Dragon Boat Festival Poems about the Legend of the White Snake 1. Seek poems and songs about the Legend of the White Snake
When the White Snake first went down Mount Emei, he sat opposite Qingfeng. The white snake sees the West Lake water at first sight, and the girl swims like a flower in a colorful cloud.
it's not kindness not to admire prosperity, but to love all kinds of spring in the West Lake. Who knows that the wave is in the same boat, and it is the master of Sansheng Stone.
the rain and dew first settled on the upper edge of the lake, and they still made their home by the lake. If you try to help the world by refining the elixir, you will be a mandarin duck and a fairy.
some people are jealous of the poor harp, but the sad songs are silent. It's all because the Buddha is too stupid to believe that Yuanyang can stay alone.
There is anger and thunder in my heart, and there is sorrow in the south of the Yangtze River. Zero rain came from the dark, and the tide flew down Zhenjiang.
the rainbow is dazzling and the clouds are low, and millions of fish and dragons are playing in the sky. The most pitying heart is full of courage, and the peers are empty-handed.
The Leifeng Tower closes the heavy door, hoping to get revenge. Up to this year, there are aftershocks, and Guangling Chaotun Jinshan Temple.
whoever remembers the vicissitudes of life, Lei Feng has become the wind. When the West Lake is completely dry, there should be a rebirth here.
2. Poems about lady white snake
1. When the West Lake is completely dry, there should be a second life here. (The full text is as follows)
Ode to the story of the white snake
The white snake first went down Mount Emei and sat opposite the Qingfeng. The white snake sees the West Lake water at first sight, and the girl swims like a flower in a colorful cloud.
it's not kindness not to admire prosperity, but to love all kinds of spring in the West Lake. Who knows that the wave is in the same boat, and it is the master of Sansheng Stone.
the rain and dew first settled on the upper edge of the lake, and they still made their home by the lake. If you try to help the world by refining the elixir, you will be a mandarin duck and a fairy.
some people are jealous of the poor harp, but the sad songs are silent. It's all because the Buddha is too stupid to believe that Yuanyang can stay alone.
There is anger and thunder in my heart, and there is sorrow in the south of the Yangtze River. Zero rain came from the dark, and the tide flew down Zhenjiang.
the rainbow is dazzling and the clouds are low, and millions of fish and dragons are playing in the sky. The most pitying heart is full of courage, and the peers are empty-handed.
The Leifeng Tower closes the heavy door, hoping to get revenge. Up to this year, there are aftershocks, and Guangling Chaotun Jinshan Temple.
whoever remembers the vicissitudes of life, Lei Feng has become the wind. When the West Lake is completely dry, there should be a rebirth here.
2. It's half mortal and half immortal, and the moth's eyebrows have been empty for a thousand years.
it is difficult to break the world when the bridge is broken, but the front edge of Xizi Lake continues.
gossip about the legend of the white snake during the Dragon Boat Festival
Contemporary Jiucai deer
talk about Xu Xian during the Dragon Boat Festival, and meet with an umbrella and red thread.
I am sincerely moved by White Snake, and it is also because of kindness.
3. lady white snake
One
Emei jumped to the West Lake, putting on makeup and loving painting.
I've promised to borrow an umbrella in the rain, and the Red Chamber recruits me as a fairy.
Second
Fahai has many malicious tricks, and the love between husband and wife is tempered.
Lingzhi grass is harvested from dangerous peaks, and water overflows Jinshan to fight demons.
Third,
I hate Fahai's golden bowl, and I hate Lei Feng's lock on Bai E even more.
Xiaoqing was so happy that the family sang a round song in the mirror.
Xiaoqing
The guardian of love is a hero, with a pair of swords.
Every time I see injustice, I am angry: Look at my knife, ungrateful person!
Xu Xian
borrowed an umbrella in the rain to form a strange relationship, and he accidentally passed through fog and smoke.
Fahai tried all his tricks in vain, and the situation was even more beautiful after the robbery.
it's half mortal and half immortal, and the moth's eyebrows have been empty for a thousand years.
it is difficult to break the world when the bridge is broken, but the front edge of Xizi Lake continues.
