When it comes to Dragon Boat Festival, people can't help thinking of mouth-watering zongzi. Think about the interesting dragon boat. As for me, I have a long history of Li Sao. One sentence: "The road is long, its Xiu Yuan Xi, its Xiu Yuan Xi. I will go up and down. " I have no time to think about my great ambitions.
Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars into Wan Li.
With a loyal heart, Mr. Wang embarked on a road of no return for the country and the people. With his profound knowledge, he won the appreciation of Chu Huaiwang. He was only in his twenties when he was sealed. As a fledgling Qu Yuan, he had a profound understanding of the political situation at that time. He advocated endowing talents, enriching the country and making suggestions, and advocating joint Qin. Under the eloquent persuasion of the mechanism, he United all countries and established the six-nation alliance, which eliminated the threat of Qin, saved the peril of the motherland, abolished the disadvantages and eliminated the suffering of the people.
If the wind weakens, it can still lift away the blue water.
Those high-ranking officials and traitors who were worried that Qu Yuan's reform plan would make them lose their power relied on the power of Chu Wang's favorite concubine to harm Qu Yuan, which led to the weak-willed Chu Wang's dismissal of Qu Yuan's official position.
"Take a long breath, tears are hard to hide." Mr. Qu Yuan had to express his hope and record his grief and dissatisfaction by writing poems. Several immortal poems that are well-known and concerned about the country and people have come out one after another, each with its own characteristics and far-reaching influence.
Laugh at Chu Jiangkong, I can't wash away your grievances.
Although he can't save the fate of Chu, he worries about his motherland all the time. In 278 BC, Ying, the capital of Chu, was conquered by Qin, and Qu Yuan was desperate and miserable. On May 5th of the following year, he wrote his last poem, Huai Sha. He came to the Miluo River with weak steps. The autumn wind is bleak, lifting his clothes soaked with tears. He stood lazily by the Miluo River and looked at the sunset in the distance with tears in his eyes. With a sad song, he jumped into the river. ...
Throughout the ages, the autumn wind remains the same, the Miluo River flows, and Mr. Qu Yuan has left, leaving us only poems and homesickness? Of course not. What is left to us is firm patriotism and the spirit of being loyal to the motherland and the people. May this spirit last forever. Dragon Boat Festival reverie-For Qu Yuan, it is May 5th again. The water in the Miluo River suddenly became turbid. The waves are high for a while, and the crown is low for a while. Skirts are flying over Qu Yuan. Is the silent clear water and blue sky your gaze? Are the turbid waves your angry and generous elegy? Or is this to sleep for a thousand years and ease the sorrow of a thousand years?
Bibo patted the ancient rocks by the river angrily, telling endless past events. The dreamland that has been sleeping for thousands of years can't stand the towering cliffs, clear rivers, leisurely white clouds and clear songs. After reading your poem, I uttered a lament: "The road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi, and Xiu Yuan is Xi, so I will search up and down." With a wail and a sigh, a superstar and a meteor fell. Dare to ask the sky, dare to ask the sky. This is the pious watch of the world. Is this the poet's sincerity in singing?
Heaven has no eyes. Your martyrdom failed to awaken the ruling king of Chu. You left. Finally, I sang the song "Evocation" you wrote to call you. But can the elegy on the dragon boat bring your dead soul back to life?
It's May 5th again. On this special day, the evocation song is sad, but you, Qu Yuan, have become a national myth deeply hidden in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Chinese children. You, Qu Yuan, your soul blooms in every piece of land in China and takes root in every China people's heart.