Pray at home every day,
The virus drove away early.
Hopefully, after the pandemic,
Hello me good her good.
Jiangnan smoke and rain and gentle,
Inextricably threaded to moisten the heartland.
Don't worry about the sunny day,
Spring in March is in sight.
Crown poison is coming to the people of the country worried,
I don't know when the epidemic will take a break.
May the plague god depart,
Turnip cabbage for spring and autumn.
No disaster, no illness, no one to complain,
There is food, drink and money.
Throw away the worries of the old years,
And will plant new fields with new wishes.
To give the Holy Hand as a Buddha,
The wall of bitter medicine meets.
How can we stand idly by before the disaster,
Find the sword and slay the demon.
The White-Clothed Holy Hand Race Immortal,
A new chapter in the city of common will.
By asking what the crown poison desires,
How many days can it be arrogant?
The abomination virus is called the crown,
Kyushu is raging with people.
All the people are with the Thunderbolt Hand,
Demons and ghosts a pot end.
In the blink of an eye, spring has arrived,
Wear a mask when you go out.
I only hope that the epidemic will pass early,
Give someone a hug when you see them.
Life is not easy,
He Kutian was naturally sullen.
Closing the door and dwelling in the nest fire,
Opening the window always sees a new world.
No matter who you are in the world,
Or more books to accompany.
Knowledge long brain does not grow meat,
Wine and vegetables into the stomach must lose weight.
Hugh blames fate for mischief,
Storms come and go from time to time.
As long as there is the sun and moon in the heart,
There is naturally no haze in front of you.
In the blink of an eye, retirees are old,
Lifestyle habits should be adjusted.
Remove the wine glass for the teacup,
Keep away from tobacco near flowers and plants.
No matter where you are,
Just want to bless your health.
In the midst of the epidemic, a question was asked,
Better than how much chicken soup.
It is not clear through the facts,
Good health weighs a thousand pounds.
How many blessings have been heard,
The word peace is the most satisfying.
Author: Da Zeng, Zeng Chuliang, Ye Le Zhai Lord, Hunan Xiangxiang people, 1960s people. Happy composition people painting, often titled oil poetry, do not seek merit and fame, but have fun and fun.
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