1. Poems about festivals
Poems about festivals 1. Ancient poems about festivals
Yuan Day
[Northern Song Dynasty. Wang Anshi] < /p>
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year,
The spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu,
Thousands of households are in the dark,
The general New peaches replace old talismans.
New Year's Eve
(Tang Dynasty) Laihu
The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.
I am so sad that after the rooster sounds at dawn, I will be haggard and see the spring breeze again.
Yuan Day (Jade House Spring) Mao Pang
In one year all the lotus flowers are dripping and the wine is frozen in the blue well.
The cold weather at dawn is still deceptive, but the slender willows of spring arrive first.
The beautiful woman advises you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper flowers bloom on your green sleeves.
In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dongjun.
These are all ancient poems about the Spring Festival
2. Ancient poems about the festival
New Year’s Eve
Tang Bai Juyi
Sick eyes have less sleep than keeping up with the year, and old hearts have many senses and spring is approaching.
After the fires were sold out and the lights were gone, there were sixty people with flat heads.
New Year's Eve
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
I sat down in the evening and slept with my pillow on my arms in the middle of the night. As soon as I leave the country, I will see you again every day.
When I was old in the south of the Yangtze River, I left the Weibei fields in spring. Xunyang will come sooner or later, and tomorrow will be three years.
New Year's Eve
Tang Bai Juyi
At the end of the year, there are many thoughts, and the world is far away. Old age adds new beauty, illness diminishes old beauty.
The country and the country still commemorate him, but his fame has come to an end. Forty-nine in the Ming Dynasty, we should realize our past mistakes.
New Year's Eve
Caosong of the Tang Dynasty
The remaining wax is gone again, and the east wind should gradually be heard. One night is still a few hours, and two years old wants to be divided equally.
Fighting when the darkness pours, and the fragrance blooms in the spring. In the Ming Dynasty, I hold wine from afar and wish Yaojun together first.
Jiangwai New Year's Eve
Tang Caosong
Thousands of courtyards illuminate the towers, always urging time.
In the middle of the night the wax is swept away by the wind, and in the early morning the spring is blown by the horn.
It’s better not to have a good bird thinking about flowers, but to have swimming fish waiting to bloom from the freeze.
If Duoqi is not gradually stabilized, who can drink wine and wish Zhao Zhaohui back.
New Year's Eve
Tang Chengyanxiong
The copper dragon sees the coming of spring, so I would rather drink a hundred glasses of wine.
The hair on the temples was drawn to the technical secondary school, and Nakan was even urged to do so by the second update.
Happy New Year's Eve
Tang Du Shenyan
Keep the old days in song, and welcome the new year with candles. Winter is full of love for arrows, and spring is waiting for roosters to crow.
When you are all excited, you hear the pot covering, and at night you see a fight. He will live a thousand billion years and pay a visit to Jiuchong City.
New Year's Eve
Tang Fangqian
The jade leak will reach the morning, and the wind will blow at four o'clock.
The embers of the cold lamp are short before the wax is burned, and the faint sound of painted horns has heralded spring.
Tomorrow I will be a menstrual guest, yesterday I was still a young man.
The number of new positive numbers decreases with each year, but the floating world should be renewed a hundred times.
Great Night Works
Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes desolate.
I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.
New Year's Eve
Tang Laihu
The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.
I am so sad that after the rooster sounds at dawn, I will be haggard and see the spring breeze again.
New Year's Eve
Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty
In the twilight years of the year, we offer festivals to bring new beauty. Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is coming and the sun is getting longer.
The ice disappears and the mirror water appears, and the plum blossoms disperse into the fragrance. This is the end of the feast, and the pot is poured out to wait for the dawn.
New Year's Eve
Tang Shangyan
On the 30th night of the ninth winter, cold and warmth are separated. After the fourth watch, I am one year older.
The fish lamp spreads the wax fire, and the animal charcoal turns into spring ashes. The Qing Emperor is now old and welcomes the new year. I will meet you several times.
New Year's Eve
Tang Luoyin
The official calendar is coming to an end, and the village mash is strong. I hate the cold and miss the warmth, fear the old and cherish the old.
The years have passed, but the Kou Rong are still not at peace. Children don't know how to do things, so they sing and play until dawn.
Great Night
Tang Meng Haoran
At the fifth watch of the clock, the leakage urges each other, and the four qi move back and forth.
Only the remaining lamps in the tent were used to remove the flames, and the aroma in the furnace was reduced to ashes.
