Candles are a daily lighting tool, mainly made of paraffin. In ancient times, they were usually made of animal fat. Can burn and emit light. In addition, candles are also widely used: they are also used in birthday parties, religious festivals, collective mourning, weddings and other events. In literary and artistic works, candles have the symbolic meaning of sacrifice and dedication. Do you know what are the famous poems and lines that describe candles? Below are the famous poems and lines that describe candles that I have brought to you. Welcome to read. Famous lines of poetry describing candles
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It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and the wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes.
When you look in the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to go from Pengshan, and the bluebirds are diligent to visit.
Li Yu's sentence: The black sun is beginning to shine, and the dragon candle is competing for it. (The following "Confucius Tie")
Tian E's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Night Nocturne I am sad that I am alone at night, I burn out the candle and lie in the orchid room. I'm just afraid that the passionate moon will come to look after my concubine's bed.
Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·Sixth Clear There is no one in the boudoir candle, but there is a dream soul on the screen. The sound has been lost recently, and I look at the king's door all day long.
Zhang Zhongsu’s Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Music in the Palace The moonlight is colorful in Fuluan Hall, and the sound of anvil is across the Phoenix Tower. Sheng songs are playing near the water threshold, and red candles welcome autumn.
Xue Weihan's Miscellaneous Ballads·Ancient Songs The beauty closes the red candle, and the candle sits on the new brocade. The sound of sword cutting is heard frequently, and it is cold at night and I know I haven’t gone to bed yet.
Chen Shuda Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the beauty has turned haggard. Missing you is like a bright candle, burning your heart and bringing tears to your eyes.
Chen Shuda Since the king came out (a poem by Jia Fengji) Since the king came out, the bright mirror will stop wearing red makeup. Missing you is like a candle at night, causing thousands of tears.
Yang Shidao's Song and Dance (a poem by Yang Xidao) February 8 is like snow, and spring is like early flowers. The branch turns toward the candle, a kind of tilting toward the wind.
Two ancient songs by Jiang Weihan The beauty closes the red candle and sits alone to create the new brocade. The sound of scissors is played frequently, and I know I haven't slept in the cold night.
Meng Haoran and General Zhang watch the lanterns at Jimen. It is a foreign custom but not a local custom. The new year is changed to the old year. Looking at the burning tree at Jimen, I suspected it was a candle burning with a dragon.
Wei Yingwu stayed alone with Baozi in Qiuzhai. The moon on the mountain was as bright as a candle, and the bamboos moved in the wind and frost. In the middle of the night, the birds are frightened and people are sleeping alone in the windows.
Zhang Ji Drinking in Li Twelve's House The double door is open on the Spring Eve, and the lights are dim and glowing. I was drunk with hundreds of wines and stayed all night without returning.
Gu Kuang's Shanchundong leads candles and steps on the fairy mud, always messing with the swallows. I don’t know what Taoist priest has a spiritual scroll in his hand.
Twelve poems by Quan Deyu in Yutai style. After the candles are extinguished in the empty boudoir, Luo Pang sleeps alone. Tears are running out of my heart, my heart is full of tears, my heart is full of tears, but others don’t know.
Han Yu, Fenghe Guozhou Liu Geshi envoy Jun Santang, newly inscribed twenty-one poems on the Moon Pond. The moon is bright under the cold pond, and there is music beside the new moon pond. If you are not jealous of Qingyan, you will become a candle to each other.