Ancient poems about Double Ninth Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival and Tomb-Sweeping Day.

On May 5th, the Dragon Boat Festival (May), the Qu family was dead, and the Chu people could not bear it. Why not slander, but want to be a dragon? Hate before death, not after death. Yuan Xiang Bi Tan Shui wants to see the striker. Striving for the Dragon Boat Festival (Zhang Lei) has been deeply saddened for thousands of years, and the loyal soul has gone and returned. The country died today, leaving only Li Sao in the world. It's already the Dragon Boat Festival (Beiqiong), the storm is over and the sun is shining, and Miluo has nowhere to hang. Liu Hua should laugh at each other and wake up alone without wine. I watched the game (Bian Gong) in the upper reaches of Longshui in the afternoon, but I didn't know it was a Mulan boat. Yun Qi hunted Han Qing, thunder and drums were loud, and Yin Biliu. Qu Zi's ghost died in ancient times, and the legacy of Chu Township has survived to this day. In his spare time, Jiang Ting talked loudly, got drunk and was cynical. In the afternoon, Chuzhou (Tang Xianzu) was banned from writing a cup of calamus and bamboo leaves, and Pengcheng Cao Fang turned back for the first time. I know Qu Yuan doesn't like Oujiang River, so why should the people pay tribute to Qu Yuan on such a luxurious Dragon Boat Festival? Choose one (Chen Zilong) on the 5th, the water will be long in May, and the clouds will remain. It's hard to find money, some people are gorgeous, and there are several astro boys traveling. Pearl curtain pillow, lotus pond, harpsichord, kite, boat. I plan to peek at the foot of the temple in Longjia and pity the head of Haixi in Jiangbei. Five silk (Tang Chu Chaoyang) spread Chu customs, cut down bamboo and argued with silk. Deep underwater rest, congratulations to Japan and China. The quality is excellent, and Ma Biji is beautiful. Splendid new paragraph, lamb sleeps old poem. But who recommended Quyuan Temple for the Dragon Boat Festival? When wine arrives, Miluo is far away. Giving clothes at the end of the day (Tang Du Fu) Palace clothes are also known as Dragon Boat Festival glory. The fragrant silk is spun into fine kudzu vine, and the soft wind blows as white as new snow. From the sky, rain and dew are mixed, but in the heat, it is very cool to wear it. The length of the clothes in the palace is all combined with the mind, and I will bear the hospitality of the emperor all my life. Dragon Boat Festival (Tang) Dragon Boat Festival is in midsummer. When the weather is fine, it will become longer. Salt plum has been used as a tripod and has been sung ever since. The ancients left traces of things, and the years were long. When Xuan knows that there are many flowers and flowers, he has a faint scent of water. Living together for trillions of years, the princes are immortal. Loyalty, if not replaced, will make Fang Kun come from behind. Ministers at the three banquets of the Dragon Boat Festival found the word "God" (Don Li Longji), which means the number of days in May, and the five-tone Xia Jun passed, and everything was called God. Acupoint pillow is connected with gas field, and filament continues to live. The four seasons compete skillfully, and nine jiaozi compete for novelty. Fang Dian is near the Chinese Festival, and the round palace feasts elegant ministers. It is a long story with six meanings. The femur and humerus are good at singing, and the phoenix can also sing. Poetry of Crossing the River (Don Zhao Lu) Xi Shi thought about the Dragon Boat Festival for a long time and looked at the engine in front of the inn building. When encouraged, the thunder is weak and the snow is smaller than the animal's head. The rushing waves highlight people's attention, and the jumping waves compete for the birds to fly back. Kong Lung didn't believe me, so he won the championship. Huanxisha (Su Song) perspires slightly and turns blue. Bathing vanilla at Dragon Boat Festival in Ming Dynasty. Qingchuan is full of fragrance. The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the fine print hangs Lv Yun obliquely. Beautiful women meet for a thousand years. Qi Tianle (Song Yang blameless) ignored Huang Meiyu. Extraordinary side and every five. Corn covered with gold, grass covered with jade, the scenery is still beautiful. Shirt Ai Hu. There are many hairpin Zhu Fu, and the arms are wrapped in red wisps. Float powder and fragrant cotton, call the wind silk to fan the small window at noon. Shen has gone far away, so he advises you to stop drinking and get nostalgic. It's better to whisper warblers and knock on the elephant board slowly than to read the chapters of Li Sao. The darkness of lotus fragrance. Gradually introduced to Tao Tao, intoxicated in the depths. Listen to the river head and draw a boat drum. Bodhisattva Man (Song Chenyi) divided the millet. Cut the colored silk and thread it through the velvet rope. Yellow calamus at the beginning of May every year. The master is kind and upright. I like this scene. When are you going to play in Shanjia? Artemisia annua has three or four flowers. Fisherman Ao (Song Ouyang Xiu) is enchanting in May. The green poplars drooped because of the rain. Five-color new silk package jiaozi. Gold plate delivery. Give birth to a model, give birth to a twin phoenix. It's time to bathe the orchids. Acorus calamus wine is beautiful and clear Huang Li in the leaves occasionally gets it. Yusong was too careless and broke the dream of the screen window. Nian Nujiao (Yi) remembers the old customs of Chu Xiang, the sorrow of millet and the festival of loyalty and righteousness. Who is pulling a snow in thousands of feet and washing some souls away? Award-winning children, HongLing wrapped his arms, telling many stories every year. Dragon boat races, flags beating drums and arrogance. Who reads the lyrics, the guest is romantic, the calamus peach willow, and the boudoir shop. Chewing Levi contains Shang Tao Yaxing, which is like entertainment in a