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The fifth day of May is naive, and the meaning of spring is still unfinished.
At that time, the wind just lifted my white coat and dried my sleeves.
Press Hunter impatiently.
At the water's edge, I can't help but stop, just like life comes to an abrupt end.
Then a virtual fish landed in an invisible net.
A shiny watermelon knife, as long as a hairpin, is drawing the thickness of summer heat on the chopping board.
And the height of your jump. Put on a shirt.
You can hear the broken sound of sadness and anger.
I guess the plot should be like this: after the heavy rain.
The man was unhurried and dragged down the slippery river bank by a dragonfly.
A shoe floats, just like a ship that flows with time.
When the wind blows, I drink with people in hide the sword.
While singing. Remove heavy metals from his rusty hands.
Pull it out. Plant those discerning blades in the field at the foot of the mountain behind him.
In autumn, a group of naughty children will be harvested.
Chapter 2 "Looking for the Dragon Boat Festival"? Excerpts from Zhu Hong's long poem Qu Yuan.
On this day every year, the river flows slowly.
Dragon boats can row faster.
He didn't sit on the boat or stand on the shore.
But it's everywhere
Every year on this day, I will look for him in the crowd.
Or find someone who looks like him
Although I haven't seen him, I can tell.
Who looks like him the most?
Every year on this day, I look for him in the air.
Looking for the flowers he passed, looking for his passing lament.
Every year on this day, I will look for him in the water.
Looking for his shadow
On this day every year, I will become a person looking for someone.
Find him, or find someone who looks like him
Find, find, find yourself.
Become more and more like him.
He must have walked such a long way in those days.
I found my lost soul while walking.
Every year on this day, I am looking for him?
No, I'm helping him find it
Because we lost what he found again.
Fortunately, we haven't forgotten him and are still looking for him.
As long as we are looking for it, there is hope.
Without hope, who will keep looking?
We didn't find him, but we found hope
The third article drifted to Qu Yuan and Yu Guangzhong
Where there is water, there are dragon boats.
When there is a dragon boat race, people beat drums.
You always lead the way before the drums.
From upstream to downstream, from the last Dragon Boat Festival to the next Dragon Boat Festival
Youyou Xiangshui carries your soul.
You are the only water ghost in the Millennium.
You are in the song, in the wind and in the water.
Where there is water, people are homesick.
Where there is a shore, there is a Chu song.
Your nine songs are ringing in the wind.
You pick hibiscus and think of fashion.
You carved a cold star for your eyes.
You freeze the ice and snow into your soul.
Dr. San Lv, I think your eminence is very dignified.
Four Sacrifices to Qu Yuan in Zigui (Excerpt) Yu Guangzhong
Broad vegetation, turbulent summer
The sky is in soapy, people are on the road of no return in the Three Gorges River, and the martyrs are in an endless stream.
The other sword hangs calamus and sweet corn
Drums will sound and dragon boats will be ready to go.
As soon as the wings are ready to fly, the paddles on both sides will only break the waves with the wave of the flag.
Welcome the lonely priest from afar home.
Like you, I have been to China when I was young.
Homesickness is short.
His sorrow is not shorter than Li Sao.
You stand in the way of the Jianghu.
I stopped you from going to the river in the canyon.
How can I be lucky if the river doesn't turn back?
Young people come out of the Three Gorges.
Huanjinling
Fu Cha crosses the sea.
In my later years, I turned around and around.
Follow your tears.
Get off Miluo and cross Dongting.
Li Jiangling vs Jingzhou, Yichang.
Come to sacrifice Zigui.
From the bank of the Miluo River, you throw your hair into the water.
When you come to the home of Zigui, you are born again naked.
From stone swallowing hatred to baby crying.
Put away your life's grief and indignation.
Come to your temple to pay your respects.
Zigui Zigui, the soul returns.
Duanyang Festival, realgar full cup.
The resentment of history was compensated by poetry.
Martyrs robbed the water to comfort.
Five Dragon Boat Festival, miss you grey pigeon.
The first person who worships him must be a woman.
Like my grandmother. Before going to Miluo River.
There must be a woman like my mother who left him.
I must have stolen the sacrifice. Realgar wine burned me all night.
Come on, let grandpa cut the Xinjiang rope with one knife, and the dragon boat reached the shore first.
Come on, father, a pair of masons' hands, knock the drum into the sky.
Come on, I'll catch wormwood, help the lintel and light the mountain.
Give Li Sao, Jiu Wen and Jiu Wen back to you.
In exchange. You left me an everlasting legacy.
The Dragon Boat Festival is reserved for me, painting dragon tendons, peeling dragon skins and exorcising evil spirits.
Leave it to me to pay attention to the legend of your life in these 24 solar terms.
? When is the eternal regret, pay a piece of loyalty to Miluo! ?
Come, Dr. Qu Yuan, let's celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival.
Have a drink, just talk about poetry, not family matters.
Just put the fierce horse down and shout loudly.
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