Seven lines of poetry on the winter solstice

Winter Solstice Poems

Since ancient times, the status of the traditional Chinese festival Winter Solstice has been no less important than the New Year. So, what does the Winter Solstice look like in the minds of literati? Today I will provide you with some ancient Winter Solstice poems to appreciate, so that everyone can feel the influence of cultural charm while celebrating the festival in the cold winter.

Winter Solstice Poems (1): Xiao Zhi

(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and the Yang of the Winter Solstice brings spring again.

The five lines of embroidery are added with weak threads, and the six pipes are blown to move the fly ash.

The shore is waiting for the wax generals to relax the willows, and the mountains are cold and want to bloom the plum blossoms.

The clouds and things are not different from each other. The country is different. I teach my children to hold the cup in their hands.

Winter Solstice Poems (2): Winter Solstice

(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

I have been a guest for a long time every solstice, and now I am poor and worried, and I am killing people!

< p>The river describes me as an old man, and the customs of the sky are close to each other.

After the snow, the stick quinoa comes to the Dan Valley, and the singing jade comes to disperse the purple dust.

My heart is broken at this moment, so where can I see the Three Qin Dynasty?

Winter Solstice Poems (3): Handan Winter Solstice Night

(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi< /p>

On the winter solstice in the Handan Posthouse, the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me.

I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people traveling far away.

Winter Solstice Poems (4): Xinyou Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Lu You

Today the sun comes south, and my door is silent.

A poor family neglects celebrating the holidays, and an old person is timid as he ages.

After the sacrifice, everyone supported me in worship, and I went to bed early alone.

Only to explore spring dreams, already around the mirror lake.

Winter Solstice Poems (5): Feelings of Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Mei Yaochen

Weeping in the mouth thinking of the kind face, feeling the injustice of things.

Since ancient times, the nine springs have died, and the new yang has been born.

The plants and trees are endowed with different fates, and they will be envious and adorable.

Every man inherits the world, one decline and another prosperity.

Winter Solstice Poems (6): Visiting Jixiang Temple Alone on the Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Su Shi

The slight sun at the bottom of the well has not returned, the cold rain has dampened the dry grass .

Who is more like Master Su? He is not willing to spend time alone.

Winter Solstice Poems (7): Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Zhu Shuzhen

The yellow bell responds to the rhythm of the good wind, and the yin and yang rise and the Shuqi returns.

The sunflower shadow will move to the sun, and the plum blossoms will bloom first during the slight cold.

The eight gods represent the sun and the year, and the six-pipe flying jia are moving fine ash.

Already there are wax willows on the shore, and they are scattered and ready to usher in the coming of spring.

Winter Solstice Poems (8): River Red·Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda

Spring comes into being in the cold valley, the air smokes the leaves, and the valley blows through the jade tube.

After the new yang, it will be a new year, and the auspicious clouds will be pure and peaceful.

Don’t take medicine to wrap up your mood, but add poems to the poems every time.

Smiling and beautiful, the scenery is not crazy, but it is not vulgar.

The day lasts forever, making sleep ripe.

When are the things outside the door enough?

We are united in the same society, and we laugh and sing together.

Deliberately mediate Yunlu Niang and re-report Plum Blossom Song.

Even if you can't, make your life drunk and don't be restrained.

Winter Solstice Poems (9): Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Wang Zongchen

In response to the movement of the yellow bell, white chia ash is blown out.

Five clouds weigh heavily on the head, and thunder is hidden in the ground.

The sound of Mo Daoxi is wonderfully silent, the majestic bamboos sing together with the phoenix, and the nine-inch rhythm is first pronounced.

If you want to know the heart of heaven, please ask Yan Hui.

It is cold and warm, and it can be achieved in times of poverty. It is trustworthy.

The outside of Caiyun Mountain is picturesque, and I bring you the tip of my pen.

One breath first clears the orifices, and all things spin together, and whoever closes will open.

The spring light is early on the official road, and several plum blossoms are falling on the flute.

Winter Solstice Poems (10): Jiang Chengzi·Long Yang Guan Winter Solstice

(Yuan Dynasty) Yin Zhiping

Six yins are eliminated and one yang is born. Hidden cuteness. The snowflakes are light.

Jiujiu is condensed, and the rivers and seas are covered with ice.

The two qi flow around and have no place to stay. When the Yang is sufficient, it transforms into a dragon and ascends.

In the final analysis, life will be restored to spiritual clarity. Passing through heaven. Invisible.

Returning to the secret of heaven, the moon rises and sets in Huaqing.

Capture the true destiny of the universe, complete your merits, and go to Pengying.