I gradually looked at the spring hibiscus pillow, and suddenly felt cold and sold the bamboo leaf cup.
Every family should not be lying down when they stay up late, and they will be dreaming of lovesickness.
New Year’s Eve
Tang Xuxuan
It’s too late to work hard in the cold light, but don’t be deceived when you say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.
The past events are gone with the remaining calendar days, and the spring breeze would rather recognize the old appearance.
I am ashamed that it is difficult to drink the New Year wine first, and I am even more envious of the children in the countryside.
After reciting the Ming Dynasty gift to a close friend, you must write a poem about last year.
Great Works
Xueneng of Tang Dynasty
He blows the sky and min, and Xu Xu takes over Jianyin. I don't hesitate to add another year, but I am happy to have three springs.
The clouds and smoke are shining brightly, and the flags are hanging over the wells. Zhenxiang responds to the North Pole, adjusts Xie to test Pingjin.
The trees are about to bear the late sun, and the mountains are about to retreat from the old dust. The orchids withered this night, and the bamboos exploded with the neighbors.
I wish you a long life and think about the saints, and drive away the ghosts and gods. How many generations have been reunited, sleeping alone and working hard.
The Qian'an has two knots, and the carved plate has five pungent elements. How can you be free after pacifying the thief?
Hometown New Year's Eve
Tang Zhou Hongliang
The clouds of the three hundred and sixtyth day have ended, and my hometown is still the same as a foreign land.
It is not only the law that changes one's mood and is hateful, but also the talent that neglects one's destiny.
Where is singing at night to sell wax wine, and whose house is holding candles high to wait for the spring breeze.
It was during the class last year that I started to read and recite the poem.
Yuan Day
Anshi, King of the Song Dynasty
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new ones.
New Year's Eve
Song Wen Tianxiang
The world is empty, and the years are passing by.
The end of the road is full of storms and rain, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.
As time goes by, life is about to end, and the body and the world are forgotten.
There is no need to slaughter Su Meng again, and the night is still young.
3. Poems describing the festival
1. About New Year's Eve: "New Year's Eve" by Song Wentianxiang The world is empty, and the years are gone; the end is full of storms and rain, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.
As time goes by, life is about to end, and the body is forgotten; there is no more dreams to kill, and the night is still late. 2. About the Spring Festival: "Yuan Ri" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches on Yuan Ri.
3. About the Lantern Festival: "Lantern Festival" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty. On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight. The moon reaches the top of the willow trees, and people make appointments after dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
3. About the Qingming Festival: "Qingming" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
5. About the Dragon Boat Festival: "Dragon Boat Festival" Tang Wenxiu Who said the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival? It is rumored to be Qu Yuan throughout the ages; It is laughable that the Chu River is empty and indistinct, and it cannot wash away the grievances of the direct ministers. 6. About the Chinese Valentine's Day: "Chinese Valentine's Day" Tang Luoyin The stars and rivers are in the sky, and the family is laughing and having a red feast.
I should express my gratitude to my daughter and write all the beautiful chapters of Tanlang in this jeweled case. The incense tents are clustered in rows, and the golden needles are pierced to pay homage to Chanjuan.
The copper pot fails to announce that the sky is about to dawn, and the melancholy good season is another year. 7. Regarding the Mid-Autumn Festival: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it was suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
"The Moon on the Night of August 15th" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
"Remembering My Brother-in-Law on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty The garrison of drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. On the night of August 15th in the past year, I was beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
"Autumn Night Under the Moon" Tang Meng Haoran) The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
"Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
"Playing with the Moon on the Night of August 15th" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. The moon will wash over the world tonight. The summer heat has retreated and the skies are clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear.
The stars make them shine, and the wind and dew make them shine. The one who can change the human world is Yu Jing.
"Chang'e" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking over the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
"Frost Moon" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky from a hundred-foot-high tower. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
"Waiting for the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" by Lu Guimeng of the Tang Dynasty. The frost has turned short and the frost has turned late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles are dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, but I gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who wants to use the cooling power to reduce the first round and the noon hour?
"Moon Night" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
"Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" Tangpi is closed on the day. A jade stone falls under the moon, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
"Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Mi Fu's eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
8. About the Double Ninth Festival: "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9th" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. I am a stranger in a foreign land. I miss my relatives even more during the festive season. I know my brothers are climbing high places, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees.
