Poems about the Spring Festival Lantern Festival

The poems of Spring Festival Lantern Festival are as follows:

1, Zhongshan Ruzi leans on the new makeup, and the daughter Yanji is good at playing alone. Sing Wang Xianchun Yuefu together, and the moon outside the golden beam bridge is like frost. Li Mengyang's Bianjing Far West

2. I was pitying the Millennium fire tree, and suddenly I saw the clear glow reflecting the moon. There was still water when I went out to sea, and my sleeves were all cold. Tang Shunzhi, author of Yuan Xi Ying Yong Bing Deng

3. See the lotus boat on the Lantern Festival, and the BMW car receives the cymbals. Jiang Baishi's Poems

4, jade leaks silver pot and is not in a hurry, the iron lock is fully open. Who can do nothing on the moon? Where can I smell the light? Cui Ye's Last Night

The moon without lights is not entertaining, and the moon without lights is not spring. Spring is everywhere, just like the lady seen here. On a bright moonlit night, flashing lanterns set off the moon like pure silver. The streets are full of Zhu Cui swimming around the girls in the village, singing songs and competing with the social gods. How can you get rid of this wonderful moment if you don't show your respect and smile? Lantern Festival in Tang Yin

6. Wearing Hanfu, the lights on Sixth Street make children angry. I am just a gown, and I am also in the laughter of tourists. "Kyoto Far West" by Yuan Haowen

7. I heard that Chang 'an has a good night light, and BMW carves wheels like clouds. Yuan Xi, the capital of Linjiang County, was written by Mao Kun.

8. Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at 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 Yuan Xi

9. Draw the eyebrows in the mirror lightly and worship Lou Xiyue deeply. When people leave the city, they gradually enter the season of sadness. Liu Kezhuang's Yuan Zaju "Chen Jing Search".