Qu Yuan wrote 800 words on Dragon Boat Festival.

"Destroy, destroy, destroy everything that sleeps in the dark arms!" In my eyes, Qu Yuan is an elegant poet and a passionate hero. That night, I walked into Qu Yuan's world with curiosity. ...

Through the hazy fog, a village shrouded in mist appeared. The mountain not far away is covered with green leaves and small flowers, hidden in the mist. The breeze blew, making the willows sway slightly and brush their faces gently. Suddenly, I saw a white shadow on the Guluo River bank not far away. I took a closer look and saw a thin old man. He was dressed in a white robe, although he had heavy eyebrows, he frowned slightly, his eyes looked straight ahead and he was full of anxiety. The breeze blew his long hair and floated freely in the air. I walked up to him, only to find that he was chanting something. When I came, I nodded slightly. Although I had a friendly smile on my face, I couldn't get rid of that faint, invisible sadness.

"What are you reciting?" I broke the silence.

"It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, so I have to go up and down," said the white man. I was shocked. The man in white robe in front of me is actually a patriotic poet Qu Yuan!

"It's really Qu Yuan, so personable, but adults seem to have something on their minds and look unhappy!"

"hey! There are thieves in the country and chaos in the court. This dynasty will soon perish! " Qu Yuan said to you with passion. Tears welled up in his eyes, his hands clenched and his heart ached. "I can't help you at all. Can't I just watch the thief shout to catch a thief? I can only use death to prove my love for peace! "

I was taken aback and puzzled: "Why do you have to die? You can find a place to hide first, wait for the limelight to pass, or reorganize the court, or live in seclusion in the mountains, which is better than death! "

After listening to this, Qu Yuan sighed: "I lost the love of the people, thanks to the minister Jin Shang. At this rate, Chu will die. " Why should I let myself see it! My loyalty is unknown, everyone thinks I am a traitor and is reviled everywhere. Only death can make people see through my sincere heart, wash my name with blind optimism, and my soul can get peace! The country has been unable to rectify, why shouldn't I be loyal? "

I couldn't speak when I saw him sigh. I giggled along the river. He held his fist in both hands: "Thank you for talking to me. Now I'm going to travel. I hope to see you again in my next life! " I knew exactly what would happen next, but I didn't stop it. Looking at the white robe submerged by the rolling Yangtze River, a tear welled up in my eyes. ...

I saw Qu Yuan's smile. ...

Article 2:

You fly in anger, and your soul flies to Hunan.

Your soul drifts with your beliefs, so that people can see your justice and integrity and your sadness and greatness.

On that day, May 5th, you stood by the river, your resolute face was full of fearlessness, the strong wind blew away your 3,000 worries, and your clothes fluttered like tenacious flags. The black river is rolling proudly under your feet, you hold the bronze sword in your hand, and thousands of emotions are surging in your chest.

Once, in a poem, you took the wind, rain, snow, electricity, clouds and the moon as attendants, and let the phoenix and dragon pull the cart for you, galloping freely in space and pursuing your ideals. Things are different now, and all dreams are dashed. Somehow, where is the most suitable position for you? Maybe I shouldn't have walked out of the hut; Perhaps a quiet and stable life is the most suitable for you. You should stay in a position that suits you, create the essence for the people and history, and multiply the culture.

From far to near, it's time to make a choice. A river, a piece of black water, reflects the emptiness and enrichment, filth and glory of the last moment of life.

Your mind is frozen: if truth and belief need to be sacrificed, then I am willing to give my life; In fact, life is a gorgeous robe, but it is covered with lice.

Therefore, you present yourself to the world as a noble incarnation: no matter what the situation, justice and integrity are the most sacred and worth maintaining.

The cry of the thief soldiers is near. You look back at the mountains and rivers that were destroyed by the country for the last time, and then shout: "When you grow up, you can hide your face and cry and lament the hardships of the people's lives!" Jump into the river that is angry with you, and in an instant, the river is crystal clear ...

There are countless water ghosts in Hunan. How can we wash them clearly? You are the only water ghost in the Millennium, not the water in Hunan, but you are the water in Hunan. You jumped up, the waves splashed, and Tingzhi Pulan spread to this day.

I think, you were originally a fish, a Kun fish with a broad mind and unlimited ambitions, and later you became a Dapeng bird. Your heart, ambition and ideal are still magnificent. Now that you are back in the water, you have returned to your original position. You have become the Qingming God of the platform, silently guiding the way forward and establishing lofty beliefs for people.

So in the future, where there is water, people will miss home. Where there is shore, Chu songs are everywhere, and you will live happily in songs, wind and water-dreaming.