Modern Zongzi Poetry 1
Open a tightly sealed package with a few reed leaves
A Zongzi that has been cooked for a thousand years
It is not glutinous rice, It’s not longan
It’s a feeling of the sky
It’s a line of passionate words and compassion
No wonder the arms are full of strength
Dozens of people rowed with all their strength
The deafening sound and the sky-shattering cheers
There were also purple and green along the coast
The torn throats
Using the dragon to catch up
The beautiful wishes sown thousands of years ago
The world is a cycle
When reproduction is overtaken by greed Restraint
When inheritance is suffocated by the economy
When faith is crushed by ruthless wealth
When nature is filled with smog
No need Mobilize
All living beings
Involuntarily
To look for Qu Yuan Fanzhi’s flower of hope Zongzi Modern Poetry 2
(1)
Horses stalled on the road to Bama Mountain
Neighing smoke, mane of flames
Whose sister opened her eyes wide
Looking out from the cracks in the rocks, Broken branches in May
White clouds piled with snow like salt
How many hands are held in the chest
Green bamboo flowing in the spring, blue birds circling
Crane Flying into the sun
The pine breeze is in my ears and the moon is on my lips
The Milky Way hangs in the sky
(2)
The sky beyond the sky< /p>
Looking at each other with deep affection
The river is rising and rising along the mountain
The children on both sides of the strait are wearing green clothes
Lifting up the village
The moon sits in a sedan chair
Poetry uses two non-stop legs
Crossing and moving forward
Empty bamboo knots remain the same throughout the year
The heart has four corners
A distant finger sheds light
Three people shouting on the ground