Poetry primary school describes the Dragon Boat Festival

1, Linjiang Gao Xian Yongchu's word is paid in the afternoon.

Song: Chen

Gao Yong-Zhu's poems are paid in the afternoon, and the world is in a hurry. Liu Hua is not as red as a dance skirt. No one knows this, and the curtain is full.

Everything hurts the old, and Rong Kuining smiles at the east wall. The depth of the glass is the same as last year. Try to pour the bridge into the water and arrive in central Hunan this evening.

the Chen Dynasty

2. Watch the boat race in the afternoon

Ming Dynasty: Bian Gong

* * * Horrible dragons are rushing upstream, and I don't know if it is a Mulan boat.

Yun Qi hunted Han Qing, thunder and drums were loud, and Yin Biliu.

Qu Zi's ghost died in ancient times, and the legacy of Chu Township has survived to this day.

In his spare time, Jiang Ting talked loudly, got drunk and was cynical.

Bian gong

3. fish in the afternoon and watch the rain

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Scars add to the body, half-pole is soft and green, and there are countless leaves on the top of the cattail. The balcony was foggy and dark, and Bai Niao wanted to dance with a fish in his mouth. Hongqiao Road, Justice School, Fanfang Drum. Oh, it's dumb and soft. I painted a new lotus early, and suddenly I turned around along the embankment and broke through.

Jane Suzhu does not diminish the depth of Xiaoxiang. The rain is falling like fog, dripping into a tear of Jiao Ren, and it is also like a tribute to Miluo. Sorrow is difficult to compose, only the colorful thread and fragrant pulse will last forever. Don't say anything sad, remember the flag pavilion that day, the water disappeared, and Chinese wine blocked the wind.

Nalanxingde

4. Dragon Boat Festival

Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei

The race has been deeply saddened for thousands of years, and the loyal soul can return after it has gone.

The country died today, leaving only Li Sao in the world.

Zhang lei

5. Five Poems by Yi Mao

Song dynasty: Lu you

Dragon Boat Festival is coming, and the red pomegranate bloom is full of mountain villages.

The poet ate two dumplings, and the executive was on the mugwort.

I'm still busy taking medicine and prescriptions, trying to get sick safely this year.

After this, it was time for the sun to set, and the family was ready to eat and drink. He drank the wine happily.

Lu you