Poems about Lotus and Traditional Festivals

Jiangnan

Jiangnan can pick lotus, Lotus leaves are in the field.

Fish play among the lotus leaves, fish play in the east of the lotus leaves,

Fish play in the west of the lotus leaves, fish play in the south of the lotus leaves, fish play in the north of the lotus leaves.

Picking Lotus Song by Wang Changling

The lotus leaves are cut in one color, and the lotus blossoms on both sides of the face.

It's hard to see when you enter the pool, but when you hear the song, you realize that someone is coming.

Sending Lin Zifang to Yang Wanli at dawn

After all, the West Lake is in June, and the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red.

Yes, I cut the plums, Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao

The red lotus root and the jade woven grass mat in the fall, lightly unclothed, alone on the orchid boat.

Who sends a brocade letter from the clouds? When the geese returned, the moon was full in the west tower.

Flowering is a very important part of the process, but it's also a very important part of the process. I've been thinking about you for a long time, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do anything about it.

There is no way to get rid of this feeling, but it is only on the bottom of the brow, but on the top of the heart.

The Lotus Flower.

The lotus leaf is five inches, and the lotus blossom is delicate, and the wave is not in the way of the boat;

The winds of April and May can cover the waist of the beauty.

The Love of Lotus Song - Zhou Dunyi

The flowers of plants and trees on land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty loved the chrysanthemum alone, and since Li Tang, the world has loved the peony. I only love the lotus, which comes out of the silt but does not get infected, and the clean sea but does not demonize, which is straight and does not spread out, and which can be viewed from afar but is not to be played with

◇Qingyangdu~Jin-Lefu

The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is red and fresh. There is a lotus root below, and a lotus head above.

◇The Hibiscus~South Dynasty-Liang Shen Yao

The breeze shakes the purple leaves, the light dew brushes the vermilion room. The center of the pond is so green, wait for me to flood the red light.

◇Collecting Lotus~Southern Dynasty-Liang Wu Jun

The brocade belt is mixed with flower inlays, and the Luo clothes are draped over the green river. I asked my son where he was going now, and I went out to pick the lotus in the south of the river. I want to send it to the western part of the country for three thousand miles, but I don't have any reason to do so. I hope you will return to me soon, and the lotus flowers will be fresh.

◇Lotus Poem~Jiang Hong

There is a little grass in Zepei, which is able to produce both flowers and fruits. The blue leaves like to turn over the wind, and the red Ying likes to shine in the sun. I have moved to the Jade Pond, and my roots are not lost. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

◇Aria Concentric Hibiscus~Sui-Du Gongzhan

Scorching lotus flowers, pavilion out of the water. A single stem leads to green, and two shadows **** red. The color of the hibiscus takes away the face of the singer and the fragrance of the dancing clothes. The famous lotus can be remembered, not to mention the two hearts are the same.

◇Lotus Picking Song~Sui-Yin Yingtong

There are countless companions in the boat, and the cables are unhooked to urge each other. The sweaty powder is not to be wiped off, and the windy skirt is to be opened at will. The lotus is a lotus, and the lotus is a lotus, and the lotus is a lotus. The lotus root threads are held together and the lotus leaves are cupped into a cup.

◇The Ancient Winds (26)~Tang-Li Bai

The blue lotus is born in the spring, and it is beautiful and fresh in the morning. The autumn flowers are in the green water, and the dense leaves are in the green smoke. The color of the powder is unparalleled, and the fragrance of the fragrance is not to be passed on to others. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

The roots of the tree have not yet been found, and I would like to be entrusted with the side of the pool.

◇Lotus Picking Song~South Dynasty Liang-Liu Xiaowei

The golden oars of the Mulan boat, picking the lotus in the south of the river. The lotus leaves are full of freshness in the river. The lotus leaves are full of freshness. The room is easy to get into, and the handle is curved from the plate. The dewy blossoms are wet, and the windy stems are brushing against the tin.

◇Presentation of the lotus~Tang Li Bai

Wading through the river and playing in the autumn water, I love the fresh red lotus flowers. I love the freshness of the red lotus. I climbed the lotus to get its beads, but the ripples were not round. I want to give it to a beautiful woman in the colorful clouds, but I want to give it to her in the distant sky. I am disappointed to see her in front of the cool wind.

◇Lotus flower~Li Shangyin

There is no color that can be combined with this fragrance. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at it. I am looking forward to the farewell in the autumn before, and I will dream of hitchhiking in my home.

