Ask for a poem or a few graceful aspiration poems

The soul returns to the Dragon Boat Festival.

Commemoration of Qu Yuan. Mugwort in front of the door is a leaf.

A passage through 2,000 years.

Stepping on the river all the way to the face.

A solemn look.

Dancing prayer flags that conjure spirits.

Watch for a person's name.

and the longevity of history.

The soul returns to the Dragon Boat Festival. Zongzi and Hanzi have been thrown into the river.

Bitterness and grief have been thrown into the river.

Ducks and dragon boats have been thrown into the river.

Hope and heaviness have been thrown into the river.

The drums of the flag hunting are constant.

A woman's red belly is filled with realgar wine.

Interpret an immortal thought.

When the noise of dragon boat racing gradually subsided.

The faces of the people chasing the river were all over their faces.

The weight of the memorial.

A person is a cultural landscape.

A person is a gate to history.

A river is a river of tears.

A river is a song of Chu soul.

Walk through the ruined hometown rain alley.

I stand by the water, I cry by the water.

Looking forward to the wasteland of Chu Looking back at the wolf smoke of Chu City.

The poetry of the millennium The poet of the Miluo River.

A Chu Ci is in the rain of tears and the bitter rain.

Take a jump. Half of it is still in the water.

Half is left to the common people.

A flowering tree (Xi Murong).

How to make you meet me.

In my most beautiful moments.

I have been praying for this before the Buddha for 500 years.

Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth.

The Buddha turned me into a tree.

Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.

Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun.

The flowers are the hope of my past life.

When you approach. Please listen carefully.

That trembling leaf.

It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for.

And when you finally walk by in defiance.

Falling to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not petals.

That's my withered heart.

Liu] Hai bends in front of the forehead.

Wonderful.

Audio] like a video is selling well.

Beauty] beautiful and touching Sai Xianyuan.

Chu Chu warm spring slightly whisked Liu.

Shameful peach blossom is better.

There is a song in the market.

A good marriage is passed on for thousands of years.

Yusheng, Yushan, there is a woman, the appearance of the fairy, the race of the fairy, the small fish, moving and beautiful, I am willing to give up everything for her!

Between the lotus leaves, the east of the lotus leaves, the west of the lotus leaves, the south of the lotus leaves, and the north of the lotus leaves.

Fish, fish, fish, fish, all fish!