Regardless of ancient and modern times, the theme of festivals has always been the trend of poetry creation. The following are some poems I collected on the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival. Welcome to read and enjoy them.
Lantern Festival poem on the 15th day of the first month 1
That moment
You come from ancient times.
Through five thousand years of history.
You still glow with youthful brilliance.
A long runway
Recorded the civilization of China.
Vast xinghai
Condensed the eternal blood.
Zhan
Express your affection.
Riddles and rows of riddles
Cut out a piece of spring scenery
Round moon
Take China's children.
Xiaoyuanxiao
Released the endless love of the family.
Wander in a foreign land
I feel infinite sadness for you.
Lovers' thoughts
Like a starry sea.
Endless complaints
Homesickness has doubled.
Unknown way
Eternal samsara infatuation does not change.
How many literati and poets?
Sing about the time you have passed.
sink
Entangled with the feelings of generations of sages
How many classic poems are there?
Described your grand occasion
A happy reunion/gathering
It's your eternal demeanor.
As a child
Chasing you all over the street with lanterns.
grow up to an adult
You arouse infinite emotions in my heart.
It is the fragrance of history.
Let me connect you with reality.
Dare not keep your beauty to yourself.
Open your mind and wifi your inside information.
The fifteenth day of the first month
I can't forget the tune of Selling Tangyuan.
Pocoyo
Memory always echoes the original monologue of life.
Round "Yuanxiao"
Spread out all the lifestyles
expositive
It is full of longing and a bright future.
The moon has risen.
The round lights lit up the holiday lights.
Neon lights sparkle.
Holding my feelings, my thoughts wander ...
Poem 2 of Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month
The new year has passed the new year.
Eat glutinous rice balls in the New Year.
Tangyuan was sent away for another year.
Welcome the sweetness of family.
The fun of solve riddles on the lanterns with red lanterns.
The fire tree and silver flowers provoked Chang 'e to dance.
Fireworks in full bloom have blossomed for a year.
The moon on the Lantern Festival reflects a happy smiling face.
Lion dance and dragon lantern dance are a celebration in the hearts of the people.
A party of small cars and dry boats going abroad
The ghost on stilts will trample on the joy of the market.
Lantern Festival ushered in the beginning of a year-long festival.
After this day, I am far away from the New Year.
Firecrackers can't be insured casually
The days are short, and the taste of the year is normal.
Lantern Festival is the dividing line between New Year and ordinary days.
On the fifteenth day of the first month, Lantern Festival poem 3
Fireworks, fireworks
The wahoo is decorated with silver flowers.
Draw a branch into a cloud
Zhong Wang Li
Xin yuan Zhan Cai pai
yangge
The long street is full of spring.
Henghuizi brilliant red
Spring thunder of gongs and drums
Slow dance and clear song
Festival lanterns (displayed on the Lantern Festival)
Qianjia Deng Yinghong
Prosperity.
warm braw
The streets are full of fragrant faces.
On the fifteenth day of the first month, there were four poems about Lantern Festival.
Spend the Lantern Festival with your heart.
Boil a pot of tears
Sweetness and astringency
Flowing from the bottom of my heart
The moon touched the sensitive place of the years.
Love is crying in a bowl.
Chopsticks stand up
Walk into the old hut
I make Yuanxiao.
Pile up soil, add water and mud.
A strong desire
The stone rolled painfully.
Father sat in the field chatting with the sun.
Forget that winter is long gone.
He laughed at the stupidity of spring.
Bring no food.
Fight with the living
The wind blew away the prayers.
The sun swaggered around.
Tell stories in spring.
Make faces in summer
Bow in autumn.
I can't sleep in winter.
Green touches the dust of my lost soul.
The sun whipped my steps.
Bitterness whispers against the chest.
Flap your wings.
The wind messed up my mood.
I tripped in a nightmare.
Leave in a hurry
Forgot to write down the age of my hometown
Yibie
Father always lives in wet soil.
From the rich
The round red heart was soaked with sweat.
moon
You brought me back to my motherland.
Let me taste the tears again
father
Look at the sky today.
Life is laughter.
Joy is rippling.
I am your soul.
Your blood is still flowing (editor in chief: deputy editor)