◇Lotus flower~Wen Tingyun

The green pond is rippling with stars, and the orchid radius is rolling into the white apple. It should be the socks of the God of Luo on the waves, and there is fragrant dust on the lotus stamen to this day.

◇Sending Lin Zifang out of Jingci Temple in the evening~Yang Wanli

After all, the West Lake is in the middle of June, and the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus blossoms in the sun are differently red.

◇Qian's Hibiscus on the Pond~Wen Zhengming

September, the flowers of Jiangnan are over, and the hibiscus is in the middle of the continent. The beauty's smile is in the water, and the setting sun is still a little sorrowful.

The dew washes the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, the wind blows the ribbon of the brocade city in autumn. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at you," he said.

◇A Cut Plum~Northern Song Dynasty-Li Qingzhao

The red lotus root is still scented by the jade woven mat, and the red lotus root is still scented by the jade woven mat, and the red lotus root is still scented by the jade woven mat. I'm not sure who will send me a letter from the clouds. When the geese returned, the moon was full in the west tower. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the ball rolling on the back of my head and get it in the air.

One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of idle sorrow. There is no way to get rid of this love, but it is only on the bottom of the brow, but on the top of the heart.

◇Su Mou Zhi~Northern Song Dynasty-Zhou Bangyan

Launching a fire of incense to dispel the muggy heat. The birds are calling out to me, and they are speaking to me on the eaves of the house. The first sunlight on the leaves dries up the rain, and the surface of the water is clear and round, and the wind lifts the lotus.

When will I go to my hometown? I've been living in Wu Men for a long time, and I've been traveling to Chang'an for a long time. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this one.

◇Lotus Pond~Ming-Huang Qiong

The Dongjia Pond is a green and shady place, with a watery bay. The ten miles of beautiful trees are still there, and the west wind and the bright moon are still in the air.

◇Lotus Root Picking Song~Li Yaru

The lotus root fields are all along the edge of the lake, and the flowers are dotted with blossoms. The three or five small boats are going to pick lotus flowers in a loud and clear voice.

◇The Hibiscus ~ Qing Dynasty - Zheng Banqiao

The most compassionate red powder a few traces, outside the water by the bridge small bamboo door. I was originally living in the village of Ramie.

◇The Lotus Roots Township ~Modern-Flawless Wen

Farewell to the head of the ancient town of Anyi, the Lotus Roots Township Shuisi swinging a light boat; the bank of willows dyed green clear stream water, the fragrance of the lotus refreshing the golden autumn.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in a foreign country, and I've never seen her in a foreign country again, so I'm glad I'm back.

◇Summer South Pavilion Wistfulness for Xin Da~Meng Haoran

The mountain light is suddenly falling in the west, and the moon in the pool is gradually rising in the east. The moon is rising in the east, and the sky is cooler than the sky. The winds of the lotus bring fragrance, and the dews of the bamboo drip with a clear sound.

It's a good idea to play the piano, but I don't think I'll be able to find the right voice to enjoy it. I'd like to play the piano, but I don't know if I'll be able to do that.

◇Untitled - Part II~Li Shangyin

The soughing east wind and fine rain came, and there was light thunder outside the hibiscus pond. The golden toad enters with a lock and burns incense, and the jade tiger draws a silk thread to draw a well.

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◇Summer Day Wistful Friends~Xu Gui

Running water steps except the quiet, sleep alone to be free. The moon is still young, and the night is like autumn. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this. I'm not sure if I'll be able to dream, but if I do, I'll be able to travel with you.

◇Runxi Sand - Xue Zhao Yun

The country and the city have a lot of hate, a few red tears Gusu, leaning on the wind to look at the snow skin. The sun is setting on the mountains and rivers of Wu, and the palace of the king of Yue is half flat, and the lotus root flowers and vines are all over the lake.

◇Nanxiangzi - Li Xun

Taking the colorful boat, crossing the lotus pond, the song on the rows startled the sleeping mandarin ducks. The girls were laughing with each other, and they were fighting for the fairness of the lotus to cover up the evening light.

◇Raccoon Brook Sand - Li Jing

The fragrance of Nymphaea blossom is gone and the leaves are left behind, and the west wind is blowing in the blue waves. I'm still haggard with the light of the day, and I can't stand to look at it.

Dreaming in the drizzle, the chicken is far away, and the small building is blowing through the jade sheng cold. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

◇Thinking of the Emperor's hometown-Sun Guangxian

How? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The six skirts of the dresses are trailing on the blue waves. I have seen all the rain hitting the lotus.

