Take a long breath and ask what is Li Sao?
A romantic flow, rich words and algae spread a unified swallowing mountains and rivers!
This is my first Chinese sentence, and it is a meaningful sentence engraved on the bamboo slips of tortoise shell.
Drunk hibiscus, spring breeze blowing the sill, dew thick, long sleep under the moon,
Listen to the clank of iron, the iron eaves between horses, the sound of crossing the Great Wall, and washing the lake sand in the northwest.
Our poet, stepping on a boat,
Our lyricist, with a pony.
Between the dead vines, beside the ancient road, catch a nylon and a hemp fiber.
He caught Zi Ling, missed Ying Ji, and laughed at my depravity.
Buried flowers shed tears, and thick ink dipped in the rain and snow of Zhumen in the mansion.
The green hills are still there, the wolves are waving and the clouds are surging.
This is zhanghua of Xuanyuan,
It is a few degrees of nirvana.
How can you say that you have no clothes and you have the same robe as your son?
Take a bottle of old Du Kang, invite the bright moon, let the wide sleeves float with the wind, and let the clothes open with the moon; Dance a dress, including chapters, to make the Millennium frost.
This is my cheongsam, and the wind and dust can't hide the romance of thousands of years.
Keywords cross collar, right collar, e crown, bo belt,
Indifferent and detached, independent.
Back to 5,000 years ago, the Yellow Emperor hung down his clothes and ruled the world.
For three hundred years, it was easy for the Qing Dynasty to take Hanfu without China!
Greater China, the beauty of the service seal is called China, and the ceremony of etiquette is called summer.
Wide sleeves are full of wind,
Sewing advice tells you to be honest,
Zhu Houyi warned against breaking the rules,
Spirit is transmitted between fabrics, and strength is condensed in embroidery needles.
I wish to put on my Hanfu and prosper my country of etiquette!
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This is Xuanyuan's splendid clothes.
It is the origin of Enze Millennium civilization!
Loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness, benevolence and Confucianism are all respected by my generation.
Love earth linen, all true pavilions, Maoshan's skill is to repair feathers,
Love without attack, Shang Xian and Monk Tong, Mohist Sect lead me to change.
This is my China philosophy, and the words of a hundred philosophers are really burning.
Taoism, Mohism and Confucianism are mixed, and every sentence in the proverb is mentioned.
Respect the upper level, wave a pen and ink, and write a book on silk.
Filial piety also took a wolf hair, engraved on the brocade ash, to complete the thinking of predecessors.
This book has four volumes. In a word, virtue is infinite.
After 5,000, talk about the outline and return the courtesy.
The doctrine of the mean, the doctrine of self-cultivation, a word from passers-by,
Governing by doing nothing, there are thousands of sages sitting in the Shu Road.
This is an endless warning to Xuanyuan.
It's a warm-hearted word.
Whose pipa, twisting gently, is blue and wet,
Who is dancing, dancing, putting clouds in the empty mountains,
Whose guqin is this? At all times, many things are a joke.
This is my voice of nature, full of sounds and endless thoughts.
Gong Shang's horn is a feather, and the song tells the truth.
Friends of harps and harps, joy of bells and drums, and purity of pigeons are all exultant joys.
Singing the water mill cavity and sighing the sky, there were several warbler dreams in the garden.
Find a bosom friend,
Guangling stopped and dispersed with the wind.
Ambush on all sides, rendering the end of the bloody ferry,
Gradually leave the building and play the eternal death for your bosom friend.
This is the rhythm of my Xuanyuan,
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It is the voice of the Chinese nation.
Light a lamp cage, guess half a paper riddle, whose kitchen table burns clusters of flames, warms a bowl of wine, pulls three red lines, embroiders a sachet, weaves a beautiful girl, hopes to weave a girl, presents skillful hands, embroiders a mandarin duck, inserts it all over Shan Ye Cornus officinalis, and takes brothers to enjoy Qiuju Wan Li wine.
This is my China Festival, seeking peace and prosperity, and looking forward to peace and well-being.
The moon on the fifteenth day sank back, and I suddenly remembered my home. Two lines were wandering in a foreign land.
In the late 1930s, I stayed together at night, went home and lost all my old friends overnight.
Add clove oil to celebrate with our ancestors,
Put a boat of river lanterns, and the younger generation is blessed.
Year after year, put a thousand glasses of wine,
Every year, the flowers and the moon are full.
This is the grand ceremony of Xuanyuan.
This is an eternal national oath.
I come from the daubing room of ink painting,
The courtyard is deep and white bricks cover the waist of the cloister.
I come from a stroke of Chinese characters,
Fourth, return to the hospital, and the wings of the hospital are perfectly matched.
This is my house in China. It is made of one brick and one stone.
Keywords dangerous eaves, waterside pavilion, Qin brick, Hanwa,
Youlong, a pillar, saw through Sanqiu's entanglements.
The bronze lock beast opens the door to seal the dust.
The old swallow in front of the hall is dressed in black again.
Copper chariots and iron horses, scouring yellow sand,
When Haiyan Heqing's burden,
Kiss me, bathe me in the wind and rain, and be upright.
The world is beautiful everywhere, and all continents blend together!
This is the Fengge Dragon House in my Xuanyuan.
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Is the immortal national backbone!
Holding my Hanfu, rummaging through my sleeves, I was swept thousands of miles away, reading my documents, reciting thousands of poems, giving me a movement, sighing for three lines, commenting on the pulse of Kunlun, living in my house, building a hundred-foot pavilion and carving a phoenix and dancing dragons.
Upstream, upstream,
I'm looking for the open flame left by the ancient country to the nine red waves.
Upstream, upstream,
I walked across the river of Chinese civilization and touched the sonorous pulse of China people. I was born in Sri Lanka and stayed in the ancient holy city of Baihong. I like spring breeze and grew up in Sri Lanka. I have a proud view of the strong winds in China, and all countries admire me.
Five thousand years after the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), Xuanyuan in China has been handed down from ancient times to the present.
I am the ancestor of China, and I am naked and desolate.
For thousands of years, human beings have created civilization.
I am the ancestor of China, and I opened the HarmonyOS system.
Gather in all directions, anoint the people and revitalize the country.
We have absorbed 9 million cubic meters of fertile soil, everything is thriving, and the economy has been going on for 5 thousand years. The sky shines on its pale and the earth shines on its yellow, raising one billion Chinese descendants, which are in the same strain and will not be forgotten from generation to generation.
The same root, the same heart, the same thought,
We are deeply bathed in the dawn of civilization,
We inherit the glory of the night fairy.
Why go ahead despite difficulties and obstacles,
Look at me, China fool!