Yuanxiao poem

Yuanxiao's poems are as follows:

On the fifteenth night of the first month, Tang Suwei said

Silver flowers shine like bright lanterns on the tree. On this night, the bridge leading to bright stars opens. The crowd is surging and the dust is flying under the horseshoe; Moonlight shines in every corner, where people can see the moon overhead.

Prostitutes are ruined, and songs are ruined. Wu Jin couldn't help staying up all night, and the jade leaked.

Appreciate:

There are big lanterns in Chang 'an city. The lights scattered and the dancers and singers were beautifully set off. Unconsciously, it is late at night, but people still have infinite nostalgia. I hope this annual Lantern Festival night will not pass by in a hurry.

Watching Lights at Fifteen Nights Don Lu Zhao Lin

A fragrant banquet was held in Jinli, the early year of Lan Hongyan. 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.

Appreciate:

People watch lanterns and enjoy the moon on holiday nights and enjoy song and dance games. More romantically, young men and women often express their love to each other freely on this happy and peaceful day.

Night light on the fifteenth day of the first month

Thousands of doors are locked and brightly lit. In the middle of January, it moved to Beijing. Three hundred wives danced in sleeves and wrote the sky in an instant.

Appreciate:

On the night of Lantern Festival, thousands of families are brightly lit. The capital is very lively, giving people a sense of shock. Many ladies-in-waiting danced together, and the music of human singing and dancing soared into the sky and spread to the sky.

Yong Yule Sunset Melts Gold Song Liqing Photo

The sunset melts into gold, and the 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.

Appreciate:

It's spring and Lantern Festival outside, and many people dress up for a trip. But the poet left his hometown and suffered great changes repeatedly, without any pleasure. "It is better to listen to people laugh under the curtain", which reflects the poet's sad and lonely state of mind.