Dramatic manuscripts of Dragon Boat Festival poems

Dramatic manuscripts of Dragon Boat Festival poems

No matter in study, work or life, everyone has collected poems that impress him. In form, poetry is not based on sentences, but on behavior, and its branches are mainly based on rhythm rather than meaning. Then what kind of poems are praised by everyone? The following is my reading of Dragon Boat Festival poems. Welcome to share.

Dragon Boat Festival poetry recitation 1 all night.

Zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival is fragrant everywhere.

Yongxin packaging

Entanglement with thoughts

A steamed jujube is in it.

But the fragrant red lips of ancient beauty

On the night of the fire.

The most pious memorial service

It doesn't matter who you salute.

What matters is the custom of the Dragon Boat Festival.

How many years have passed?

How many brave men are there?

Famous for its history.

How many hardcore poets are there?

Standing at the forefront of historical development

Dragon Boat Festival is a festival to commemorate tough guys.

Not just a few packets of zongzi.

Not just a few glasses of wine.

Not just eating a few eggs.

This is not just a reunion with family, lovers and relatives.

Not just the joy of harvesting wheat.

Drunk eyes

The Dragon Boat Festival shows the history of the Chinese nation.

It takes courage to have backbone.

Only then can we have the ability to promote historical development.

Dragon Boat Festival, in the flame of memorial service.

It embodies the desire of China people to radiate positive energy.

Dragon Boat Festival poetry recitation manuscript 2 Dragon Boat Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Yan Yan chasing.

I run,

Where are you?

It was abandoned. ...

Only that red flower,

Decorate my years,

Gone with the Wind ...

Dragon Boat Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, is no longer the original.

The clear river flows slowly,

Willow is yiyi.

I went up the river,

Can't help crying. ...

Pick up pieces of fragrance and think about it,

Wandering in the water ...

Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Recitation Draft 3: Tage Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Club

Alarmed the water of Miluo River.

It coincides with the soul of Qu Yuan in Miluo River.

Floating on the Miluo River.

The poet saw many poems that the poet threw into the Miluo River.

Full of emotion and excitement

Poetry is like wormwood and zongzi.

Fragrant river water.

Than copper, silver and gold.

More tempting the poet's heart.

Qu Yuan was moved to tears.

It rains in Mao Mao all over the world.

The poet Qu Yuan follows the surging rhyme of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Run wild in the sky

Dragon boat festival poetry recitation 4 is nothing more than an extra day off.

In a remote town in northwest China, it is called Dragon Boat Festival.

It's just more selling in the market.

In the traditional culture of the whole country, it is called rice cake.

We know little about the significance of festivals. Sea salt is the crystallization of 2700 years' history.

We don't know much about Confucius, so we interpret Elegy into popular vernacular.

It is nothing more than a general ignorance of current events, streets, and after dinner.

A monk who waved a hoop instead of the Monkey King.

Nothing more than putting on makeup, you can face the staggered route calmly.

It is nothing more than a sea of red songs, which drowns the so-called law of all things.

Master, you are from Miluo. How did the conspiracy change and evolve during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?

Deep in the vanilla, the turbidity is still clearly seen, revealing the innate prototype. ...

Imagination is nothing more than the song and call of the dragon boat in the water town.

Is nothing more than a person of hometown rub a handful of wormwood, package a mouthful of meat jiaozi, settle down.

It's misty and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and it doesn't rest on the fifth watch. I remember that fish and shrimp get thinner with each passing day. ...

Forgive me, master. The absorption of calcium depends on sufficient sunlight and vitamin AD.

Who has the courage to bear the slight sorrow of the ancestors of the heroic singer who inherited Li Sao?

Nothing more than reeds and grass swaying in the wind, standing on the beach, on the shore, by the water.

Mark your height and coordinates. What is in front of you when you are old is more important than what is in life!

Dragon Boat Festival poetry recitation draft 5 Hold a stone

Go to the bottom of Guluo River.

cultivate one's taste

Doctor Yu qu

Play a song

Chu Huaiwang's narrative

History has passed.

You used to have

Talk to the king

inherit

The beauty of fragrant grass

Write a song.

Style of Chu ci

A stone that sank to the bottom of the river.

Tuhuan

The River of China's Poetry

Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Recitation Draft 6 Totem Sacrifice of Ancient Yue Nationality

Grief and indignation towards qu yuan.

A great country with a long history.

An ancient traditional festival-Dragon Boat Festival

Since I can remember.

People in my hometown are commonly known as May Day.

Blink of an eye.

Dragon boat in the south

A dry boat in the north

Jiaozi, boiled eggs, fried sugar cakes.

And boiled garlic

The old man forced

Wash your face with garlic.

The gods say they can ward off evil spirits.

Life was difficult when I was a child.

The children are looking forward to May Day.

I can eat half-boiled eggs that day.

Adults are sorting out farm tools.

Sickle polishing

Double the power.

