Babe bear's first poem against typhoon "Typhoon, Typhoon"
Typhoon, typhoon,
What can you do?
Turn the wild waves of the sea,
Staring at the sky, poor rolling!
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Typhoon, typhoon,
Your heart is cruel enough;
Summon your cheeks and blow hard,
Lift the earth to the sky? !
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Typhoon, typhoon,
A grumpy temper should be restrained;
You see, the monkey jumped a hundred thousand miles,
It is not just a circle in the palm of Tathagata's hand!
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Dai Gaoshan's second poem "Typhoon" against typhoon.
The wind blows from the sea.
Those days were vast and ancient.
Immersed in the historical context
Go straight along this coastline.
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Grandma is mending fishing nets on the shore.
tell me
From my youth, those years.
The wind blows from the sea.
Rolling the waves and getting caught in the rain crazily.
Sink the fishing boat into the deep sea floor.
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Those years have passed.
She said that today's big fishing boats
Not afraid of the wind and waves.
The heart of mending the net since childhood.
Become happy and safe.
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Grandma.
The wind blows from the sea.
Those years, those years
Sink the fishing boat into the deep sea floor.
Fishing boats today
Not afraid of wind and waves, just for
There is Mazu in the sky, guarding the fishing boats coming and going.
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The typhoon is coming, the typhoon is coming.
The typhoon came from the sea, so we have to walk to the shore.
Although the ship is big, it is a vast ancient style.
It will still capsize.
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That constant wind
Go straight along this coastline.
History tells a different story.
Our Millennium Mazu
It is a dazzling new star in the sky.
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She protects fishing boats that come and go at sea.
Grandma.
Your hand in mending fishing nets
Already old.
Your warm love is young.
The third song "Qinyuanchun Typhoon", Mid-Autumn Typhoon,
From a thousand Caspian seas,
Wan Li roared.
Inside and outside Lugu Island,
Showers are raging;
The tree is backward,
The mansion is rickety.
Water and electricity are gone,
Heaven and earth are sad,
Suspected doomsday sacrifice.
The sun rises,
Look at China's heavenly soldiers,
The hero was exhausted.
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Morante reached the top,
The gods of southern Fujian sighed.
Feel the integration of national defense and civilian technology,
Fast and dangerous;
Cut down trees and build roads
Turn good luck into good luck.
Although the top cover has been lifted,
There is no moon to invite,
During the festival, I had an epiphany.
In this world,
How to give fate,
Strive for the best.