Dragon boat festival reverie

Holding green zongzi, plump and graceful, filled with the fragrance of glutinous rice and green leaves.

I really want to bow my head and kiss. The biting rain accompanied by the biting wind came the sigh of the Miluo River.

Suddenly there were loud waves in my ear: "I'd rather go to Hunan and be buried in the belly of a river fish." Ann can be white and covered with secular dust! "

I am full of thoughts, looking up into the distance. A fisherman patted the boat board and sang, "The clear water in the surging waves can support my tassels, while the turbid water in the surging waves can support my feet."

Qu Yuan, a doctor in San Lv, jumped into the river with a stone in his arms, which caught my attention. The majestic poetic soul, accompanied by his blue shirt and beard, drifted in the sparkling river. ...

Suddenly, the famous sentences in "Li Sao" lined up in the river, and with the surging river, they were full of pride and grandeur!

My heart is full of ups and downs, and I really want to shout, Qu Yuan, this is a stone in his arms! He was disappointed with the decline of the country, ridiculed the dark forces at that time, silently resisted and struggled, and warned future generations! He brought his passion for the country and people into the rough Miluo River, and fixed the Miluo River and his history in the fifth month of the lunar calendar.

Thousands of years have passed, 10,000 years have passed, and Qu Yuan is still in the river. "The road is long and Xiu Yuan is awkward, and I will search up and down." However, he wants nothing but the courageous Li Sao. His belief in Li Sao is very firm.

Although a shining star has fallen, the ups and downs of the years have not blown away people's admiration for him, and countless tragic eulogies are rippling in the waves.

Facing the sunset glow bathed by rain, breathing the fresh air with the fragrance of willow leaves, strolling along the Xiangjiang River in Zunyi. I want to give delicious zongzi to the great poet, but I am afraid that dragons, fish, turtles and shrimps will compete for it.

So I lit up the starry sky with fishing fire, built a canoe, poured a glass of sweet wine, tied a bunch of mugwort leaves to clear away heat and detoxify, and set up a sumptuous banquet.

Please, the beautiful Wujiang River and the mysterious Chishui River, please take this delicious food to the Miluo River in the distance, even if you cross thousands of miles of wind and rain!

I put my hands together and silently told the romantic and lofty Qu Yuan, "This is a gift I have carefully prepared for you. Although you are full of food and drink, there is no realgar in the wine, only sincere condolences! "