year. Green apricot garden, a bottle of boiled wine, should be watered with sorrow. Nanxun should let go and blow away your sadness. Xi (Shang) Meilin rested first. At first glance, the sea durian competes for the season. Corn covered with gold, cattail cut jade, this is a feast. A clever fight defeats a teenager, and a jade wrist binds colored silk. Look at the dragon boats in pairs, the waves are rough. It's amazing. Where it is difficult to draw, waves are aroused and snow is flying in the lake. Draw drums and thunder, red flag and lightning, and win the championship. Looking at the sunset in the water, you can also see the bamboo curtain hanging high. Go home late, take the lotus ten miles, and bend the new moon. Huaxindong (Song Dynasty) is thick in summer, with bamboo shoots becoming poles and pomegranate just climbing. As the saying goes, if you cut Joan, you will get another year's pay. Bao Wan wears a jade wrist and colored silk very hard. It's better to have a dragon boat race, and the champion will win. Who should say this? On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, tourists are different. Now that the outcome has been divided, let's have some joys and sorrows and have a rest. There is no strong yang at the end, and there is no life and death at the beginning. Bottom, why ask for more tips. He Xinlang (He Zhiren, Vae) passed on the old customs to Jingchu. The algae in Zhenjiang and Meiyan multiply in summer, making it a busy noon. What happened to Menai Chai Fu? Pay that stupid girl. If you don't listen, the lake is full of drums. The only burner is fragrant and moist. I forgot the heat of summer for Xiaoxiao and Cuizhu. When the book is displayed, recite Sao language. New troubles can't stop the rain in the western hills. Ask the landlord, tired guest, miss the past. Look back and see where the lonely people wake up and respect them. Overflow, Xiaoxiang Zhu Jiang. I'm going to Hunan again, and I've arranged to mock the fisherman. You have something to say, but you have to pick mulberry seeds in Chongyang. Life in Mao Zedong gets old easily. Every year, Chongyang is now Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant. The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river. "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei was in a foreign land and missed his relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On the 9th, Qishan climbed high (Tang Dynasty). Du Mujiang's shadow geese flew first, carrying pots and guests. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong? September 10 (Tang) Li Bai climbed the mountain yesterday, and now he wants to climb it again. Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival. On September 9 th, Xuanwu Mountain Tourism Overlooks (Tang) September 9 th, overlooking the mountains and rivers, looking back at the wind and smoke. In another country, drinking Jinhua wine, Wan Li shares the same sorrow with Hongyan. On September 9, 2009, I visited Shuzhong and sent a farewell dinner in a different place. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north. On the ninth day of the Tang Dynasty, Moby was near Kyoto, and the frost and grass withered in August. I wonder if there will be chrysanthemums in the wine today? On the 9th (Tang Dynasty), Yang Heng, yellow flowers, purple chrysanthemums, fell to the edge of the fence and picked chrysanthemums under the east fence, drinking and loving Fang Xin. I can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd. On the ninth day when Feng Hexing arrived at Lin Weiting, Wei Anshi got the word "Autumn Festival", which moved him deeply. The golden wind flutters chrysanthemums, and the jade dew weeps dogwood branches. Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy. A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger. Drunk Flower Shadow (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and his brain sells golden beasts. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers! Yu Changan also visited Weishan Pavilion in Yangzhou on September 9th (Southern Dynasties). Jiang Xin was driven away by Nanyun and followed the northern geese. How many flowers are there under the fence in my hometown today? Indulge in Dongfeng Chongjiu (Yuan) Guan Hanqing's title: Red leaves clear the ditch, and people enjoy the yellow flowers drunk. The shadows of wild geese in the sky are thin, and the moon is thin at sunset. Autumn is crisp and bright. Who will teach white clothes to deliver wine? On the 9th (tomorrow), Vincent spent three years in Chongyang Chrysanthemum, and was not at home when it was in bloom. When is today's wine, suddenly it has become the flower of the old garden. Wild clouds connect trees, and wild geese gather sand in cold. Boarding Infinity, where is Wangjing China? The word "Li Qiao" should be used on the 9th to make the festival in Sanqiu later, and the Double Ninth Festival will be celebrated on the 9th. The fairy cup is also full of chrysanthemums, precious and blue. Heaven is close to heaven, and the universe is wide. Today's longevity leads us to shoot Qu. On the ninth day, I said that I was pregnant with Linghu Chu, that is, Chongyang, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the wild chrysanthemums were yellow. On this recent day, it was mostly in other places. There are thousands of sunsets, and Qiu Yan and his party. If you can't look up from a height, you will be afraid of breaking the intestines of the old man and Lin Weiting's nine-day happiness. You should use the word "Song Wenzhi" to celebrate Sanqiu and Chongyang. The fairy cup is also full of chrysanthemums, precious and blue. Heaven is close to heaven, and the universe is wide. Today's longevity leads us to shoot Qu. On the ninth day, Meng Haoran had a new word. The ninth day is not ten days, and Chongyang is this morning. Climb high and smell ancient things, and visit people with wine. Take off your hat and drink, and try on new clothes with you. Kornas is admirable, and he has taken it as a