Ancient poems about the epidemic are as follows:
(1) The wind is gentle and the sun is warm, the mountains and rivers are awakening, and spring has arrived, and vegetation is growing in the world.
Borrow the spring energy of heaven and earth to eliminate diseases and protect all living beings.
(2) Hundreds of flowers bloom high in the blue sky, and small bridges and flowing water are covered with green silk ribbons.
With the hard work of hundreds of millions of people, the epidemic is over and we are happy.
(3) The coronavirus is like a demon and everyone in the country is panicking.
The Party Central Committee has a far-sighted view and scientifically deploys emergency control and prevention.
The warriors in white are fearless and march on the battlefield with high morale.
After a bit of bone-chilling cold, the plum blossoms are fragrant.
(4) The plum blossoms are blooming with fragrance, and the motherland is full of spring.
We will resume production with full energy and fight decisively to achieve a well-off society.
(5) Thousands of children heard the order and moved, and the angels in white walked against the wind.
When the spring comes and the flowers bloom, we will raise a toast and gather in Jiangcheng.
(6) It’s the time when the flowers are red and the willows are green, why is the virus so fierce!
China has issued a martial law order, and the people all abide by the ban.
The party, government, military and people are working together to fight the epidemic, and governments from the east, west, north, and south are coming to the rescue.
How can the floating clouds cover the sun forever? The mighty spring breeze can be expected.