1. Poems about New Year's Eve:
"New Year's Eve"
Song Wen Tianxiang
The world is empty, and the years are gone;
The end of the road is full of storms and rain, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.
As time goes by, life is about to end, and the body and the world are forgotten;
There is no more killing of Su Meng, and the night is still young.
2. Poems about the Spring Festival:
"Yuan Ri"
Song Wang Anshi
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze Sending warmth to Tusu,
Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.
3. Poems about the Lantern Festival:
"Lantern Festival"
Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
On the Lantern Festival last year, the lanterns in the flower market were like day.
The moon reaches the top of the willow trees, and people meet after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I can’t see the person from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears.
4. Poems about the Qingming Festival:
"Qingming"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road want to stop. soul.
Ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
5. Poems about the Dragon Boat Festival:
"May 5th"
Song Mei Yaochen
Qu's family has died. The Chu people couldn't tolerate it.
Why don't you slander and slander, just want to kill the dragon.
The hatred in life has not been forgotten, but the traces have been traced.
The Yuanxiang Bitan water should illuminate thousands of peaks.
6. Poems about the Chinese Valentine's Day:
"Chinese Valentine's Day"
Tang Luoyin
The starry river and the sky are full of stars, and the whole family is laughing. Red feast.
I should express my gratitude to my daughter and write all the beautiful pieces of Tan Lang in her jeweled case.
The incense tents are clustered in rows, and the golden needles are pierced to worship Chanjuan.
The copper pot fails to announce that the sky is about to dawn, and the melancholy good period is another year.
7. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival:
"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world*** at this time.
Lover complains about the distant night, but falls in love at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is full of pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
8. Poems about the Double Ninth Festival:
"Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The wild geese first fly in the autumn shadow of Jiang Han , and the guests bring the pot on the Cuiwei.
It is rare in this world to smile, and you must return with your head full of chrysanthemums.
But I will be drunk to celebrate the festival, and I will not come to hate the sunset.
This has always been the case. Why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes?