Jump in despair
The waves whimpered for 2500 years.
The lady under q is longer than the river.
Sandstorm in time and space
How many ups and downs were buried?
How many emperors will be washed away by big waves
Who can forget the memory of you?
Who can forget the end of the year?
People always
In the depths of history
In a late-night dream
year after year
Save your tears of sadness and pain
Salvage the loyal blood of your m cavity
Save your poems that have been handed down through the ages
And then—
Makes you exhausted.
A pair of bones, hard and straight.
An upturned beard
Acorus calamus incense
Wormwood incense
Reed leaf incense
Use white and wax
Zongzixiang
Incense with regret and reverence
Make you immortal
Required textbooks
With eternal sunshine and moonlight
Ah, I can't forget, I can't forget.
Not only is it "a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, but it is also Xiu Yuan",
I'll search up and down,
And your concern for the country and people.
It's still hot in Los Angeles.
Poetry 2: Don't say you are great in modern poems commemorating Qu Yuan.
I just want to say that you are very lucky.
today，
People still remember you!
I'm not as lucky as you,
Although it is also swaying;
I'm luckier than you,
You don't have to end yourself!
Oh, great man,
Do you smell the thick rice fragrance?
Zongzi is not only a symbol,
It is also the food for our souls!
Climb high and look far,
Chutian is not what it used to be!
The old man of history is here,
I don't know who gave zongzi.
Lucky people,
Great man!
This mountain represents you,
The river is eulogizing you!
Baiyun, go, go,
Please accept my idea!
Baiyun, go, go,
I'll go back to the house and eat another zongzi!
Poetry 3: Hanging Qu Yuan
In the dry air in the north
Can't smell a trace.
The coolness of Miluo River
In hot and humid weather
Brew a Millennium legacy
Loneliness and anger
Scholars, scholars, poets and literati
Yi Zhongtian tried to use a cold dagger.
Analyze the fiery life
I don't want to see it either.
I just want to pity you.
And no Whelan.
Hold on tight
Artemisia argyi can ward off evil spirits.
It is the vanilla in the hearts of the people.
Think about the dragon boat race.
Have you ever disturbed your wandering meditation?
Look up
Shi Sheng Hua pao Xia
A flock of ticks
Poetry 4: Qu Yuan
Qu Yuan, you died that day.
It was a little early that day.
It will be several years, Chu.
Will perish.
Chu really perished.
But it doesn't matter, Chu.
There are several families
There's still power.
The State of Chu really wiped out the State of Qin.
There are several families in Chu.
At least two.
A person can take on a great responsibility.
Qu Yuan, what a pity.
The remaining Chu people.
Doesn't seem to be a nobleman
I don't know if you are very sad.
Qu Yuan, that day
Seems like a good day.
Your death is just a memorial.
Qu Yuan, that day
It seems that you have chosen a date.
It's good to be dead. It has a certain effect.
Qu Yuan, that day
The days seem to pass day by day.
certificate
It didn't work.
Qu Yuan, that day
It seems that you are wrong.
You deserve to live a better life.
Qu Yuan, that day
You must have gone by boat.
Qu Yuan, that day
Everyone is looking for you. I'm sure.
Qu Yuan, that day
You were found missing, and in the meantime,
Qu Yuan, that day
Someone must have found the boat lost.
Qu Yuan, that day
The whereabouts of the ship have not been announced.
Poem 5: Hanging Qu Yuan with Dragon Boat Festival Books
Standing in early May
The dignified history is suffocating.
On the banks of the Miluo River in grief and indignation
It seems to tell a poet's sadness and resentment.
A song "Li Sao" has traveled through two thousand years.
Is shouting angrily
Worry about the country and the people, no regrets.
Justice and boldness
Struggling to jump into Kyushu, sighing.
Set an example for Chinese descendants.
An unyielding soul is stained with blood by the river.
Feel China's earth-shaking sigh
Green is in the vast world.
A green lotus leaf was wrapped.
well-wish
From generation to generation, I remember the sages.
Green reeds cover the leaves.
An ancient nostalgia.
Commemorate the heroes and heroes every year.
Oil umbrella keeps out rain and smoke.
Realgar wine is fierce and afraid of cold.
A bundle of absinthe cannot ward off evil spirits.
It has been popular in China for thousands of years.
Pray for health and good wishes.
The legend of the years is shocking.
The eternal story will last forever.
Cangshui flows eastward and across the sky.
The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, remembering Qu Yuan.