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Dragon boat festival poetry?

1, "Watch the game in the afternoon"

Distinguish between men and women

* * * Horrible dragons are rushing upstream, and I don't know if it is a Mulan boat.

Yun Qi hunted Han Qing, thunder and drums were loud, and Yin Biliu.

Qu Zi's ghost died in ancient times, and the legacy of Chu Township has survived to this day.

In his spare time, Jiang Ting talked loudly, got drunk and was cynical.

2. "Give clothes at noon"

Don du fu

On the Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor gave precious court clothes, and the favor was added.

The fragrant silk is spun into fine kudzu vine, and the soft wind blows as white as new snow.

From the sky, rain and dew are mixed, but in the heat, it is very cool to wear it.

The length of the clothes in the palace is all combined with the mind, and I will bear the hospitality of the emperor all my life.

3. Seven-rhythm Dragon Boat Festival

Fan Yao, Tang Yin

Teenagers are more affectionate on holidays, but they will know that they are emotional when they are old;

It's useless, but just pray for wine and wine.

The temples add white heads every day, and pomegranates bloom every year;

Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in several names.

4. "Cross-racial Poetry"

Don Zhao Lu

Xi Shi looked at the engine in front of the inn and thought about the Dragon Boat Festival for a long time.

When encouraged, the thunder is weak and the snow is smaller than the animal's head.

The rushing waves highlight people's attention, and the jumping waves compete for the birds to fly back.

Kong Lung didn't believe me, so he won the championship.

5. Xiaozhongshan Dragon Boat Festival

Yuan

Abby Tipa is busy everywhere. Who is the daughter of * * *, who celebrates Duanyang?

Fine winding five-color arm length. Empty and melancholy, who hanged Yuan Xiang again?

Don't talk about the past. A thousand years of loyalty, the sun shines.

Reading Li Sao always hurts. No one can solve it, and the tree turns cold in the afternoon.