Poems about Tanabata
on the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life, we told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world.
that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree..
earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever!
-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
The annual Qixi Festival is half sentimental and half forgetful.
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Tanabata has been a long time, and it is not new to be cold.
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A magpie bridge is vast, and a thousand sounds of Yu Pei cross Lingling.
—— Xu Ning's Tanabata
Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a red candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies.
The night in day order is as cool as water. Sit and watch Petunia and Vega.
-Autumn Evening by Du Mu (I like this whole poem very much)
Far away, Altair, Jiaojiao River, a Chinese girl.
—— One of the Nineteen Ancient Poems
Every year, I beg for human ingenuity, but I don't know that there are many human ingenuity.
-Yang Pu's Tanabata
Vega by the river leads the cowherd by the river.
I haven't crossed the shallow water, but I face each other from a distance.
-Meng Jiao's "The Ancient Meaning"
On the Chinese Valentine's Day in other places, hotels are full of worries.
-Meng Haoran's Chinese Valentine's Day in a Foreign Land
Today, the crossing of the Queqiao Bridge should be different from the distance.
My family likes to open the makeup mirror and wear needles for nine nights under the moon.
-Quan Deyu's Tanabata
The magpie was misinformed on that day, and it is still a heartbroken fairy.
outside the bridge, people are singing and dancing in front of each other.
have fun all night, don't spend years, don't spend too much time.
I know that this meeting has no long-term plan, and the toad is not round at hand.
-Yan Jidao's Tanabata
On this day, the six armies were stationed in Malaysia together, and at that time, Tanabata laughed at the cows.
-Li shangyin's "the second part of ma Wei"
the starry sky at the corner of the winding river, the family laughed and held a red banquet.
I should thank the female pearls and write the splendid articles of Tan Lang.
fragrant curtains are arranged in rows, and the golden needles are worn to worship Chanjuan.
it will be dawn when the copper pot fails to report, and it will be sad for another year.
-Luo Yin's Xin Wei's Tanabata
Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver and Han people cross the river in secret. On the seventh day of the autumn dew in the autumn, the meet meet, more than the world of those who are together, but the appearance husband and wife.
tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and you can take care of the magpie bridge and go home! If the two feelings are long-lasting, they are still in the morning and evening!
—— The Queqiao Fairy by Qin Guan
gracefu never ends in the evening,
a farewell anniversary.
Silkworms don't make cocoons,
They hang silk all night.
—— Anonymous's "Female Song on Qixi Night"
It's a good night with two stars, and you should be envied by the immortals. Juanjuanyue's sister is full of eyebrows, and she is even more helpless.
when we meet hastily, we will argue like seeing each other, which will stir up our parting feelings again. New love is not low, old worries are many, but new worries are added.
—— Fan Chengda's
The grass is singing, and the phoenix tree is stunned, which is full of sorrow on earth and in the sky. Cloud terrace and moon land, locked up thousands of times. If you come and go, don't meet.
I haven't seen you for years. I want to leave my love, so don't hate being poor. Petunia Weaver, it is nothing but separation. It's sunny, rainy and windy.
-Li Qingzhao's
When the sun shines, the dust is lightly sprinkled after the dusk. At first glance, the cold wind is refreshing, the sky is like water, and the jade hook is hanging far away. It should be that the star moths have been holding back for a long time, catching up with the past and rushing to drive. As far as the eye can see, the darkness of weiyun makes the galaxy diarrhea.
elegant! You should know that this scene is priceless in ancient and modern times. Yun Qiaosi puts a needle on the girl upstairs, and lifts her face and clouds. Who is in the shadow of the cloister when Jin Chai whispers? May heaven and earth enjoy themselves, every year tonight. 2. Poems about wine
Life geometry ````
In addition,
Liu Yong's rain bell
is cold and mournful, and it's late for Changting,
the shower begins to rest. Everyone drinks in a daze,
Fang lingers, and Lanzhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, he is speechless.
Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even worse to neglect the Qing Autumn Festival.
Where will you wake up from drinking tonight?
Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng, and the waning moon.
The past years should be a good time and a good scene.
if you have thousands of customs, who can you tell?
I think it's very suitable for Tanabata and the wine you mentioned. Tanabata dialect wine,
comes from
Jiangchengzi Yimao remembers dreams on the 2th day of the first month
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Original text:
Ten years of life and death are boundless, so I will never forget it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.