◇Remembering Yuhang-Pan Lang

Long remembering the lonely mountain, the mountain is in the center of the lake, like a cluster, the monk's house is open to the lake on all sides, and the clear rows are still coming.

The fragrance of the water lily was in the Lianyun Pavilion, and the sound of the Pavilion was heard under the eaves of the Duo. The dust and dirt of the past has stained my clothes, and my dreams and souls have flown away.

◇Cai Sang Zi - Ouyang Xiu

West Lake is good after the lotus blossoms bloom, when carrying wine, no need for flags, before and after the red buildings green cover with. The painting boat is in the depths of the flowers, the fragrance of the golden goblet, the smoke and the rain, a piece of music and song to return to the drunkenness.

◇Linjiang Xian - Ouyang Xiu

Rain outside the willows on the pond, the sound of rain drops broken lotus sound. The rainbow is broken at the west corner of the small building. I've been waiting for the moon to be born.

The swallows flew in and peeped at the building, and the jade hooks were hanging down the curtains. The cool waves do not move the woven grass mat is flat. The water is so fine that there are two pillows, and the hairpin is on the side of the pillow.

◇Liquorice - Liu Yong

Autumn twilight, the messy sprinkling of bad lotus, a real pearl rain. The moonlight was born after the rain, and it was cold through the mandarin ducks' pool.

There are no couples to worry about on the pool, so I'm not sure if I'm in the mood for a single dwelling! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on this.

◇The Butterfly Lovers' Flower - Yan Guidao

The first twist of the frost dude was disappointed. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I woke up from a nap and spent a long time on a double-woven mat of green grass, spreading cold waves. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

The lotus flower, tear face red face to each other. The new moon is on the green clouds, and the curved ring is exactly the same as the sad eyebrow.

◇Shengcha Zi - Yan Guidao

It is a long time ago that I hated wading in the river, and I moved closer to the head of the stream to live. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a boat, and I was in the middle of a boat. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in my life. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at it," he said.

◇Ruan Lang Gui - Early Summer - Su Dongpo

The green acacia and tall willows are swallowing the new cicada, and the breeze is entering the string. The sound of chess startles the daytime sleepers.

The slightest rain, the smallest lotus turn over, pomegranate blossoms want to be in bloom. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

◇Everlasting Music by Su Dongpo

The moon is as frosty as the moon, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. The moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is boundless. As the three drums, clanging a leaf, gloomy dream clouds shocked break. The night is vast, searching for nowhere, and I realize that I have traveled all over the small garden. Weary guests at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking out of the heart of the heart of the homeland. The swallow building is empty, where is the beautiful woman? The building is locked with swallows. The past and present are like a dream, but there are old favorites and new grievances. The night scene of the yellow building is a great sigh of relief for the rest of the world.

◇Fantasia - Huang Tingjian

The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. The newest addition to the list is a new one, a new one, a new one, a new one. The red makeup is reflected in the thin latticework of the incense and the curved railings.

The wind is clear at night, and the moon is full in the horizontal pond, and the water is clean enough to see the moving stars. I can listen to the light rain, Shan Zao Nympho, then turn Hu bed, Xiang woven mat square screen.

Practicing the misty scales and clouds is full of sound, and the eaves are ringing with wind chimes. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

◇The Yellow Warbler - Chao Tuanzhi

The South Park is a good place to enjoy the summer.

Listening to the chaotic water lily wind, fine sprinkling sycamore rain. The remaining curtains and shadows, the sound of cicadas in the distant forest, the remnants of a dream.

Gazing at the past, the past has become empty, the temporary encounter has not lived? The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

Keeping a few points of tea floating flowers, a wisp of incense burning. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

◇Nankezi - Selected Words of the Tang and Song Sages

Ten miles of green hills are far away, the tide is flat and the road is sandy. A few cawing birds are complaining about the years, and it is again a bleak time at the end of the world!

The white dew closes in on the waning moon, and the clear wind disperses the dawn. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on the way.

◇Buddhist Bodhisattva Barbarian - Mrs. Wei

The red building is leaning against the creek, and the creek water in front of the building is cold and jade. The boat is full of youngsters. The lotus blossoms were eager to speak, and they laughed as they entered the mandarin ducks' pool. All night long the smoke is low on the waves, and the ling song returns under the moon.

◇Su Mou Zhi - Zhou Bangyan

Laodong Shen Xiang, to eliminate the muggy heat. The birds are calling out for sunshine, and they are peeping into the eaves at dawn. The first sunlight on the leaves dries up the rain. The surface of the water is clear and round, and the wind is blowing in the direction of the lotus. I'm not sure when I'm going to go back to my hometown. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I can.