Xiaoqing's nature is naive, and he is brave enough to risk his life.
I want to kill a loser by drawing my sword, but I don't understand Sister Bai's kindness for a hundred days.
I hate hurting heaven, law and barbarians, and Buddhism and Zen sweep the floor.
Bai Niang suffered a short loss, but failed to destroy the golden mountain.
I am amazed at the sad and beautiful articles of my predecessors, and the snake heart was originally lingering.
There is another towering Leifeng Tower by the lake, and the word deserved it should be passed down forever.
deserved it: see Lu Xun's On the Fall of the Leifeng Pagoda
3. Is there any poem about praising the white snake
1 The broken bridge vaguely remembers the bleak look back and the two faces of become a butterfly a thousand years ago, and the forgetting of the Sichuan River, the forgetting of the hometown and the drinking of Meng Po Tang. There are six tears in my eyes. Today, the white snake who has practiced for thousands of years has been drinking loneliness and lovesickness for thousands of years from a distant time and space with tears.
I just wanted to find the tears of love, and I just wanted to fade away the charm of being grafted by the secular world with that distant infatuation. Really, I like the encounter of an umbrella at first sight, which wakes up the memories that have been sleeping for thousands of years inexplicably, so I cross the maze of life and rejoice in the heat of a broken bridge, dry the rain on my wet cheeks, and walk hand in hand with a smile. Finally, I know, The silk umbrella that sheltered the rain was originally like your pure eyes, revealing a reincarnation of become a butterfly. It seems that the drugstore has a wish, so that I will be fascinated by the moon with you in the world, listen to the fragrance of the full pool for the second time, or add a rhyme to the prescription and then grow a love, which will touch thousands of kind creatures in Qian Qian. So, the teardrop I want is intoxicated and I don't know where to go. It always hopes to be in the bright moon breeze. Forget past lives's melancholy happiness in the west lake where the willows are lingering, and you and I will look at each other's tears outside the drugstore or in the room, and let it live, to feel the smile of colorful sunshine and the romantic flow of butterflies blooming lilacs. I really want to tell you that it is a conspiracy. I have been worried about this Dragon Boat Festival for thousands of years, and that tear has been turning in my eyes, but you can't bear it. This Dragon Boat Festival, I don't know how to drink all the three cups of realgar wine on the drugstore table that you carefully prepared for me. The affectionate demon and the kind-hearted people will so innocently bury our thousand-year-old attachment in past lives in a few cups of turbid wine and a long-planned chuckle. I still want to hold hands with you for half my life. I also want to see if the silk umbrella that covers the rain is still beautiful with the heat of our first broken bridge. Is it still beautiful like a willow by the lake? You have left, but it's just that the split crack in the middle of the bridge can be made up. Why should I lose my mind in the sadness of this broken bridge? I still want to hold hands with you for half a life, just half a life, okay? I can't forget how difficult it is to steal Ganoderma lucidum. Perhaps it is a sad reenactment of previous lives. I deeply remember that the clouds on that day were burned red, and a single white snake fought with the powerful cranes for dozens of reincarnation without fear. When the hope and truth of a narrow escape touched God, I flew back all over and took the Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass from the yellow road at the junction of life and death. The person who pulled me back to my life and death forlornly saw your gentle and apologetic smile again. The tears of my love surged in my eyes with sad happiness. 