Send a warm poem to the gods

Seven laws and two songs: send the plague god

Modern: Mao

Reading People's Daily On June 30th, schistosomiasis was eliminated in yujiang county County. Can't sleep at night. The breeze at dawn, the rising sun at the window, looking at the southern sky, I write happily.

There are many green mountains and green waters, but Hua Tuo has no choice but to be an ant!

Thousands of people in Ficus pumila lost their lives, and thousands of families sang songs.

Sitting on the ground, traveling 80 thousand miles a day, watching the sky and thousands of rivers.

Cowherd wants to ask about athel Loren, and he is equally sad.

There are willows in Qian Qian in the spring breeze, and 600 million Shenzhou is full of Shun Yao.

Red rain turns waves at will, while green hills deliberately turn bridges.

Even the Wuling silver hoe fell, and the Sanjiang iron arm shook.

Excuse me, where does Wen Jun want to go? Paper boats burn like candles.

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The south has always been green mountains and green waters with beautiful scenery. A small schistosome makes great rivers and mountains desolate, and even Hua Tuo can't stand it.

Thousands of families have become depressed and deserted, large areas of land have been deserted, and many villages have been completely destroyed.

People living on the earth, unconsciously, have walked eighty thousand miles a day and visited thousands of galaxies in the universe.

Cowherd asked about schistosomiasis, and all joys and sorrows became a thing of the past with the passage of time.

Today's southern spring, thousands of Liu Suifeng flying, the scene is particularly beautiful. China's 600 million people are all saints like Yao and Shun.

Falling flowers follow one's own feelings, and Qingshan deliberately turns rugged dangers into broad roads and bridges for the people.

Wuling Mountain is steep, but the working people are waving hoes as bright as silver on the mountain. Shake the iron arm to engage in water conservancy construction, and the ground shakes.

Excuse me, Wen Jun, where do you want to go? We sent it away with a paper burning boat and candles.