symbol of his feelings. On the 9th, five Du Fu's old Chongyang songs were passed on without cups. In other words, today's temples have changed, but chrysanthemums are in bloom. North Que long love, Xijiang alone back first. Cornus officinalis was given to a courtier, who came to Cui Shanwei's Double Ninth Festival on September 9th, and the moon was broken in March. Chrysanthemum urges late air, while dogwood keeps early cold. The frost is thick, the eagle strikes far, the fog is heavy, and it is difficult for geese to fly. Who remembers Longshan, depression and prosperity? Liu Changqing, the former residence of Mr. Pei Scheeren, is deserted, with yellow leaves all over the floor. Where is the solitary grave, there are hundreds of people who are homeless to learn from the level. Hedge flowers are still the double ninth festival, and the neighboring flute is like the sunset. No one can grow a book, and Qiu Lai's grass pays for it. Huangfu Langzhong remembers new chrysanthemums, Bai Juyi loves chrysanthemums, and the sick are worried. Yellow flowers add joy to wine, and red leaves add sorrow. The cruelty of the laity has been broken. Who is the Xianlang Cup for? Shameless, I still remember Dongli, and I plan to abolish the double ninth festival for one day. Five poems about entering Cornus Mountain on the 9th say that Sanqiu achieved everything on the 9th Double Ninth Festival. At that time, after visiting the porch, go to Peng Ying. Mid-Autumn Festival (Tang Dynasty) Li Puhao's spirit ascended to heaven, and the fairy was silent among the clouds; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear. "Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Go to Qiu Lai in summer. The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran. "Water Tune Song Tou" (Song) Su Dongpo was drinking happily in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's twilight clouds were full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turned to the tracts. This life is not a long night, where to see the bright moon next year. "Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turned into a golden wave, flying the mirror and grinding it again. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer. During the Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, and the pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. Cold food on the road Tang Song Wenzhi met cold food immediately, and it was already late spring on the road. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal. In the old garden, wicker is new day and night. Cold food Tang Hanyi Spring City is full of flowers, and cold food Dongfeng willow branches. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. Lumen's matter is that Ji Geng, Zhang Tang recruits love ships, and spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. In the Qingming Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian celebrated Tomb-Sweeping Day, while Taoli smiled and Noda was sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. In The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, Wang Yuqiao lived a life without flowers and wine, and his taste was as bleak as that of a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study. Tomb-Sweeping Day in Su Causeway is Wei's belief, pear blossoms are at the tip of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and wanderers are looking for spring in other places. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. On the cold food burial, Song went straight to her husband Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. The trip to the outer suburbs is a wild behavior of the Song Dynasty, and spring enters the surrounding mountains and rivers; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave. Back to the tomb of Shasheng, Song was covered in blood, tears and dust, and it was sad to go home after the chaos. In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. Wang Pan, a tourist in Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiangyin, asked the West Building where smoking was good. Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk. On the Qingming night, Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty was surging, and on the Qingming night, the red porch with blue bricks stabbed historians. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. On Qingming Day, I went to Laojun Pavilion and watched Los Angeles present the scenery and fireworks of the Tang Dynasty, singing and crying in the city. Why don't you go with Dongluo Water and bury his family in North Mangshan Mountain? There are no chariots and horses in the middle bridge, and crossing the boat is not idle. There are a sea of people burying graves, and Liaodong is disappointed to see cranes flying back. Tomb-Sweeping Day, watch prostitutes dance and listen to guest poems. Tang Bai Juyi watched Yan Ruyu dance and listened to poetry like gold. Laugh at yourself, and the string tube might as well sing. Unfortunately, the spring breeze is old, and there is no doubt that wine is deep. Send flowers to send cold food, and at this time. On Qingming Day, Deng Rui's second son was sent back to his hometown. Dai Shulun's bell and drum left that day, and the rickshaw driver urged the evening dress. The kitchen has become a new fire, and the willows are dark and frosted. Look at China through the mirror and talk about your hometown with a cup. Every time I feel my child's tears, I will touch my clothes today. Tomb-Sweeping Day cold food went to Wangmen early, which led to the arrival of Li Jiao, a tourist in the Tang Dynasty, and entered Taichu in the morning. The locust smoke disappears at dawn, and the elm fire should bloom in spring. The sun shines on the sunny rainbow, and the flowers come with the early butterflies. Riding in glory, blowing light ash. In the Song Dynasty, there were many tomb fields in the southern and northern mountains of Gaozhu, which was different from that in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.