At night, I dreamt of returning home suddenly, and I was dressing at the window of Xiao Xuan. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Translation
The two died for a lifetime and were separated for ten years, but they missed each other but were at a loss and could not meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the sadness in her heart. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and frosty.
I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream at night, only to find my wife dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. Two people looked at each other, a thousand words don't know where to start, only relatively silent tears fall thousands of lines. It is supposed that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is the place where I miss my wife every year. 4. Poems containing "wine"
Bai Juyi's "a suggestion to my friend liu": there's a stir of red in the quiet stove, green ant new baked wine, there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside??
parting at a Wine-Shop in Nanjing Li Bai
a wind, bringing willow-cotton, sweetens the shop, Wu Ji pressed wine to persuade guests to enjoy.
with my comrades of the city who are here to see me off, and as each of them drains his cup, I say to him in parting.
oh, go and ask this river running to the east, if it can travel farther than a friend's love!?
Weicheng Quwang Wei
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason.
Chu Guangxi, the owner of Xinfeng
The owner of Xinfeng has a new wine, and the old guests return to the old hall.
full of fragrant flowers in the north, full of fragrant flowers in the south.
When the sky is clear and the moon is bright, the girl in the owner can play the Qin Zheng.
I was drunk and forgot Baling Road, but I suspected Luoyang City in my dream.
Liangzhou Ci William Wang
Glowing glass of grape wine. If you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?
Li Bai, a young traveler
The Wuling Mountain is young and the gold market is east, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze.
Where did the fallen flowers swim? Laughed into Hu Ji's pub.
Uncle Yun Li Bai of Xuanzhou Xielou farewell school book
Those who abandoned me can't stay yesterday, and those who disturb my heart are more worried today. The autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.
the bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven, and I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side. We both are exalted to distant thought, want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon. But since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, raise your glass to eliminate your worries.
since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.
Li Bai
Liling wine tulip, jade bowl filled with amber light.
but it enables the host to get drunk, and I don't know where is the foreign land.
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
Cen Can, who plays in Huamen Restaurant
The old man is still selling wine at the age of 7, and thousands of pots and jars are at the door.
The elm pods beside the road are still like money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
When seeing Li Shaofu off, I made a comfortable stay in the guest house.
Meeting in the hotel is against my wishes, and it's snowy in Chu Qing.
the host is drunk before you get drunk. Do you want to go home at dusk?
to Wei Ba, Chu Shi and Du Fu
it is almost as hard for friends to meet and as for the morning and evening stars. Tonight then is a rare event, * * * This lamp is candlelight.
two men who were young not long ago? But now are turning grey at the temples! To find that half our friends are dead, shocks us, burns our hearts with grief.
we little guessed it would be twenty years, before I could visit you again. When I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row.
are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey. And then, when we have talked awhile, daughter Luo wine pulp.
in spring chives cut in the night-rain, there is a yellow beam in the kitchen. My host proclaims it a festival, he urges me to drink ten cups.
but what ten cups could make me as drunk, as I always am with your love in my heart?. Tomorrow the mountains will separate us, after tomorrow-who can say?.
Returning to Baqiu and Zhang Ji
In the past year, Ying Li was high-connected, and the fairy boat was drunk and blue.
the poem falls with the grass, and the wine and intestines chase the wine court wide.
floating life is similar to gathering clouds, and the past is like a dream.
Today, when the sail city goes down, the autumn wind looks back and tears dry up.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Chu Shi's feather in Jiao Ran.
In Jiuri Mountain Monastery, the east hedge chrysanthemum is also yellow.
The layman is full of wine, who can help the tea fragrance? 5. Today is Tanabata. What are the poems about Tanabata?
Du Mu
Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies.
The night in Tianjie is as cold as water, and you can lie down and watch the morning glory and the weaver star.
Autumn Evening
Du Mu painted a cold screen with a red candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Sit and watch the Petunia Weaver Star.
In Tanabata, Jia Yunhua
The fragrant cloud leans against the emerald screen, and the gauze clothes will show zero first.
Whoever has no clutch in the sky will see the Petunia Weaver Star.
In Tanabata, Yang Pu
If he doesn't care about the cow, he must invite the Weaver Weaver to weave a golden shuttle. < p When we meet, all the magpies cross-flow.
