Be confident step by step!
Step into May.
Warm May
Maybe, because I like it, sincerely!
Meet a golden heart,
Embrace a golden season.
Yearning for May, worshiping May!
May is everyone's yearning.
It is the time when poets shed tears!
May, I miss you.
And my last unforgettable.
Visiting May every year, remembering Duanyang every year.
Remember Duanyang today.
Ask heaven for wine.
Five or five duanyang, nine or nine Chongyang!
That festival is very meaningful!
Who wants to continue reading the history of Chu in May?
Who wants to go to the Baltic River to mourn the soul of poetry?
Who is the poet?
Dare to raise the banner of justice
Who is the poet?
Dare to build one by the river?
A great city that swallowed rivers and rivers.
I dream of going to the sky platform to look out and remember.
A poet who remembers Chu.
The man with justice, freedom, injustice and anger
A poet who threw himself into the river.
I come from the bank of Miluo River.
Salvage his helplessness and tragic!
Never lost soul.
A poet who loves the motherland and cares about the people.
Evil history
China's literary master.
You are full of pride.
The moment I jumped into the river
How verve!
Night enlarges sin.
Concentrate your self-esteem.
The shame of midnight ...
A cavity of hatred
Step by step closer to you
I clearly saw the sky above Chu.
The days are illusory and empty.
The night is surprisingly quiet.
I really think.
We are all/We all
Sakyamuni,
Guanyin, sincerity and goodness.
Save mankind
Universal extradition of all people from their troubles, and the other side.
I think of Duanyang today.
Stick to may
There may be Chinese civilization.
Light of development
In May, there was the unyielding backbone of the people of China.
May is the watchful eye of ten million poets in Qian Qian, and unyielding souls sing affectionately.
Ah! The bell in May
Broke my nightmare of traveling in Chu.
Duanyang, I understand the cause of the nightmare.
A scholar obsessed with spring
I haven't read the History of Chu.
A poet who has experienced the cold winter
Never forget to mourn the soul.
I visited May all the way.
Remembering Duanyang
I want to use secular philosophy
Tear off our thick vanity
I want the beige color of Duanyang
Nourish our thin dreams.
May is our taboo day.
Duanyang is the reflection of our soul.
May is our harvest season.
Duanyang is the return of our conscience.
We are looking forward to May.
There is a poet's festival in May.
We are afraid of May.
May has the ghost of a poet.
We choose May.
Mei has the tradition of the Chinese nation.
We pursue May.
There is a poet's red dream in May.
We harvested May.
May has the weight of a poet's soul.
We insist on May.
Mei has the indomitable soul of a poet.
Ah! Let's look at May.
Remembering Duanyang
For all souls who cherish life.
Always stick to the truth
Always defend your faith!