1, a poem about New Year's Eve: "On New Year's Eve" Wen Song Tianxiang: Dry Kunkong, the years continue; The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow. Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten; There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.
2. Poetry about the Spring Festival: "January Day" Wang Song Anshi: Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth to Tu Su, and every family always replaces new peaches with old ones every day.
3. Poems about the Lantern Festival: "Yuanxi" Song Ouyang Xiu: Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about 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.
4. Poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day: "Tomb-Sweeping Day" Tang Du Mu: It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
5. Poems about the Dragon Boat Festival: "Dragon Boat Festival" Tang Wenxiu: The solar terms are divided into the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is rumored that it is Qu Yuan throughout the ages; I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.
6. Poems about Tanabata: Tanabata songs: There are starry sky in the corner, and the family laughs and holds a red banquet. We should thank Nvzhu for writing Tan Lang's wonderful article. Fragrant curtains are clustered in rows, and gold needles are put on to worship Chanjuan. If you don't report the copper pot, you will know, and you will be sad for another year.
7. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival: Mid-Autumn Moon and Song Su Shi: The clouds are cold and the silver and the Chinese turn to the jade plate silently. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
8. Double Ninth Festival poem: "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang: Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice during the festival, and I know where my brothers are climbing, and I am short of one person everywhere.