Night Lights on the fifteenth day of the first month Zhang Hu in the Tang Dynasty: Thousands of doors were unlocked and brightly lit, and moved to the imperial capital in the middle of the first month. Three hundred wives danced in sleeves and wrote the sky in an instant.
Li Mengyang in the Ming Dynasty's Bianjing Yuanxi: Zhongshan ruzi leans on new makeup, and Yanji, the righteous woman, is good at showing off. Sing Wang Xianchun Yuefu together, and the moon outside the golden beam bridge is like frost.
On the fifteenth night of the first month, Su Weidao in the Tang Dynasty: the fire tree and the silver flower are combined, and the star bridge is locked. The crowd is surging and the dust is flying under the horseshoe; Moonlight shines in every corner, where people can see the moon overhead. The singer in the moonlight, dressed in makeup, sang Plum Blossom. The capital has been abolished, so don't worry about the timing of leaking jade. Don't let the only midnight snack pass by in a hurry this year.
Song Dynasty "Born Chazi Yuanxi" Ouyang Xiu: Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at 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.
"Watching Lights at Fifteen Nights" Lu Zhaoling in Tang Dynasty: A banquet was held in Jinli, in the early years of Lan Dynasty. The color is far, and the light is far. After the fall of China people's suspected star, the building was like a hanging moon. Don't laugh so much, come and show off the nine branches.
"Jade Case Yuan Xi" Xin Qiji in the Song Dynasty: Thousands of trees bloom in the east wind night, and the stars are raining. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Yong Yule's sunset glow melts into gold Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty: The sunset glow melts into gold, and the twilight clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems. Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
Tang Yin, Lantern Festival in Ming Dynasty: No lights and no entertainment, no lights and no spring. Spring is everywhere, just like the lady seen here. On a bright moonlit night, flashing lanterns set off the moon like pure silver. The streets are full of Zhu Cui swimming around the girls in the village, singing songs and competing with the social gods. How can you get rid of this wonderful moment if you don't show your respect and smile?