Welcome the arrival of the wheat harvest

It's another year of Dragon Boat Festival.

The season of wheat harvest has arrived.

The clumsy farm tools have left their posts.

Agricultural mechanization, wheat combine harvester

Let the farmers stand up straight.

Irrigation and water conservancy construction, agricultural irrigation and drainage projects

Say goodbye to the days of watching the weather and eating.

ensure stable yields despite drought or excessive rain

Farmers are confident enough to speak.

In memory

Dragon Boat Festival in those years.

Often in the fields, in the wheat fields.

Dragon boat festival these years

at home

Every household is full of excitement.

Harmony is different, sweet and sweet.

Zongzi, sugar cake and garlic are served.

Pick some fresh mugwort leaves and hang them in front of the door.

Dragon Boat Festival poetry recitation manuscript 7 leaves fragrant

Glutinous rice is light and fragrant.

Sweet jujube

Zongcha Qin Xiang

Aromatic moxa stick

sachet

Every dragon boat festival

We all like the fragrance you gave us!

My own mother.

Today is Dragon Boat Festival.

I learn from you.

Sweet zongzi

But I can't swallow a bite.

Don't even dare to drink a mouthful of tea.

What a tearful daughter!

My own mother.

My daughter remembers the Dragon Boat Festival when she was six years old.

You were beaten and badly hurt.

Lying in bed, crying silently.

A daughter who is not sensible

Look at people's zongzi

Lying on top of you

Crying for zongzi

You have a handful of glutinous rice and a handful of tears.

Jiaozi who wrapped us with incense!

My own mother.

My daughter remembers many Dragon Boat Festival.

You transplant rice back.

My leg is so swollen that it is difficult to sit down.

But still in our sleeping night.

Jiaozi who wrapped us with incense!

My own mother.

Daughter still remembers

I learned something after the Dragon Boat Festival.

I make fun of you.

I wonder if Qu Yuan is unknown.

Unexpectedly, every Dragon Boat Festival after that

You all look dignified and wrapped in zongzi.

When we can't eat zongzi anymore

Laugh and play!

My own mother.

My daughter remembers every Dragon Boat Festival you spent with me.

can

Today is Dragon Boat Festival.

You are lying in a hospital bed.

dermic

It's hard to shake your head

My own mother.

Zongzi is still so fragrant.

My heart is infinite sadness!

Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Recitation Draft August 5th (May)

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.

Dragon Boat Festival (Zhang Lei)

The race has been deeply saddened for thousands of years, and the loyal soul can return after it has gone.

The country died today, leaving only Li Sao in the world.

This is the Dragon Boat Festival (Beiqiong)

There is always sunshine in the end, and Miluo has nowhere to hang her soul.

Liu Hua should laugh at each other and wake up alone without wine.

Dragon Boat Festival (Tang Li Longji)

The Dragon Boat Festival is in midsummer, and it is longer in sunny days.

Salt plum has been used as a tripod and has been sung ever since.

The ancients left traces of things, and the years were long.

When Xuan knows that there are many flowers and flowers, he has a faint scent of water.

Living together for trillions of years, the princes are immortal.

Loyalty, if not replaced, will make Fang Kun come from behind.

Poetry of Crossing the River (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.

Lu You in Mao Yi's Five Poems (Southern Song Dynasty)

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.

Qilv Dragon Boat Festival (Laoshe)

The Dragon Boat Festival is full of storms, and the children in the village are still wearing old clothes;

Invited to bring a hat, dare to love the thatched cottage for the mud;

Guests who are related by flesh and blood and have no money to buy wine for sale;

At that time, the fish was three feet, not as delicious as the beans today.

Huanxisha (Su Songshi)

The faint sweat slightly penetrated the million. Bathing vanilla at Dragon Boat Festival in Ming Dynasty.

Qingchuan is full of fragrance. Colored threads are gently wrapped around the red jade arm,

Fu Xiao hung Lv Yun Huan obliquely. Beautiful women meet for a thousand years.

Bodhisattva Man (Yu Yi of Song Chen)

The corn in the bag is divided into four corners. Cut the colored silk and thread it through the velvet rope. Acorus calamus is red at the beginning of May every year. The master is kind and upright. I like this scene. When are you going to play in Shanjia? Artemisia annua has three or four flowers.

Fisherman Ao (Song Ouyang Xiu)

Liu Hua in May is very charming. The green poplars drooped because of the rain. Five-color new silk package jiaozi. Gold plate delivery. Give birth to a model, give birth to a twin phoenix. It's time to bathe the orchids. Acorus calamus wine is beautiful and clear Huang Li in the leaves occasionally gets it. Yusong was too careless and broke the dream of the screen window.

Six orders. Noon festival

The tiger symbol is wrapped around the arm, and the festival is also the Dragon Boat Festival.

The door is green, the sky is pale and kites are flying.

