Qilu? On New Year’s Eve, I pray for the health of the people in Wuhan and other coronavirus-stricken areas (Xinyun)
Zhang Weixing
I pray that all diseases will be eradicated on New Year’s Eve, and that all demons and ghosts will be gone. .
The city was closed to annihilate the new epidemic, and the world painted a beautiful picture.
China's rivers and rivers have overcome difficulties together, and the children of the motherland have always received blessings.
The east wind blows away the hazy days, and we embark on a thousand-mile journey to spring again.
Qilu? Tribute to the heroes fighting the coronavirus (New Rhyme)
Zhang Weixing
Times cycle in the Gengzi period, and we were hit by the virus at the beginning of the year.
There are few firecrackers on New Year’s Eve, and there are few people and cars on the roads on New Year’s Day.
The lockdown of Wuhan affected the public, but benevolent doctors fought against the epidemic and saved Cangli.
I will take a break from drinking today to accumulate my strength and wash my clothes for a hero.
Qilu? There is a message on the fifth day of the first lunar month of Gengzi (new rhyme)
Zhang Weixing
The spring of Gengzi is difficult to add to the world, and the new coronavirus The virus spreads.
It originated from Wuhan and brought disaster to China, and moved the spiritual platform and spread across the sea.
On the fifth day of the lunar month, everything can be repaired and broken, and now it can protect the safety of all the people.
People wish for a prosperous country, but the plague burns paper ships.
Qijue? Praise for Academician Zhong Nanshan (Xinyun)
Zhang Weixing
He has made extraordinary achievements in the fight against SARS,
How can we tolerate the attack of the coronavirus? .
Please use the long tassel to capture the evil ghost again.
The loyal veteran’s sword is horizontal.
Peel Rhythm? Huang Hegui (New Rhyme)
Zhang Weixing
Huang He first heard about the plague in his hometown, and was even more frightened that he wanted to go back.
Thousands of years of white clouds have passed by, and new epidemics will come one after another.
The clear air upstairs adds to the chill, while the silence on the edge of the island adds to the spring warmth.
The mist in the gorges and lakes keeps turtles and snakes quiet, and Jingchu Road is closed to traffic and horses.
There are people wearing white clothes catching ghosts everywhere, and there is no night in Guo Village.
Waiting until the sunny day in Jiangcheng, I heard the sound of flute playing to accompany the parade.