Poetry N years ago, Duanyang Festival

I know that a thousand years is too long

Even if you are just a cloud

Floating in the air

The vast water of Jinshan Temple

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I saw thousands of duckweeds flying in the sky

The lady’s blush is in the sky

There is moonlight in the water

There are thousands of years in the moonlight The melancholy

The Dragon Boat Festival was silent many years ago

The fragrance of Er Niang’s rice dumplings is still lingering on the bridge

Tonight, let’s warm another pot of realgar

An oil-paper umbrella bloomed like a flower

When the old monk came, he retreated to the broken bridge

Looking at the fairyland

Far away A fox howled from everywhere:

A thousand years is too long

Actually, it’s only two afternoons

One afternoon there was lightning and thunder

A cool sunset in an afternoon