A poem about watching lights on holidays

After the Han Dynasty, the suspicious star fell, and the building hung like a moon —— Watching Lights for Fifteen Nights by Lu

The fire tree and the silver flower are combined, the star bridge is locked, the lamp tree shines a thousand times, and the bright moon comes. Su Daowei's fifteenth night of the first month

The Lantern Festival competes to see the lotus boat, and the BMW car picks up the cymbals; On a stormy night, people are scattered, and the lonely lamp still calls for selling glutinous rice balls. Jiang Baishi in Song Dynasty

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker

In Tang Yin's Lantern Festival, he also smiled because he didn't pay tribute, lamenting "how to get rid of this beautiful moment", while anonymous lamented "I'm afraid the lights are dim, people are quiet and desolate, and the corner products are under the moon in the west wing of the south building"