Laba festival poetry

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, people know that the Spring Festival is coming. "Two townships are healthy and a porridge is happy." In many places in China, people will drink a bowl of hot Laba porridge on Laba Festival. In different areas, there are food customs such as soaking Laba garlic, eating Laba noodles and drying Laba tofu. The following are the ancient poems I collected about Laba Festival for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Ancient Poems of Laba Festival 1

Laba porridge

Daoguangdi

In early summer, the sun shines brightly and millet cooks porridge and beans.

Present Buddha's arrow at the right time and sincerely wish the golden light shine on all beings silently.

A few wisps of fragrance wafted, and piles of fruits and vegetables gathered in succession.

* * * The shaman is the best, and the color of shaman is passed from the Lotus Torch to the Lotus Torch.

Childish children, full and propped up to celebrate the peace of the country, beat gongs and drums in the street.

Ancient poems of Laba Festival II

Association of laboratory animal breeders

[Qing] Xia

Laba cooked a lot of porridge and the minister sent a mission to Yonghe.

Kindness is also the Buddha of today, and it is the second pot offered.

Ancient poetry of Laba Festival 3

Night in Guizhou

Rong Yu

On New Year's Eve, I stayed up till midnight, and it was a long way to return to Xiu Yuan.

The snow is whispering to the bamboo forest, and the dream has returned to the house.

The horn of dawn replaces the leaky sound of night style, and the light will burn out the broken core flowers.

In the past two years, I have left home with Biao Qi, and my hard-working Sui mother is still stuck in the world.

Guizhou laye