Ancient poems about the dragon raising its head on February 2nd include
1. Qijue
Tang·Bai Juyi
On February 2nd, it rained and the grass sprouted Cai Jia is born for a while.
The young man wears a light shirt and a fine horse, and his hair is crossed in a row.
On February 2nd, the sky is clear after the rain, the earth is full of vitality, and grasses are sprouting. It is a perfect time for an outing. A group of young men wearing light shirts and leading horses were walking slowly, giving a poetic and picturesque atmosphere full of spring.
2. February 2nd
Li Shangyin of Tang Dynasty
On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing.
The flowers, whiskers and willow eyes are all bad, and the purple butterflies and wasps all have feelings.
Wan Li returned to Liangjing in Yuan Dynasty and worked in Yafu camp for three years.
The new beach is full of tourists, and the sound of rain at night can be heard in the wind.
The water in the spring river rises and the water flows in the new beach. To the ears of ordinary spring tourists, it is naturally a joyful and sweet song of spring. The desolate sound constantly stirred up my sorrow.
3. On February 2nd, there was a poem at the banquet
Song Dynasty·He Zhu
Zhongxuan He rushed to Jingzhou, and Xie Huilian had to stay even less.
It is said that it is the Vegetable Picking Festival on the second day, and a bottle of chat will relieve the worries of salary.
The grass and trees are beautiful to the people, and it is a pleasure to travel to Guo, Jiangshan and other places.
Winning wine and composing poems started from then on, and it is an old saying that is popular among seniors.
Spring comes to the earth, flowers, trees and everything are renewed. Taking advantage of the warm spring weather, why not just chat and compose poems, drink wine and have fun, and talk romantically.
4. Going out of the suburbs on February 2nd
Song Dynasty·Wang Tinghan
When the sun was about to rise, the fog disappeared in the river city and the rain fell lightly.
The sky suddenly turned into a clear mountain curtain, and the clouds still contained stone clothes.
Orioles speak in the north and south of Yancun, and purple swallows fly high and low in the wheat field.
Who knows this music like the Tian family, who calls his children to play the flute and ride back across the oxen?
The mountain village shrouded in mist, with the chirping of oriole, everything is full of life. Such pastoral joy is really one of the great joys of life.
5. It rains heavily during the Vegetable Picking Festival on February 2nd
Zhang Lei of the Song Dynasty
It has been a long time since I made rice soup with mustard and coriander in the south, and the festival is still in the mud. OK.
I want to see the good vegetables in my hometown and the sound of a windlass in a patch of spring water.