Zongyexiang flies ten miles, bringing joy to wine.

Dragon boat race, cheering and shouting, paying tribute to the river and reciting the gift of the monarch.

Sighing in a daze, Qin swallowed Chu.

What do strangers know about crying and lewdness?

In the morning and evening, the new pavilion shed tears, and the tears were exhausted.

Miluo Zhu Jiang and Xiang Lei have passed away, but there are thousands of heartbroken sentences.

Manjianghong. Duanyang front seat

For a long time, it is a custom to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival in the sky.

During festivals, there are hundreds of boats on the waves.

Zongzi is wrapped in the homes of thousands of families. You can recite Jun Fu outside San Lv Temple.

Sacrifice sages, loyalty, and hurt you.

Rape is in power and rumors are everywhere; Exile is hard to say.

With a sigh, Miro returned home.

Zhijie is honest and clean, fighting for the sun and the moon, and his words are passed down through the ages.

How bitter it is for a child to sink into the river and a crane to drive away her tears.

Dragon Boat Festival (Wen Xiu)

Who speaks for the Dragon Boat Festival? It was rumored a long time ago that Qu Yuan.

I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.

Dragon boat festival proverb

If you don't eat May Zongzi, you won't let the bedding loose. I didn't eat May Zongzi, so I dare not give my cold clothes. If you haven't eaten May Zongzi, you won't let go of that broken hair. If you haven't eaten May Zongzi, don't let it go. Don't eat May Zongzi, don't wear cold clothes. I didn't eat zongzi in May, and I didn't get cold clothes. After eating May Zongzi, I made money in cold clothes. If I didn't eat May Zongzi, I wouldn't dare to give my cold clothes. I didn't eat May Zongzi, and my cold clothes didn't fit me. One hundred days is not enough after eating May Zongzi.

Lu Xun, the novel Dragon Boat Festival of the same name

Dragon Boat Festival poetry recitation manuscript 9 feathers Zong Xiang

Books are endless, and I miss them from the bottom of my heart.

Hao Hao Miluo River Water

On the Dragon Boat Festival in May, I kept crying.

Acorus calamus leaves

Looking forward to national well-being

Dragon boat gongs and drums

Enhance the confidence of the dreamer

Immortal soul

Walk through the blood of the Chinese nation

solemn and stirring

Loyalty and sincerity

Live on this day forever

Dragon Boat Festival poetry reading manuscript 10 supermarket shelves, covered with

All kinds of zongzi, oily green.

Mung bean cake, they reminded me again and again:

Dragon Boat Festival is coming. Everything seems

Know each other well, and

Same as in previous years

The day after tomorrow is June 1 Children's Day.

In seven days, it will be the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.

Children, are there children's days and toys in heaven?

There are books? You have zongzi and

Duck eggs?

When I open my eyes and look at it

These dazzling delicious foods.

What I saw was buried under the floor.

Chapped lips, no chance.

Then, catch up with the children on this Children's Day.

An unmanned flower bag, and

Sitting on the side of the road crying.

father

I close my eyes.

Those little zongzi, here we go again

Dancing in front of you, those zongzi

Originally in memory of the great poet Qu Yuan.

It's a memorial service.

Those who died in the Wenchuan earthquake

ghost

upcoming

Dragon Boat Festival, for me.

Which is the other one.

retrospective

Ghosts'Festival

Open your eyes and close your eyes.

Every corner I see

Zongzi is a child who died young.

Naked as white as glutinous rice

Wrapped in brown leaves

Qingxiangzhong

Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Recitation Draft 1 1 Feelings of Dragon Boat Festival-Sacrificing Qu Yuan from afar

The country is ruined and the family is ruined. ...

There are thousands of pounds of boulders and shocking thoughts of compassion that cannot be put into use.

I don't know how the ancient Chu State was a withered flower.

For example, I have never been to Guluo River in Hunan.

Perhaps, the frustrated years of life can't shed all the blood and tears in your heart.

Perhaps, the moment poetry gushes out, it can't change the thin sunshine on your face. ...

Too much affection makes you feel helpless about Long Road.

Too many dreams make your bloody life melt in the crying river.

Jingchu cried all the way to the neighboring Xiaoxiang,

Blood and tears make the whole China feel dejected. ...

From then on, for more than two thousand years, this day in May was called Duanyang.

This is called nostalgia. Nostalgia is a lofty and great imagination.

Your ode to orange, your Li Sao, your nine songs and your nine chapters. ...

I can't stop your sadness and melancholy.

You made the romantic ballads of Chu Ci widely sung in China,

You let the lifelong regret disappear with yourself and drown in the Guluo River.

I don't know how many poets like you have been ruined by the soil of feudal times.

I don't know how many talented people are still suppressing unrestrained thoughts in today's world of mortals ...

May my clumsy poems become a breeze around you,

May my bad wine offer you the bright sunshine of all days in spring, summer, autumn and winter.