4. What are the poems describing the festival
Written by Linjiangxian Guiwei on New Year’s Eve
Qing Dynasty: Li Ciming
Cui Sitting around the cypress and red plum blossoms, the New Year's feast is not all poverty. The candle under the wax goose flower is like silver. The hairpin talisman wins gold, and another family sees spring.
Self-writing is good for getting rid of all kinds of diseases. It is neither official nor hidden. It's been three o'clock since Tu Su woke up from drunkenness. A chicken sings, fifty-six people.
Shuang Yan'er (New Year's Eve)
Song Dynasty: Yang Wujiu
The poor Yin is anxious and the scene is secretly pushed away. Reduce the green temples and damage the beauty. How much time is there for fame and fortune? Still surprised, one year old.
I advise you not to sleep tonight. It was full and the boat was full of wine. Everyone indulged in the feast. May the new year be better than the old one.
Pipa Fairy·Mid-Autumn Festival
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The sea is blue every year, who is the one who fills the gaps in the ice wheel? A piece of autumn fragrance was blown, and it was as bright as snow. Looking at it in sorrow, it is a good day and a good night, knowing that it will all turn into sorrow. Only the shadow is now, it can be compared to the bright moon of the past.
Playing hide-and-seek in the flower path, once provoked the wuye in Xiaoxiaojing. Do you remember how lightly you fanned yourself and how many times it was cool and hot? It only ends up being filled with all kinds of feelings, always confused and irrelevant to parting. Once the purple jade was ruthless, it was blown apart by the cold night.
The Sapphire Case · Yuan Eve
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
The golden strands of moth snow and willow trees are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.
Shengchazi·Yuan Xiu
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.
The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I can’t see the people from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears.
Dragon Boat Festival
Tang Dynasty: Yin Yao Fan
Young people are more sentimental during the festival, but who knows how emotional they will be when they grow old;
Do not follow the example of Ai Fu It's more customary, but praying for wine will lead to peace.
The hair on the temples grows whiter day by day, and the pomegranate brocade illuminates the eyes every year;
Thousands of years of virtuous and foolish people are fleeting, and a few people are forgotten and few are famous.
Qitian Le (Dragon Boat Festival)
Song Dynasty: Yang Wujiu
Sparsely mention the yellow plum rain. The five-cornered millet is covered with gold, the calamus is covered with jade, and the scenery is still jingchu. The shirt is cut by Ai Hu. The hairpin has a red talisman, and the arm is wrapped with a red thread. The powder is fragrant, and the silk curtains fan the small window in the afternoon.
The people of Shenxiang have gone far away. I advise you to stop drinking and feel nostalgic about the past. Slowly chirping oriole's throat, tapping on the elephant board, is better than reading Li Sao's verses. Darkness of lotus fragrance. Gradually lead to intoxication, deep in the countryside. Lying at the head of the river, listening to the sound of painted boats and stacked drums.
5. Verses describing the Chinese New Year
Verses describing the Chinese New Year:
The first poem is "Yuan Ri" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. "The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old charms."
The second song is "A Sprig of Spring" by Yang Zan of the Song Dynasty. ·Bamboo explosion scares the spring." "Bamboo explosions startle the spring, and the noise of competition fills the air. Thousands of flutes and drums rise at night. The tassel tent is warm, and the green cauldron slowly rises with fragrant mist. I stop and don't raise the cup. I just want to send a new sentence to send off the new year. I should have my own words, and the lyrics of the song are clear and round. , Not praised by Lin Ying. From the time when he was poor and tired, how could he reduce Liu Lang's demeanor? "Bang, moonlight night and flowery morning, counting from now on"
The third song is "Send to My Door" by Hu Haoran of the Song Dynasty. "The tea tower is installed, the soul is hanging on the door, and the sacred bamboo is thundering. The thoughts are flowing, and the four seasons are cycled. It should be noted that this year and tonight are over, and it seems that next year and tomorrow will rush. Towards this evening, this is the place to welcome the spring and send the wax. The banquet is open. It is the same night as today and in ancient times. The wise and the foolish are one year old, and the noble and the humble are still together. The mountains and seas are strong and indestructible. , blow together and come through this door.