5 I really want to turn my heart into two pieces and keep one miserable for myself. The other one I have modulated the temperature through the top of the golden mountain that imprisons your freedom. It may be scarred if you put it in your arms lightly, but it is still infatuated, sincere and kind. It's still like the drizzle when we first met and the weeping willows in the face of the wind. I'm no longer a demon of the tea in those pharmacies and the smiles at each other. I can't bear to recall the demagogic realgar wine and Ganoderma lucidum that came back to life. I can't bear to recall only the heat of the broken bridge, which is still vivid since you left. Her sorrow is always like the tears I bounced off, just as our children came into the world crying. I can pin all my hopes on him. I am a man who is committed to life and death. I will soothe my still desolate heart with the seventh tear I have been searching for. When the golden bowl of Leifeng Tower broke my dream, it was the full moon in the sky on July 7, and we could have gone to the lake to feel the bright moon and breeze or snuggled up to the stars in the sky hand on the broken bridge. I don't want to be so sad when I agree on the happiness of three lives in each other's heartbeat. Although this cold Leifeng Tower is hard, it can't stop my love for thousands of years. I am no longer a seductive white snake essence. Why do you use this power of one thousand pounds to destroy our estranged love that was bred on that broken bridge? If that broken bridge really just broke our sad sigh, who likes such untouchable eye-to-eye love? Is it always the crying of a solo butterfly at night and the sad smile next door during the day? 7 The colorful bridge transcends the eternal sadness and finally ends the process of regret and the last loneliness on an immortal night. Thank God for giving the lovers who have been watching for thousands of years when the years are old. The opportunity to hold hands again is still like this. On July 7, the moonlight is like a broken bridge and compounded into a seven-color rainbow bridge. A pair of lovers who are committed to life and death smile and walk together on the bridge. They are surrounded by dancing colorful butterflies------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Guanyin's words, tears on earth, sickness and death hate dispersion; More than half a step, fireflies Mars, lay down their lives to help each other; Passing through the boat, forgetting the feelings, but being ruthless.
broken bridges, broken oil umbrellas, and borrowing them to continue the front; Forget Dan, earthly love, and return to the fairy; No root water, try the cliff, and eventually be infatuated with the fairy; It's difficult to get rich, and I like to become attached, and my career is tied up with two wishes. Dragon Boat Festival wine, lover's soul, seeking medicine to fight monks to save their husbands; Jinshan water, mood hatred, indifferent magic block; Buddha moved, love gave birth to tears, and thousands of long-cherished wishes were buried; Umbrella in the tower, sun outside the temple, Leifeng sweeps away all the empty love.
if you save a life, you will still have a whole life. whoever will sing the last song of the shemale will do it all.
4. The more allusions and legends about the Dragon Boat Festival, the better (don't talk about Qu Yuan and White Snake)
Since the Ming Dynasty, the custom of eating sugar thoroughly has been circulating in Huai 'an.
according to legend, there was a small tea shop in Huai' an city in the Ming dynasty. There were two people in the shop, a girl named Lianer, who was only sixteen years old, was ingenious and made good cakes. The small tea shop is full of customers every day.
The fame of small shops is getting bigger and bigger, and the business is getting better and better, which makes the owners of big-name tea shops angry. One day, they brought together the tea and food industry in the whole city, and Lianer's father was invited. A big shopkeeper first spoke: "Dragon Boat Festival is coming, so we should think about it. Can we make a novel and unique cake that is not available in other places?" Other shopkeepers responded in succession: "Yes, yes!" After a pause, someone winked at Lianer's father and said, "Oh, I almost forgot! Your Lianer girl has a clever mind and exquisite craftsmanship. Why don't you ask her to flip through the tricks and show her one hand to her peers when you go back? ！” Lianer's father knew that these people were playing tricks on him. I had to answer vaguely: "It's difficult."
Lianer's father went back and told the girl about it. Lianer said; "They want to play a trick on me, but I'll show them something!" Lotus spent the whole night thinking, and the next day began to gather all kinds of crumbs accumulated from selling cakes at ordinary times, weigh them, calculate their weight, add some fresh flour, and knead them into big dough. Then cut into small squares, and then draw a shallow groove along the center of each block with a knife. Immediately set fire to the pot, add sesame oil, fry it in the oil, fish it up and put it on the wire to dry, then put it in a porcelain dish, pour it with white sugar, osmanthus and rose halogen, and mix it.
