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Dragon Boat Poetry

Introduction: Dragon boat racing is a custom during the Dragon Boat Festival. The following is a poem about dragon boats. I hope you will like it.

Chapter 1 Zongzi? Dragon Boat

Open the bamboo leaves of the Zongzi

Release the fragrance of the ages

Take a bite of the Zongzi and your mouth will be full of poetry

Unable to swallow the melancholy of being tied up

Doctor Qu, sublimated and majestic soul

He threw his sad and angry body into the Miluo River

The dragon boat race could not salvage the loyal ones Skeletons

Strengthening the Arms of Fashionistas Chapter Two Mushrooms

A piece of green

A spoonful of yellow

Supplemented by Coat of corn leaves

Wrapped tightly with horse lilies

Baptized by water and fire

Fragrant and fragrant

Oak bag

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On this day

On this Dragon Boat Festival day in May

My thoughts are fluctuating

Stirring up thousands of waves

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Naquzi

It seems to say to me

You in the 21st century

Be patriotic

Be love My own motherland

I am looking at you

I have been looking at you for many centuries

I am looking for you at the age of a thousand years

Looking for that feeling

That patriotic feeling

The south of the motherland

The north of the motherland

People are excited

Perhaps the dragon boat rows towards the poet's heart

Perhaps the fragrance of rice dumplings floats into the heaven

Drunk the sun

Bewitched the moon

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But at this moment,

I am holding a cupcake from my hometown

Repressed

Repressed myself

Looking up to the sky

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Blue sky

Blue dream

Are you okay there

Qu Zi

Me

A latecomer

Search in Chu Ci

Search for distant stories

Even

Jing Chu A cry from the earth

Me

In loneliness

Looking forward

What I look forward to is the passionate years

Those few ripples

Inspire me

Exploration

The slight ripples of stagnant water

The smell of copper hits my nose

 Lust to the sky

What's going on

Restless society

I

Just grab a cupcake

Running towards you

My Quzi

My backbone of China

My conscience

My justice

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My fairness

My endless youth

My unquenchable blazing fire Chapter 3 "Dragon Boat Festival"

The father who practices medicine

Should have picked it long ago

A handful of mugwort leaves that are sunny and sunny

Continue to grow them in the musk and borneol The coolness

is used to get rid of

those who are rooted in the plateau

Yin and cold patients

kind mother

Finally, also

On the neat lawns of the city

, she found her beloved grandson whose bright eyes could ward off evil spirits

a handful

Manna

This time

Zhouqu is full of desolation

Zhouqu after the flood

Those well-dressed politicians

Also, the pretentious literati

They should also finish

To pay high-profile worship to the one with tears in his eyes

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The tired face of the city

Always missing

The calmness of getting up early and four dragon boats

Who is singing on the river

The eyes that moved the world

It is the soul of China

Condensing energy

Clouds and rain, lightning and thunder

Dance in the sky

Choose ballet to bloom in the water

With flowers, drums, shouts, and passion

Overturning the river and the sky

I feel so freehand The blue sky in May

Destined to move forward

With the posture of a dragon and the state of mind of a dragon

However, I no longer walk alone

It’s hard to sing with a single hand

Look at the rolling waves

Thousands of arms are dancing

Listen to the deafening drum sound

 Has shaken the Nine Heavens

Summons the clear realm of the world, the green willows and pink flowers Chapter 5 "Dragon Boat"

Dreams rush out from the artificial scene

Bridge The water in the lower river is rising

Some people are talking along the bank, some are drinking water, and some are looking forward to it

People who have been exiled by fate are under the water

Holding up the dragon boat

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You are not in the library, which is full of unfortunate dust

The motherland you care about is cut off

You set up a question of heaven in the upstream of the long poem

The fragrant grass you planted has been fragrant for two thousand years downstream

Your spirit is above and your flesh is below

The sun and the moon travel between the two sides of your spirit and flesh

We come and go through your eyes

You are the crystal of pain

The pain of living, the pain of being born with limitations

Between tears and salt During this time, I suffered from the inability to crystallize

Life, a group of piranhas, come repeatedly

I dropped the rice dumplings of poetry

I rescued myself

Dragon Boat Festival, remembering the day of return visits

The dragon boat continues to advance, passing by Peach Blossom Spring

Around Youzhou Terrace, crossing Lingding Ocean

Under the Lugou Bridge, The pulse stops

The darkness asks us to taste the fruit of blood

A bloody tree gathers its light and lies at the bottom of the water

The dragon boat rows through the branches

Temporary birds fly across eternity

I watch the dragon boats of the past among us

I watch the dragon boats of the future among us

But the sound of drums comes from In my heart

The water parted in my chest

The dream gave birth to dragon scales