Poems related to traditional Chinese festivals

Poems related to traditional Chinese festivals are as follows:

1. Wang Anshi, the author of "Yuan Ri" in the Song Dynasty

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year and the spring breeze brings warmth Enter Tusu. Thousands of households have bright eyes, always replacing old talismans with new peaches.

Vernacular translation:

Amidst the roaring sound of firecrackers, the old year has passed; the warm spring breeze brings the new year, and people happily drink the newly brewed Tusu. liquor. The rising sun shines on thousands of households, and they are all busy taking down the old peach charms and replacing them with new ones.

2. Liu Changqing, the author of "New Year's Works", dynasty Tang Dynasty

The hometown is full of enthusiasm for the new year, and the sky is alone with tears. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first.

The mountains and apes are in the same day and evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now.

Vernacular translation:

As the New Year approaches, I feel homesick even more intensely, and I can’t help but shed tears at the independent horizon. When I reach old age, I am relegated to a subordinate position, and the return of spring hurries ahead of me. The apes and monkeys in the mountains spend the dusk with me, and the willows by the river share my sorrow. I have suffered the same fate as the Grand Tutor. How long will this life last?

3. Meng Haoran, the author of "Passing Through My Old Friend's Village", lived in the Tang Dynasty

My old friend invited me to Tian's house with chicken and millet. Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique.

Open a dining room and chat over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Vernacular translation:

An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and wanted to invite me to his hospitable farmhouse. Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city. Open the window and face the vegetable garden of the threshing floor, holding a wine glass in hand and chatting about the crops. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, please come here to enjoy the chrysanthemums.