The next day, Lotus opened the big porcelain dish and saw that the cake had been soaked in the sweet juice for a whole day, and most of the marinade had infiltrated into it, which had become soft and crisp. She picked it up with chopsticks and tasted it. Ah! Sweet and fragrant, crisp and sticky, how refreshing! She shouted to the store with great joy: "Dad, it worked!" Father came running to have a look. Lianer picked up a piece of cake with chopsticks and handed it into his mouth. When he tasted it, he was really pleasantly surprised. He asked the girl, "What's the name of this new cake? Lotus son thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it' transparent sugar', because all the sugar and bittern seep into the cake!" Father nodded frequently: "called' transparent sugar'?" Ok! "
Two days before the Dragon Boat Festival, Toutang in Lianer Store came on the market. It is the only one in the city, and there is no other branch. Customers feel fresh, vying to buy a taste, and everyone is full of praise. For five or six days in a row, as soon as the candy was taken to the store, it was quickly sold out.
As soon as the news spread, the shopkeepers of big tea shops who originally wanted to play tricks on Lianer were not convinced, but in order to make money in business, they had to bite the bullet and ask Lianer for advice. They all make transparent sugar according to the method taught by Lotus, and a large number of them are suitable for the market. Since then, it has become a folk custom in Huai 'an for every household to eat sugar thoroughly during the Dragon Boat Festival.
5. Poems about the Dragon Boat Festival
1. Legendary stories (illustrative stories)
(1) Qu Yuan threw himself into the river
In order to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan, residents threw many rice (zongzi) wrapped in bamboo leaves into the river to prevent Qu Yuan's body from being eaten by fish and shrimp, and competed to row boats (dragon boats).
(2) Cao E's search for her father's body
Cao E, a filial daughter of the Eastern Han Dynasty, died because her father drowned in the river. At the age of fourteen, she cried along the river. After seventeen days, her father's body was still missing. It was a touching story that she threw herself into the river on May 1, and five days later, the two bodies folded and floated, which was sacrificed to the villagers.
(3) Legend of the White Snake
It is said that lady white snake, the white snake, married Xu Xian in return for his kindness. It is said that the white snake drank realgar wine on the Dragon Boat Festival and almost showed a snake shape. Together with the plot of the white snake in Fahai and the flooded Jinshan Temple, it is a well-known folk opera.
(4) The anniversary of Wu Zixu's death
It is said that after Wu Zixu helped Wu to attack Chu, He Lv, the king of Wu, died, and Fu Cha succeeded to the throne. The king of Yue won the battle, and the king of Yue asked for peace. Wu Zixu fought the main battle, but Fu Cha did not listen to the treacherous court official, giving Wu Zixu suicide and throwing his body into the river on May 5. Since then, people have sacrificed Wu Zixu on the Dragon Boat Festival.
Second, related customs
The Dragon Boat Festival is also called the Mid-Day Festival, because after the fifth month of the lunar calendar, the weather is getting hotter, so mosquitoes and flies breed, and infectious diseases are easy to occur, so the ancients called May an "evil month" or a "poisonous month". By the Dragon Boat Festival, the sun is the hottest and all kinds of poisons come out. The ancients used five kinds of plants-Acorus calamus, wormwood, pomegranate flower, garlic and Shandan-to remove all kinds of poison, which can be said to be the ancient health festival in China. After the founding of the Republic of China, it was designated as "Summer Festival", and it was also called "Poet's Day" to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan. The Dragon Boat Festival is called "Pujie" because every household hangs calamus to ward off evil spirits.
Selected Poems of the Dragon Boat Festival
Duanwu (Tang) Literary Show
The festival is divided into the Dragon Boat Festival, which is rumored to be Qu Yuan throughout the ages; I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, and I can't wash it straight. Seven laws. Dragon Boat Festival (Tang Dynasty) Yin Yaofan's youth festival is more affectionate, but when he is old, he knows that he will feel emotional; It doesn't work, but it's good to pray for wine and wine. The temples add white heads day by day, and the pomegranate shines bright every year; Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in a few names.
Jingdu Song (Excerpt) (Tang) Zhang Jianfeng
On May 5th, it was sunny and sunny, and Yang Hua circled the river to crow the eagle; Before the monarch left the county, he heard the harmony on the river early; Make sure that you are always on time, Ma Qian.