Actually, you are just a depressed child
Or a sentimental and infatuated woman
Talking to your mother or lover
Listen All you have is the gurgling water of the Miluo River
And me two thousand years later
The Dragon Boat Festival is just a folk festival
All the fifth days of May are just for you< /p>
The Orchid and the Rhizome are just a symbol
The delicate fragrance comes in waves
Romance becomes a plant called poetry called Chu Ci
< p> Deeply rooted in the land of five colorsAnd reproduced from generation to generation, endlessly Chapter Four Qu Yuan
When the poet decided to turn his body into a piece of cast Jiang's stone of despair
Smashed into the turbid era of severe rickets
The wave splashing behind him
Destined to be frozen in time, Chiyo Never fade
A patriotic poet
Being driven to a dead end by his own country step by step
Without the right to walk, he becomes a fish
Determined to run away from the narrow riverbed
Sing alone all the way to the ideal sea of ??freedom
The first person to make rice dumplings
He must also be a poet of great wisdom
He wrapped his extreme indignation and regret into a seemingly soft and angular food
Let It has been passed down orally from generation to generation by all conscientious people
The corner dipped in sugar is exactly the part of a certain era
The most acute conflict part Chapter Five Qu Yuan
Everything It's all possible, the fire speaks in the form of flowers
Sometimes the earth forgets to grow fruits
It is not charmed by beauty, it needs a storm
A The storm started with a sigh
He would never have expected that these square characters
would collapse in the storm
After reorganizing them< /p>
It is no longer a person wearing soap clothes, green shirt, and white robe
It is a mountain ghost
It is the emperor's son who comes from the waves of Dongting< /p>
The person holding the talisman opened his mouth
and spit out the core of the flame
Yun Zhongjun scattered the flowers in handfuls
< p>This muted hieroglyph is a term of national mourning, covering the corpse of a countryHe, the only sober person in this country
Take off He took off his robe
and tried to shake off the dust from his folds
But the storm suddenly intensified.
Oh, he didn’t know
In this way, he created a storm that has been blowing for more than two thousand years
It is still blowing now, and I don’t know when it will end
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