Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poem Excerpts

Dragon Boat Festival is on the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar every year, also known as the Duan Yang Festival, Wuzhi Festival, May Festival and so on. Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional festival of Chinese people of all ethnic groups to commemorate Qu Yuan, for you to share the Dragon Boat Festival modern poems, welcome to learn!

Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry 1

Nine fields of orchids, loneliness to the great wilderness

Beautiful beautiful shadow a few times by the frost immersed, the remains of hatred as a mountain

Only the east wind can open her heart

She, the heights of the mind

The first cluster of poetic fragrance in the name of the individual

Five days, she and the stone embracing the aroma of the disappearance of the gurgler

Straight to provoke two thousand years of salvage, to hang the national tragedy

Danyang of Chu, and all the waters of the river

Dragon boat racing, for the soul of the river

Rice dumplings poured and scattered, to fill the river's hungry

Once upon a time, the five days of xionghuang wine, colorful threads

Out of the poetic immortal saint of poets, Jiaxuan, Wen Tianxiang

and even The red sun of "counting the streams of wind and water, and watching the present day"

The winds of the valley have urged the rain, and the orchids of the Jiuwan area have bloomed again

And they have been integrated into the dreams of the children of the Yellow Emperor and reflected in the clouds of the blue sky and the windows of the window

I am a small man, and I have packed up my personal river and the mountains

Embedded in the high ground in the backbone of my spine

Borrowing A cup of pine wine

And then put the shell into the orchid chapter of Lingjun

Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry 2

Are you keeping the orchid still

Sorrowful sound of Xiangjiang River ferry

A round of bright moonlight sprinkled all over Angelica dahuricae Tingzhou

Are you singing in the wind with a high hat and a broad belt

Dashing cold wind and twilight rain

The fragmented fragrance is full of sorrows

The book "National Gothic" praises the bloodshed of the generals

The wind and the rain are singing, and the words of Chu are stirring

The mountains and rivers have been reverberating for thousands of years.

From the top of the Chu River

A dumpling is quietly placed in the air

To hang on to your ancient heart

Dragon Boat Festival Poem 3

It seems to be a heavy weight

A mountainside is tied with a noose

I'm tripping with a kind of heaviness

I'm looking back to the river

On the masts of the high masts, the flags are whirling

How do I look at the river?

But how I see it

Is an old man with a crown and a sash chanting in the wind:

'The soul returns to the east, the west, the south, and the north.'

A cloud in the clear sky seems to echo:

'The soul returns to the east, the west, the south, and the north.'

A cloud in the sky seems to echo:

'The soul returns to the east, the west, and the south, the north, and the south.

He shot all his indignation into countless arrows toward the river

Arrayed in rows of question marks waiting for a reply

The stone sank into the sea

And flung himself into the Miluo River.

Over two thousand years of groping in the darkness, the great waves have polished

Hardened into a proud bone, but also to see the world through

To die or to be reborn

I do not dare to say

That the spirit of the great Chu speech

Like the Kunlun towering

The fragrance of the pepper orchid permeates you and me

We climbed the lofty virtues

We stand on tiptoe to be reunited with them

But we see the quality of the chase

Rising and singing

A call for the ideal clarification of society

A deterrent to decadence

We catapult ourselves to trudge

Modern Poems of Dragon Boat Festival4

The summer morning is charming

A ray of red light ripe for the end of the day

A kingfisher with the knowledge of the sun

A kingfisher with the knowledge of the moon

A kingfisher with the knowledge of the moon

A kingfisher with the knowledge of the sun

The kingfisher sings with the robin

The mist and dew nourish the lotus pond

The wind sweeps through a touch of green

Despite the poetry

I am still sorry for the faraway place

The strength of the xionghuang wine

Washes away the tears of Qu Zi

Refreshes the old days

Thoughts are still in the mist

The colorful butterflies are still wandering

The colorful butterflies are still wandering around

The colorful butterflies are still wandering around

The colorful butterflies are still wandering around

The colorful butterflies are still wandering around

The colorful butterflies are wandering around and combing their makeup for me

My heart is wandering at the end of the world

The 10-mile long embankment is filled with the fragrance of the rice dumplings

The flag-waving dragon boat is riding the wind and waves

The ribbons are hanging on the two beating hearts

Thoughts of the moon are lush and lush

The curtain of dreams is filled with the fragrance of the wind

The wind is drifting with the words of the hurt.

Love, stringing up beautiful lines of poetry

Rain, dampening the heart of longing

Dreams, pillowed by the love of the groom

A song of lovesickness to the bright moon

Ink rhymes and poems to tell the love of a long time

Dreams with the end of the world

Wave by wave to faraway places

Modern Poems for the Dragon Boat Festival 5

Dragon Boat Festival in May

Palm leaves, sticky rice and jujubes, the women of the Dragon Boat Festival have a long history.

Women have their own festival in their hands.

Artemisia poles for doors and windows,

Don't put on gourds,

Artemisia poles if they are wet with dew.

In the morning you will go trekking,

The river is still cold,

and the sunrise is still late.

The river is still cold,

and the sun is still rising.

The grass and the river,

look around,

the poem.