem
The last four words of each line become the first four or three words of the second line. 2 lines of 14 words can be turned into 4 lines of 28 words, which is called “thimble poem”.
I am slow to come back to visit you, slow to come to wake up from a drunken dream.
The rooster wakes up to announce the dawn of a drunken dream.
Half-word poem
Half water, half mountain, half bamboo forest, half vulgarity, half elegance, half red dust.
Half teacher, half friend, half confidant, half admirer, half respecter, half devotee.
Half-awake, half-obsessed, half-honest, half-drunk, half-naive.
Half rainbow, half dew, half clear rain, half bright, half curved, half moon wheel.
One word poem
A heart fragrance and a lotus petal, a flood of autumn water and a flood of waves.
A pond of blue leaves and a pond of shadows, all the way to the scenery and all the way to the song.
Poem with embedded words
[Three] Words [Three] Words [Three] Sutras.
The moon is full, the moon is short, and the moon is bright.
[Peach] red [Peach] green [Peach] smiling
[Flower] thank [flower] open [flower] dance wind.
Compound Poem
The moon is missing, the moon is full, the moon is high.
The moon is dark and the moon is bright like a plate.
The moon is lost, the moon is full, the moon has letters.
The moon is clear, the moon is light, the moon is in the sky.
Poem with one head and one heart
Keeping one side of the earth alone.
Plowing an acre of land alone.
Living alone in a room of one bucket
Enjoy a day of leisure alone.
A poem in reply
One of them
The shadows of flowers in the four seasons are on the window screen.
The shadow of the window is covered with the evening sun.
The veil is warmed by the smoke of the evening sun.
The smoke shines on the flowers of the four seasons.
Secondly
The rocky mountains are stained with moss and greenery.
The green water is shaded by spring and the willow cries.
The pond is full of leaves and red lilies.
The streams and boats lightly brush the wind.
Note: You can read it in the same way or backwards.
The wind brushes the light boat to flood the stream.
The pond is filled with lotus and red leaves.
The warbler cries and the willow shades the spring water green.
Green moss marks stain the rocks.
Poem on the Pagoda
Flower.
Fine pistils, strange flowers.
The fragrance fills the room and decorates the sky.
Like powder, like silk, like gauze.
The jade ring is worn on the head, and the western son is inserted at the temples.
The sparse shadow sends poems to wine, and the beautiful face welcomes guests with tea.
Celebration of success has been to the emperor’s pavilion, congratulations often come to the people’s home.
Butterfly.
Pretty and elegant.
Dancing under the flowers, resting by the water.
Fly up to the pavilion, fall on the jade steps.
The old Zhuang is a dream, the Liang Zhu hates parting.
The spring color is picked to make honey, and the time is kept to form a knot.
The beauty fan laughs and plays with each other, and the plain hand gently catches the fun and harmony.
Digital poem
Ten thousand hills and a hundred miles of clouds, ten flowers, nine trees and eight shade.
Seven families, six, five, four pairs of swallows, three plums, two peaches, a piece of spring.
Recent Comments