My illiterate mother Do not know the story about Qu Yuan She just is in a annual day this Go early on the hillside The Ai Cao that picks one loincloth dew is inserted on the door Boil the zhongzi that has wrapped in boiler Next she sits in doorway of old frame house silently Or go from time to time the crossing look around of house part Awaiting children people return She knows young man and woman only people Like Wen Qingqing acerbity acerbity Ai Xie is sweet Like to eat flatly light zhongzi flavour |
Orignal From: Maternal dragon boat festival
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