Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival

the Lantern Festival

Light on the fifteenth night of the first month.

(Tang)

Thousands of doors are locked and brightly lit. In the middle of January, it moved to Beijing.

Three hundred wives dance with sleeves and write in the sky.

Yuan Dynasty (1206-1368)

night

(Ming)

Tang Yin

The moon without lights is not entertaining, and the moon without lights is not spring.

Spring is like jade on earth,

The lights will be bright next month.

The streets are full of Zhu Cui swimming around the girls in the village, singing songs and competing with the social gods.

How can you get rid of this wonderful moment if you don't show your respect and smile?

Mid-Autumn Festival

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night