Clouds fly back to the golden pheasant, and the bright moon hangs jade hooks.
Yan Yu has added a few words of hate, but her face is not even more shy.
What's worse is that at the parting, Xiao Jian shoots at the Cuilou from the east.
The Chinese Valentine's Day
July 7th. When the Weaver Cowherd meets,
they have to have fun and leave, and they will meet every other year.
For Zhang Hongqiao, Lin Hong
The Gui Dian is half awake,
The dew is like a silver screen.
I am ashamed to see the Petunia Weaver Star.
Ancient Meaning, Meng Jiao. Looking at each other from a distance.
In Xijiang Moon, Chen Dong
I laughed at the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and we met once a year. All our joys were exhausted, and we lost our joy. The Cowherd and Weaver Girl laughed at me now and lived alone in the West Wind for seven years. The West Wind also solved Jiangdong's dream.
In Queqiao Fairy, Yuan Quhua
Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Let's make an unexpected meeting. After three glasses of wine, close the cloud room, and sleep with the bed.
The Fairy of the Que Bridge, Lu Bing
The afterglow is scattered, and the Ming River turns over the snow. The bridge of the Que Bridge is just beginning to knot. The cowherd and the weaver girl greet each other, but they win, and the world is happy. They meet one night and leave each other after years. This statement is really a wave. How can it be like Chang 'e when you think about it carefully?
Cowherd and Weaver Girl's annual meeting, but it's a pity that their faces will never leave each other.
The implication Gong Xu
There are two stars in the sky, and the husband is a cowherd and the woman is a woman.
East and west face each other every year, just across Tianjin.
Ploughing bandits are easy to weave and tired, so they can't calmly comfort each other.
Tears are like pearls. Sprinkle it on the earth for autumn rain.
The ancient parting is a long story.
The ancient parting is divided.
Up to now, there are 86, dry meetings.
After that, there will be endless talks.
It's only one day of pity.
How can the rest be sad for a few days?
The ancient parting is like this in the sky.
farewell, long Xu Xi!
The Fairy of the Que Bridge, Qin Guan
The subtle clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred,
The silver and the Chinese are far away from each other.
When the golden wind and the jade dew meet,
they are victorious, and there are countless people in the world.
They are as tender as water, and the ritual is like a dream.
They are reluctant to go home from the Que Bridge.
Two feelings. How much is there? I hate tears when I am away from my intestines.-Zhu Shuzhen
Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet in Tianhuang for a while.-
My heart is empty, but the Cowherd and Weaver Girl are uneven! -Huanxisha
Sails come to the dog country, hairy people are far away, and the building leans against the cowherd and the weaver girl is cold.-
Cowherd and weaver girl cover ten rhymes of Wu Shan in the evening with millet clips, but when is this year on the stone?-
Crossing the Yellow River on the seventh night of July can at first be a fairy star for the morning glory in the sky, rather than a red hibiscus branch in front of the court. Bridge crossing the morning glory and the weaver star.-Partridge Sky
It is said that the weaver star will marry the morning glory.-July 7th
It depends on the morning glory and the weaver star.-On the 7th of Meng Qiu, I invited my brother 25 to announce righteousness, four brothers and five nephews to have a drink in the Garden. < p Weaver Maid meets Cowherd every year. —— "Stay in Pingjiang Suhejing Academy the next day when you are sitting among friends on Tanabata" 6. Seek poems related to Tanabata
Tanabata (Tang) Quan Deyu
Today, it should be different from the pulse.
My family likes to open the makeup mirror and wear needles for nine nights under the moon.
tanabata (Tang) Xu Ning
A magpie bridge is vast, and a thousand sounds of Yu Pei cross Lingling.
There are old guests who leave, and it's not as good as a river drum star to look down.
On Tanabata tonight, watch the blue sky, and the cowherd and the weaver girl cross the bridge;
every family looks at the autumn moon and wears tens of thousands of red silk.
tanabata ci (Tang dynasty) Cui Hao
Chang' an city is full of practice in the middle of the moon, and every family holds a needle and thread this night.
Yu Pei, a fairy dress, knows herself in vain, and heaven and earth do not meet each other.
the long letter turns dark at night, and the golden pavilion at Yao stage counts fireflies.
Banji is worried this evening.