竹林新秀

                                                                                  忆秦娥

                                                                              繁花落尽西风恶。

                                                                              数声离雁，

                                                                              数声残角。

                                                                              离愁不管人飘泊，

                                                                              年年孤负黄花约。

                                                                              黄花约，

                                                                              几重相思，

                                                                              几重求索。

                                                                                             小重山

                                                                                     草枯花残秋事深。

                                                                                     小栏红芍药，

                                                                                     已入尘。

                                                                                     雨寒风瑟哀鸣禽。

                                                                                     迟迟夜，

                                                                                     犹带几分阴。

                                                                                     往事莫沉吟。

                                                                                     旧梦如今不堪寻。

                                                                                     无寻处，

                                                                                     惟有痴情心。

                                                                                         鹧鸪天

                                                                                枕席凄凉已深秋，

                                                                                断云侬水晚来收。

                                                                                残荷相依着人慕，

                                                                                鸿雁无言定自愁。

                                                                                路漫漫，且休休。

                                                                                一书一画也风流。

                                                                               不知记忆衰多少，

                                                                               但觉近来懒梳头。