A collection of classic Dragon Boat Festival couplets

Why the green rice dumplings are in the shape of a triangle

Only for Qu Ping to ask the nine heavens

Thousands of years of soul-crushing mourning for Chu Shi

Thousands of people caressing the scrolls and lamenting the dissatisfaction

Jiuzhou moxa leaves hang on thousands of doors

Ten thousand households know the song of Li Sao

The wall lingers in three households

Never give up on the sand Nine Songs of Heart

Racing dragon boats to cherish the past and grudges

Tumbling mugwort leaves to offer sacrifices to loyal souls

Wanjia’s fragrant rice dumplings and Miluo sacrifices

Throughout the ages, Li Sao students Yin

The Dragon Boat Festival shines brightly and I feel cold in my heart

The river is filled with green rice dumplings, especially the fish with cold bellies

To remove filth and evil, tiger mugwort is hung in front of thousands of households< /p>

Respecting the wise and paying tribute to the ancients, tens of thousands of people drank dragon boats on the river banks

Dragon boat racing to summon the souls of the fisherman to conceive his son

Dragon Boat Festival Tour to Bu Jutian to comfort the loyal souls

After tasting the delicious rice dumplings every year during the Dragon Boat Festival

I feel guilty, which feeling is like that of Qu Yuan

Another year when I taste the fragrant rice dumplings, I will know my courage

< p> Why should we ask questions and be friends with Li Sao again?

Textual research can trace the origins of Liu Quzi’s chanting and chanting. The original is behind.

The folk customs of following the seasons and exorcising evil spirits are before nature.

The leader comes from the lake. The fragrance of Xiang rice dumplings floats across the sea

The emotions and the rhythm of Li Sao for you and me transcend time and space

The boat's journey follows the tragic song of Li Sao to the Mi River

Drumming Riding the long wind in Chu land to worship the souls of heroes

Burning mugwort and drinking realgar to clear away miasma and prevent diseases are worshiped by evil spirits

The flying dragon boat wrapped in fragrant rice dumplings to pay homage to the souls of heroes is a role model

The bamboo is similar, the rice is similar, the scenery is similar in ancient and modern times

Things are different, the circumstances are different, the world is different, and the times are different

It is difficult to be lonely and angry, chasing water, three houses and five nets

Confused, what is the answer? Ask the sky a hundred times to ask the vast sky

The fragrance of glutinous rice dumplings floats and the gurgle of the river waves embraces Qu Zi

The sound of dragon boat racing and the sound of gongs and drums to worship the loyal soul

Zunzu should be fine Ai Cui is added to the front door of every house

Loyalty should be remembered thousands of miles away, and the fragrance of Chu wind ripples

Songs of Li Sao thousands of times, in memory of Qu Zi’s heroic soul, lamenting Miluo’s regret

Echoing Qianjiang War drum racing, dragon boat riding in the heat wave, listening to the flying song of Chu land

Sacrifice to the water, I summon the soul, it hurts. The three Chu rivers are full of Miluo. I am lucky enough to pass on the name of Yi

Asking the sky, who blames the history? Jiu Ge, the heart is haggard, and the heroes have no heroes. The door avenges the national calamity

Life is for the country, and death is for the country, floating alone in the world

In ancient times, people sacrificed to Quzi and today, they also sacrifice to Quzi. One bid to cross the Mihe River

Hundreds Looking at the origin of the legacy, the moxa leaves are green and the rice dumplings are fragrant.

Jiuge's old hatred for thousands of years is sad and the smoke is curling up, and the drizzle is falling all over the sky

Dragon boat racing. Flying waves surge into the Miluo River, sorrow condenses into the Dragon Boat Festival, and tears are shed in the river as a sacrificial wine

The mugwort leaves chant, the mugwort leaves fall into the clouds, wandering away, feeling sad and knotted, Qu Yuan’s soul floats under the moon as a legacy