◇Raccoon Brook Sand - Zhang Yuan Gan

The mountains surrounded the flat lake and the waves shook the city, and the reflection of the lake light dipped into the mountains, and the crystal floor was ready for the third night. When the foggy willow is dark, the moon is in the clouds, and the dewy lotus is in the water, and the fireflies are in the water, and the Xiao Xiao emanates to the daybreak.

◇Linjiang Xian - Ye Mengde

Not seeing the jumping fish over the curved harbor, the lake specially passed by. The winds are blowing, and the rain is messing with the lotus. The clouds are blowing away, and the moon is falling on the flat waves. A glass of white wine is still drunk, and I've come back to the house to spread my hair.

No one can sing the song of picking diamonds. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the work.

◇Nian Nujiao - Jiang Kui

The red barge, I remember when I was a couple with mandarin ducks. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at it. The green leaves are blowing cold, the jade face is pinned wine, more sprinkle Mushroom bushes rain. I'm afraid that the dancing clothes are cold and easy to fall, and I'm worried about the west wind and the South Pool. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it again," he said.

◇The Swallow Returns to the Liang-Fenglian-Jiang Jie

I dreamed of the Tang Palace late in the spring, when I was dancing with a train. The green cloud team was dressed in reddish-red clouds, and their hands were hanging down. Suddenly, the drums were rushing up, like colorful phoenixes, flying chaotically.

Dreaming back, I don't see Wan Qiong Fei, but I see lotus flowers being blown by the wind.

◇The Water Fairy - Jiangnan - Zhang Yang Hao

A river of smoky water shines in the clear sky, and the houses on both banks are connected to the painted eaves. A section of the water lily bush is in autumn light, watching the gulls dance again and again, and rolling the fragrant wind for ten miles to the bead curtain. The painted boat is in the sky, the wine flag is in the wind, and I love the south of the river

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus blossoms in the sun are differently red. --- Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang at the Temple of Pure Compassion"

The hibiscus comes out of clear water, and is naturally undecorated.

The lotus

--Li Peak

Newly slipped and filled with clear water, the shadow of the round lotus is like a rule.

The fragrance is far away in the wind, and the shade is shifted at sunset.

The fish play with the light yellow leaves, and the turtle floats in the green pool.

It's hard to pick up the color in the Wei Dynasty, but it's hard to put on the same clothes in Chu.

Presenting the lotus flower

--Li Shangyin

The flowers and leaves in the world are not the same as each other, and the flowers are in the golden pot and the leaves are dust.

Only the green lotus and the red Nymphaea lotus can be opened and closed as they please.

These flowers and leaves are always in sync with each other, and the green and red colors are decreasing, making it difficult to kill people.

Traditional Festivals:

1 New Year's Eve - December 30th of the lunar calendar (February 2nd). People often stay up all night on New Year's Eve, which is called the "New Year's Watch". On New Year's Eve, not only should the house and home be cleaned up, but also put up door gods, spring couplets, New Year's paintings, hang door cages, and people change into new clothes with festive colors and patterns. The poems describing New Year's Eve are:

New Year's Eve

Song Wen Tianxiang

Qiankun is empty, the years go to the hall;

The end of the road is shocked by the wind and rain, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.

The life with the years to end, the body and the world to forget;

No more Tusu dream, pick the lamp night is not yet over.

2. Spring Festival - the first day of the first month of the Lunar Calendar (February 3, Gregorian calendar). Chinese New Year customs, generally to eat rice cakes, dumplings, dumplings, meatballs, whole fish, wine, apples, peanuts, melon seeds, candy, tea and dishes; and accompanied by dusting, washing bedding, preparing New Year's goods, posting Spring Festival couplets, posting New Year's paintings (Zhong Kui, the God of the Door), dumplings and sticking paper cuttings, sticking window decorations, posting the word "blessed", pointing candles, light a fire, firecrackers, to the New Year's Eve, to pay homage to the new year, to visit relatives, to send New Year's gifts, on the graves of the ancestors, shopping in the flower market, haunted The Spring Festival is a time of great joy and happiness for the family. The poems describing the Spring Festival include:

Yuan Day

Song Wang Anshi

Banging firecrackers for a year, the spring breeze sends warmth into the TuSu,

A thousand doors and ten thousand tels of sun, always change the new peach for the old symbols.

