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五月端阳节的来历
One day at the end of April of the lunar calendar in 278 BC, Qu Yuan heard from a stranger on the side of the Miluo River that the Qin army had captured Yingdu, and the city was in chaos. This was a bolt from the blue! Qu Yuan's face was pale. Before he finished listening to the man's words, he trembled and walked home. Before he came in, he almost fell down. The woman hurriedly stepped forward to help him and cried out: "Dad, Dad! What's the matter with you? " Supported by his daughter, Qu Yuan leaned on the head of the bed, weeping, and said intermittently, "it's over, my motherland is over..." the daughter couldn't help crying. The father and daughter cried together, and the cry startled them. They rushed to Qu Yuan's house. They heard that Chu had been destroyed by the Qin soldiers, and they all followed the people in the room, With tears in his eyes, old man diweng came to Qu Yuan and choked and said, "doctor, your heart is exhausted. If the king of Chu listens to you, it won't fall here. Don't cry any more. It's bad for your body. It's more difficult for us to be common people." Qu Yuan reluctantly held back his tears, sat up and took a sip of water. He remembered that he had been wandering around the desolate Xiangjiang River since he was exiled. He never forgot to inquire about the war all the way. He always imagined that one day, the king finally woke up, called himself back to the capital, cut off the treacherous and sycophant, revived the imperial platform, and revived the state of Chu. Now this hope has come to nothing! Thinking of this, he could not help crying again. From this day on, Qu Yuan did not want to eat or tea. He could not sit still and sleep soundly. He sat from early morning to dark. Sometimes, he walked out of the small room like a wooden man, standing in the mire, looking at the muddy river. When others called him a few times, on the fourth day of May, the chicken crowed twice. Qu Yuan sat in front of the window with tears on his face, Turning over a lot of poems, the woman woke up from her dream and whispered: "Dad, you haven't closed your eyes for a few nights, so you'd better sleep." Qu Yuan didn't get up, shook his head, sighed and said, "ah! I'm thinking now, "the woman looked at her father and asked," who is that? " Qu Yuan stood up, walked a few steps in the room, and then said to his daughter very heavily: "a man named Peng Xian, he is a loyal minister of the Yin Dynasty, a great person!" The woman broke the casserole and asked, "how great is he?" Qu Yuan didn't speak for a long time. The woman asked him again. Then he said slowly, "he spoke frankly, but the king didn't listen to his advice. Finally..." at this point, Qu Yuan swallowed the second half of the words. The woman wanted to dig a tree and root, but Qu Yuan said, "it's late, you go to bed!" After staying up all night, Qu Yuan saw that the day was getting brighter and the sun was about to come out of the mountain. He got up and blew out the lights in the room, went to the woman's bed and called out softly, "son! Get up! Today is the Dragon Boat Festival When she heard her father calling her, she turned over and climbed up from the bed. Qu Yuan said, "where is the robe you sewed for me? "Take it quickly." the woman was very happy to hear that her father was going to wear the robe she sewed herself for the festival. She quickly opened the wooden box and took it out. She held it to her father in both hands and asked, "where are you going to wear your new robe today?" Qu Yuan took the robe, looked at his daughter affectionately, and said, "I want to go out with him." he put on his robe, put his hat on his head, and then hung the "Luli" sword on his waist. It seemed that she was going to fight. Seeing that her father's spirit seemed to be much better, she hummed her father's poem softly as she added firewood to the stove to cook, Why do you cherish your old capital? " She wanted to use his own poetry to persuade him not to be too sad, take care of himself. Qu Yuan listened, nodded with a wry smile, turned to the back of the house, took out the thin woman, quickly got up to feed the old horse, fanned her ears a few times, refused to eat grass, just looked at the owner, kept shaking the white tail, as if to ask: "where are you going?" After breakfast, the woman helped Qu Yuan to mount the horse and asked her father, "Dad, where are you going? Shall I go with you? " Qu Yuan stroked his daughter's head and said, "I'll go out for a walk. How do you do?" the woman had to plead and said, "then you should be steady. Be early." Qu Yuan nodded. Tears rolled out of her eyes and fell on her. Suddenly, she was shocked and planned to persuade her father not to go out. However, as soon as Qu Yuan raised his whip, she had to climb up Yusi mountain and stand on a high mound to see her father, Until I can't see his father's figure... Besides, Qu Yuan rode that old horse along the Miluo River embankment slowly to the southwest. On the way, the familiar people saw Qu Yuan's haggard face and thin body, and none of them didn't feel that they kept saying hello to him. A fisherman stood by the river with a fishing net and asked, "doctor, are you better these two days? Don't be too sad Qu Yuan ordered a sister-in-law who was pulling wild vegetables. When she saw Qu Yuan, she insisted on pulling him into the house to have a rest. Qu Yuan was shaking when the old fisherman, who had helped Qu Yuan dig peach blossom hole, came back from fishing by the Xiangjiang River. Seeing Qu Yuan riding a horse, she quickly welcomed him: "I heard that the Qin army is going to cross the Yangtze River. Where are we going to escape?" Qu Yuan looked at the old fisherman's sad face. His lips moved and he didn't say a word for a long time. He bit his teeth, suddenly pulled the reins, and whipped the horse fiercely. The horse's hooves soared into the air and ran out in the blink of an eye. I don't know when the old horse slowed down. Qu Yuan recalled the people's questions along the way, and looked at the river flowing quietly to the west, thinking that he was unable to save the country and the people, Qu Yuan rode on his horse and walked forward for a while. The sun got into the thick clouds. The sky was suddenly gloomy. The wind was blowing on the river. His robe belt and gray beard were beating against the Bank of the river. A series of waves were flying on the river. The fishermen hurried to collect their nets, When he rowed the bumpy fishing boat, Qu Yuan rode for thirty miles. At last, on the side of a hill near Luoyuan in the lower reaches of the Miluo River, he walked to the highest mound and was stunned by the river. He saw that the sky was getting darker and the wind was getting stronger. He stood under the dark sky like a stone statue. It was as if he saw Qin soldiers crossing the Yangtze River and heading south, Heart and head as far as the eyes, Dongting Lake, turbid waves empty; At the top of Yusi mountain, the sand flying in front of Wu's eyes is in the sky. The sky is dim and the ground is dark. The world is too dark
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