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The fourth song is two songs from Shen Xuan's "Die Lian Hua" in the Ming Dynasty. The first song: "The sound of gongs and drums from children is loud, the door is closed early in the morning, and new curtains are hung. Firecrackers filled the streets, frightening the ghosts, and pine wood was burned in Wupong. Write about the gods and the gods, and the thin horses send the gods. Many papers are written in the same style. The wine stalls at the end of the year help people get drunk, and the doors are closed to rejoice together all night. "
The fifth song, "Double Wild Geese" by Yang Wujiu of the Song Dynasty. Reduce the green temples and damage the beauty. How much time is there for fame and fortune? Still surprised, one year old. I advise you not to sleep tonight. It was full and the boat was full of wine. Everyone indulged in the feast. May the new year be better than the old one. "
6. Verses describing the Chinese New Year
Verses describing the Chinese New Year: The first one, "Yuan Ri" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty.
"One year old in the sound of firecrackers" In addition, the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches. "
The second song is "A Sprig of Spring·Bamboo Explosion Startles the Spring" by Yang Zan of the Song Dynasty. "The explosion of bamboo startles the spring, and there is a lot of noise, and thousands of flutes and drums rise at night.
The fringed tent is warm, and the green tripod slowly releases the fragrant mist. Stopped without raising the cup.
Nai just wants to send you a new sentence for the new year. It should be self-contained, the lyrics of the song are clear and round, and there is no boasting about Lin Ying's language.
Since he was poor and old, he has been in poverty. Indulging in leisure and sorrow, how can you reduce Liu Lang's demeanor?
The massacre of Su was carried out, and the meandering willows deceived Mei and became jealous. The palace pot has not yet dawned, but the horses and embroidered carriages are full of arrogance early in the morning.
There are also flowers and flowers on the moonlit night, counting them down from now on. "The third song is "Send to My Door" by Hu Haoran of the Song Dynasty.
"The tea tower is installed, the spirit is hanging on the door, the sacred Nuo fierce bamboo is thundering. The flowing light flows with thoughts, and the four sequential patterns return.
It should be noted that this year and tonight are over, and it seems that next year and tomorrow will rush us. On this eve, this is the place to welcome the spring and send off the wax, and the Luoqi feast is held.
This night is the same throughout the ages, the wise and the foolish are one year older, and the noble and the humble are still together. Wishing each other good health, mountains and seas are indestructible.
Shi Chong was rich, noble and long-lived, and Pan Yueyi and his son were talented. Let the east wind do your best and blow them all together to come through this door. "
The fourth song is two songs from Shen Xuan's "Die Lian Hua" in the Ming Dynasty. The first song: "The children's sounds of gongs and drums are loud, the door is closed early in the morning, and new curtains are hung.
Firecrackers filled the streets, frightening the ghosts, and pine wood was burned in Wupong. Write about the gods and the gods, and the thin horses send the gods. Many papers are written in the same style.
At the end of the year, the wine stall helps us get drunk, and we close the door and rejoice together all night. "The fifth song, "Double Wild Geese" by Yang Wujiu of the Song Dynasty.
"The poor and the anxious, the scenery is secretly pushed away. Reduce the green temples and damage the beauty.
How long does fame and fortune lead to free time? Still surprised, one year old.
I advise you not to sleep tonight. It was full and the boat was full of wine.
Everyone was intoxicated with the feast. May the new year be better than the old one. ”
7. Ancient poems describing the Chinese New Year
Yuan Day
Wang Anshi
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the east wind brings warmth to Tusu .
Thousands of households are busy inserting new peaches to replace old talismans.
"Yuan Day" is the first day of the first lunar month. This is a poem written in ancient times to welcome the New Year. The on-the-spot work is based on folk customs, sensitively absorbing typical materials of ordinary people celebrating the Spring Festival, and capturing representative details of life: lighting firecrackers, drinking Tusu wine, and replacing peach charms, which fully expresses the joyful atmosphere of the New Year and is rich in A strong atmosphere of life.
“The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. "Set off firecrackers on festivals. This custom has been around since ancient times and continues to this day. Tusu refers to the wine made with Tusu grass or several kinds of herbs drunk during the ancient Spring Festival. In ancient times, it was a custom that on the first day of the first lunar month every year, the whole family would Drink Tusu wine, then wrap the dregs in red cloth and hang it on the door frame to "ward off evil spirits" and avoid the plague. These two sentences mean: people drink the old year with the sound of firecrackers. During the festival, Tusu wine makes me feel warmly that spring has arrived.
The third sentence, "Thousands of households on the twelfth lunar month", inherits the previous poetic meaning, which means that every household is bathed in the light of the early spring sun. "曈曈日" refers to the rising sun that turns from dark to bright. Taofu: refers to the peach board with the two gods Shen Tu and Yu Lei written on it, which is hung on the morning of the first day of the first lunar month. On the door, in order to "avoid evil". This is also an ancient folk custom. "Always replace the old talisman with new peaches", which is a compressed and omitted sentence pattern. The word "peach" is omitted and used alternately because of the limitation of the number of words in each sentence of Qijue. The meaning is: the replacement of the old peach symbols reveals the theme of "removing the old and creating the new".