3. Lantern Festival - the fifteenth day of the first month of the lunar calendar (February 17, Gregorian calendar). The first month is the first month of the lunar calendar, the ancients called it "night", and the fifteenth day is the first full moon night of the year, so the first fifteen days of the first month for the Lantern Festival. It is also known as the Small New Year's Day, the Lantern Festival, or the Lantern Festival, and is the first important festival after the Spring Festival. China is a vast country with a long history, so the customs of the Lantern Festival are not the same throughout the country, among which eating lanterns, lanterns, dragon dances, lion dances and so on are several important folk customs of the Lantern Festival. The poems describing the Lantern Festival include:

Yuanxi

Song Ouyang Xiu

Last year on the night of the Lantern Festival, the lanterns in the flower market were as bright as day.

The moon reaches the top of the willow, and people meet after dusk.

This year on New Year's Eve, the moon and the lights are still the same.

Not seeing last year's people, tears wet spring shirt sleeves.

4. Qingming Festival - the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar (April 5, Gregorian calendar). The customs of Qingming Festival are rich and interesting, in addition to preaching the prohibition of fire, sweeping the tomb, there are a series of customs and sports activities, such as trekking, swinging, kicking Cuju, playing polo, sticking willow and so on. The poems describing the Qingming Festival include:

Qingming

Tang Du Mu

The rain falls one after another during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

The shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village.

5. Dragon Boat Festival - the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar (June 6, Gregorian calendar). The activities on this day are now gradually evolving into eating zongzi, racing dragon boats, hanging calamus, artemisia, mugwort, fumigating cangzhu, dahuric dahurica, drinking xionghuang wine, tying a hundred rope, making incense horn, sticking five poisons, sticking talismans, releasing the yellow smoke, and eating twelve red. The poems describing the Dragon Boat Festival include:

Duanwu

Tang Wenxiu

The festival is divided into the Dragon Boat Festival since who said that the rumor of the ages for the Qu Yuan;

Kan laugh at the empty Chu River, can't be washed to the injustice of the straight ministers.

6. Tanabata Festival - the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar (August 6, Gregorian calendar). Tanabata Festival is one of the most romantic of China's traditional festivals, and also the most important day for girls in the past. On the evening of this day, women threaded needles and begged for coincidences, prayed for blessings, prayed for activities, worshiped the seven sisters, the ceremony was pious and grand, displaying flowers and fruits, women's red, all kinds of furniture and utensils were exquisite and small, and attracted people's favor. Poems about the Tanabata Festival include:

The Tanabata Festival

Tang Luoyin

The Nymphaea River and the Nymphaeaceae River are in the sky, and the family laughs and sets up a red feast.

It is time to pour out Xie's pearls and guillotines, and to write Tanlang's embroidered articles.

The fragrant tents are clustered in a row, and the golden needles are threaded to pay homage to Cindy.

The copper kettle will tell us that the day will dawn, and we will be disappointed for another year of good times.

7. Mid-Autumn Festival - the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar (September 12, Gregorian calendar). Mid-Autumn Moon Festival is a very ancient custom in China. The custom of enjoying the moon originated from the moon sacrifice, and the serious sacrifice turned into a lighthearted entertainment. "Folk worshiping the moon" becomes a way for people to long for reunion, happiness and well-being, and to send their love to the moon. A large incense burner is set up, and moon cakes, watermelons, apples, jujubes, plums, grapes and other offerings are placed on the table, of which moon cakes and watermelons are absolutely indispensable. Poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival include:

Mid-Autumn Moon

Song Su Shi

The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is turning a jade disk without a sound.

This night is not long enough to be good, but the bright moon will be there next year.

8. Chung Yeung Festival - the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar (October 5, Gregorian calendar). Chrysanthemum Festival has the custom of ascending the heights, the golden autumn in September, the sky is high and cool, this season can be achieved by ascending the heights of the far-away look at the heart, fitness to get rid of the purpose of the disease. This season can achieve the purpose of climbing high and looking far and wide to achieve a relaxed mind, fitness and dispel diseases. Associated with climbing high are the customs of appreciating chrysanthemums and writing poems, inserting dogwoods, and eating Chongyang cakes. The poems describing the Chrysanthemum Festival include:

September 9, Remembering the Brothers of Shandong

Tang Wang Wei

Alone in a foreign land as a foreign guest, every festive season doubly misses the relatives,

Remote to know that the brothers climbed to high places, all over the Cornus fewer than a man.

Looking for the adoption~