Author Xin Qiji Dynasty Song Dynasty
The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night. More blowing down, the stars are 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.
Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.
Sheng Chazi·Yuan Xiu
Author Ouyang Xiu Dynasty Song Dynasty
On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.
The moon is above the willow branches, and people are meeting after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I can’t see the person from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears.
Watching lanterns on the 15th night
Author Wang Xi, Tang Dynasty
On Jinwu night, I can see the spring of fire and trees.
Stop the car next to the bright moon and ride into the world of mortals.
The prostitutes' songs are the best, and the dances are updated when the scene changes.
You should remember that no one will come.
On the fifteenth night of the first lunar month
Author Su Weiwei, Tang Dynasty
Fire trees and silver flowers bloom together, and the iron locks of the star bridge open.
The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person.
All the entertainers are wearing plums, and all the singing is falling.
Jinwu can’t control the night, and the jade leaks don’t urge each other.
Poems about lamps