In fact, the artistic conception and reality expressed in this poem also have its own metaphorical and symbolic meaning. It uses the metaphor of getting rid of the old and welcoming the new to praise the successful implementation of the new law. This poem is to praise the birth of new things as " "Spring breeze brings warmth" is full of vitality. It also contains profound philosophy, pointing out that new things always replace declining things.
8. Poems about festivals
Water tune At the beginning of the song, the twilight of the Dragon Boat Festival conceals the traces.
Where the doctor sings, the waning moon is cold in the sky. The clouds are floating in the sky, and the Chu land is also sad. > The guest writes in a sad style, beats drums, throws rice dumplings, and packs his clothes.
The boat rides on the waves, waving its oars and roaring wildly, drifting away from the past. , Sanlu should be peaceful.
Time flies by, and the wind and justice will last forever.
I have been homesick for the Mid-Autumn Festival and have been away from home for decades. Tonight, I have the hardest sleep. I wonder if there is a moon in the green willow pond next to the village. I send you my lovesickness on New Year's Eve. The lanterns in ancient times are gone. Only the Lantern Festival is still sweet. Yesterday's lovesickness shed tears. Wan'er returned home in my dream. Where did the sky open? How many times have we left the country? Clouds and dreams are like leaving horses, walking on fish beams, we must be endowed with jade to summon souls. The holy dynasty has nothing to do, many comings and goings, good travels, and friendships, few going. The road is full of dragons and boats. We are deliberately listening to the mountains and rivers. We mourn the king Sun Jing and think about Li Bai in front of his bed. Moonlight, suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. Saixiaqu Lu Lun The black geese fly high in the moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and roaring loudly; no one in the deep forest knows that the bright moon comes to shine.
Night Mooring at Maple Bridge Zhang Ji The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost. The river maple fish and fire face each other in sleepy state. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Qing Ping Tiao Li Bai The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold and the dew is thick; if we hadn't seen it on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai. Folk Song The moon crescents over Kyushu, and some families are happy and some are sad.
Several couples live together in tents, and some are scattered in other states. Staying in Tonglu River and sending me an old trip to Guangling. Meng Haoran The mountains are dark and the ape is sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night.
The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but I am reminiscing about my old travels.
I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. Traveling at night to write a book Du Fu The grass is fine and the breeze is blowing on the shore, and the raft is dangerous and the boat is alone at night.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. Isn't it famous for writing articles? Officials should retire due to old age and illness.
What does Piao Piao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls. Jinse by Li Shangyin The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. Untitled Li Shangyin It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
There is not much way to Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting. Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of beautiful buildings and jade houses.
It’s so cold at high places, dancing to clear the shadows, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred. When will we always be kind to each other? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to solve in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and enjoy the beauty of Chanjuan thousands of miles away.
*Poetry--Inspirational Ancient Style Li Shen Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death.
It’s noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.
Golden Threaded Clothes by Du Qiuniang I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth. Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.
Chang Ge Xing The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the morning dew and the setting sun. In the spring of Budeze, all things will be radiant.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves will turn yellow and wither. From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west? If a young man doesn't work hard, he will be sad! Miscellaneous Poems Tao Yuanming Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road.
Scattered and driven by the wind, this is no longer the case. We are brothers, why should we be close by flesh and blood? Have fun and have fun, fight and drink with your neighbors.
The prime years will never come again, and the morning will never come again. Be encouraged in time, time waits for no one.
*Poetry - Farewell Farewell Wang Wei Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will never return.
Weicheng Song Wang Wei The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
There are strange trees in the garden. There are strange trees in the garden, with lush green leaves. Climb the bar and break the glory, leaving behind what you thought.
The fragrance fills the sleeves, but the road is far away. This thing is not expensive, but I feel that it will last forever.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and clear. The full moon is regarded as a symbol of reunion and the emotional connection of literati.
The following are famous lines related to the bright moon and the Mid-Autumn Festival excerpted from poems from past dynasties. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
--Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
--Li Bai's "Guan Shan Yue" There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
--Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" There is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! --Zhang Jiuling, "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
--Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother-in-Law on a Moonlit Night" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
--Meng Haoran's "Autumn Night and Moonlight" On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
--Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" In the courtyard, crows roosted on the white trees, and the cold dew wet the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? --Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" The shadows of ten rounds of frost turn to the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely. --Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon" When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
-- Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will watch it again. The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the grass in the throat is humming and the grass is dew.
