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Ancient poems related to Dragon Boat Festival.
A handwritten ancient poem on the Dragon Boat Festival on May 5th.

Mei Yaochen in the Northern Song Dynasty

Qu Shi has sunk to death, and the Chu people can't bear it.

Why not slander, but want to be a dragon?

Hate before death, not after death.

Yuan Xiang Bi Tan Shui wants to see the striker.

Notes on ancient poems of Dragon Boat Festival II. The rhyme of Dragon Boat Festival and Zhongfu is not sequential.

Tian Xiang, Wen Song

Outside the ancient road of Huang Mao in southern Mafa.

Some guests scoffed at Qilu, but who cares about Chu prisoners?

Pay running water every year, and the wind and rain are full of Cangzhou.

Look at your hands. Blackheads are not what you want.

Ancient poems written in calligraphy on Dragon Boat Festival III. Racial poetry

Tang luzhao

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.

When people rush to the waves, they shout together, jump on the waves and the birds fly back.

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

Notes on Ancient Poems of Dragon Boat Festival: Four or five poems by Yi Mao.

Song luyou

Dragon Boat Festival is coming, and the red pomegranate flowers are full of mountain villages.

The poet ate two dumplings, and the executive was on the mugwort.

I'm still busy taking medicine and prescriptions, trying to get sick safely this year.

After this, it was time for the sun to set, and the family was ready to eat and drink. He drank the wine happily.

Notes on ancient poems of Dragon Boat Festival 5. Yuezhou sent someone to visit Chen Lian.

Don Xu Yin

In May, the value of Baling was cloudy, and you sent Chen thousands of miles away.

The north wind blows and rains, and the plum blossoms fall, and the western heaven crosses the lake and the grass is deep.

Competing on the shore, people hanging brocade and adopting Fangcheng women's hairpin.

Nine clouds are dark, Zhong Hua said.

Six ancient poems written by hand on Dragon Boat Festival. Afternoon day

Fan Yao, Tang Yin

Teenagers are more affectionate on holidays, but when they get older, they will feel sad.

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

The silk in the sideburns is getting whiter every day, and the pomegranate is getting brighter every year.

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

Seven ancient poems written by manuscript on Dragon Boat Festival. Farewell, Dragon Boat Festival royal clothes to send Qing Jinfeng.

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Su Zong used to be in Lingwu City, commanding a valiant soldier to pick up Jing Xian.

Blood and tears spilled into the hall, and Zuo Youqing and Kun Ping were in one go.

Contrary to your obscurity, with the burning of smoke, the fame and fortune of the Qing brothers were shocked.

The picture of Kirin shows a swan, and the purple pole enters and exits the golden seal.

Shangshu has made great contributions through the ages, and Jingzhou, a hero town, followed my ancestors.

The tailor's cloud becomes a royal coat, and the title is until the Dragon Boat Festival.

Life in Qing Xiang will be red, and the green hills and sunset will be white.

Green court, said the old man is a rogue.

Eight handwritten ancient poems on Dragon Boat Festival. Traveling around temples during the Dragon Boat Festival, Zen words Song Sushi.

Shoulder straps are suitable for any situation. If you win, you will stay.

Burning incense leads to a quiet step, and drinking tea leads to a quiet feast.

The light rain has stopped and the small window is more beautiful.

When the sun is not seen in Penshan, the vegetation is pale.

Suddenly climbed the tallest tower, and the view was poor.

Bian Feng shines on the battlements, making clouds float in the sky.

The depth is gratifying and the opening is convenient.

The clouds are not exhausted, and the market is late.

When I come back, I will remember my calendar and never sleep.

Taoist priests don't sleep, and they meditate alone at night.