Candlelight poetry

A poem that begins with "candle"

1, candles go out, lotus flowers wither and raindrops are fragrant. -from Tang Meng Haoran's "Sitting Pavilion at the Beginning of Entry, Wang Huai Senior Colonel Book"

2, candlelight in the morning, Xiangqiu Lanfang. -from the Han dynasty, anonymous "four-character poem"

3, Candle dragon bit fire flying, flat windless, boiling at sea. -Excerpted from Tang Yan's "Bitter and Hot Travel"

4, frost shaking grass, candle lighting. -from Tang Wang Changling "Send a servant to the Royal Brother"

The poem at the end of Candle

1, Caotang lives in Linggu and is diligent in poetry. -Excerpted from Lingyan Temple by Tang Xuelingzhi.

2. If you are invited to hold a candle on a cold night, you must always think of the Year of Flowers and Willow. -Excerpted from Five Poems Difficult to Walk by Don Helan Jin Ming.

3, sedentary selling silver candles, more sorrow and less jade. -from Tang Buxie's Homesickness.

The moon is a candle to open an account, and the cloud is a bridge to cross the river. -Excerpt from Tanabata in Qingjiang, Tang Dynasty

5, darkness without candle, three poisons drive each other. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

6. The world is dismissive of adversity, and hopes will go out like the light of a candle. -From "Beauty" by Tang Du Fu

7. The moon is as bright as a candle, and the bamboo moves when it is windy and frosty. -Excerpted from Don Wei Wu Ying's "Living Alone in Autumn with Zanzi"

8, put out the pillow candle, buckle and smell night fishing. -Su Wuyang, written by Tang Menghao, is this thing.

9. The red candle stopped in the bridal chamber last night, waiting for Tang Xiao to visit the bride. —— Excerpted from "Try Zhang Jishui Department" by Tang Zhuyu.

10, gradually decreasing like a candle and flowing like a river dragon. -Excerpted from Tang Hanshan's Poems 330.

1 1, the night candle is on the evening star, and the veil is hidden in the eyebrow moon. -Excerpt from "Reading Candles" by Liang in the early Tang Dynasty

12, I couldn't bear to sleep in autumn, and I moved my tears to Xiang Qiu screen. -Excerpted from Cao Qingxue Qin's "Farewell, Autumn Window Storm"

13. If you lean against the door, you dare to open it, but you dare not blow out the candles. -Excerpted from Song Luyou's Storm on October 28th.