No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon.
--Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival" The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
-- Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Moon" The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
-- Mi Fu's "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" Hurry up to the west tower, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But if you call for a jade fiber flute and blow it, it will crack... If you have a long and round night like this, the favor may not be appreciated.
--Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong" Wait for the moon to raise your glass, and breathe out the fragrance of the bottle into the green sky. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
--Wen Tianxiang's "Return to Dong Tiju to Initiate the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet" The boat was moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the full moon was seen when starting towards the long bridge. Gradually, you can see the smoke and floating grass in the distance, and suddenly you are in front of the falling eaves of a high pavilion.
--Xu Wei's "Ten."
9. Ancient poems about festivals
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty's "Moon on the 15th of August" The full moon flies into the mirror, and the sword returns to the heart.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the osmanthus and look up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair. On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pond.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Looking to the northwest, where is the moon? To the southeast, the moon is full.
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. Poems about the Dragon Boat Festival and Dragon Boat Festival Zhang Lei Jingdu is deeply saddened by the injustice of thousands of years, but the loyal soul can never be restored once it is gone.
What will happen now that the country is dead and the body is dead? Only Lisao is left in the world. It's already the Dragon Boat Festival. It's dark and dark in the wind and rain on the Dragon Boat Festival. Miluo has nowhere to hang the heroes' spirits.
The flowers and hair of the sea and pomegranates smile at each other, even if there is no wine, they are still awake alone. At noon, I watched the competition at the ferry side. The tribute dragons were horrified by the dragons on the upper reaches of the water. I didn't know it was a Mulan boat.
The cloud flags are hunting over the Qing and Han Dynasties, and the thunder and drums are noisy in the Yin Biliu. Qu Zi’s wronged soul lives on forever, and the customs of Chu Country remain to this day.
Jiang Ting spends his spare time at high gatherings, drunkenly sarcastic and distraught. Poems about the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th recall that Wang Wei, a brother from Shandong (Tang Dynasty), was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives even more during the festival.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Climbing up the mountain in nine days (Tang Dynasty) Du Mujianghan Han Qiuying geese first flew, and he and his guests brought pots to the green Wei.
It is rare in this world to smile, and you must return with your head full of chrysanthemums. But I will be drunk as a reward for the festival, and I will not come to hate the sunset.
This has been the case throughout the ages. Why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes? It will happen on September 10th (Tang Dynasty). Li Bai climbed up yesterday and raised his wine cup again today.
Why is the chrysanthemum so bitter? It suffers from these two double suns. An ancient poem about the Spring Festival in Tianjia Yuan Dynasty (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran fought back to the north last night, and now he is rising from the east; I am already strong, and I have no income but still worry about the farmers.
The father plows the fields, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe; the Tian family controls the climate, and the mother-in-law says that this year will be good. "Selling Dementia Poems" (Tang Dynasty) Fan Cheng was late at night on New Year's Eve and no one was sleeping, and he was tired of being dull and waiting for the new year; the children called out to walk along the long street, and there was a cloud of dementia calling people to sell.
"New Year's Eve" (Tang Dynasty) The concern about the arrival of the swan has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night. I am so sad that after the sound of the rooster has stopped at dawn, I will be haggard and see the spring breeze again.
An ancient poem about the Lantern Festival "Kyoto Lantern Festival" (Yuan Dynasty) Yuan Haowen is dressed in colorful robes and makeup everywhere, and the lights on the six streets are noisy for children. What do I do with my long gown? It’s also in the laughter of tourists.
The moon is full of ice, the lamps are burning on the land and the sea, and people are stepping on the spring sun.
Three beautiful things can only be rewarded, but four ruthless things can only be hated and difficult to survive. What I'm afraid of is the dim lights, the silence and desolation, the south tower in the corner, and the west wing under the moon.
"The New Year's Eve in Bianjing" (Ming Dynasty) Li Mengyang, a Zhongshan boy, leans on his new makeup, while Zheng's daughter Yanji is the only one who excels in the show. Singing together at King Xian's Chun Yue Mansion, the moon outside the Golden Liang Bridge is like frost.
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th night of August" saw the moon in the dust and felt at ease, it was a fairy mansion in the clear autumn. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should be melancholy on this day.
"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty.