Spring Festival Snow Festival Poems

Burn the lights in the evening and grow into a long body.

The purple pavilion has not returned to the sun, and the green gate has seen spring again.

If the weather is too cold, the grass will grow new.

There is music in the forest, who is surprised to go to frequency.

2. New Year (Tang Dynasty: A Road)

Well, with the dragon bell body, how to rejuvenate at the age of.

Shimen thought for a long time, and the bronze mirror peeped at the frequency.

Flowers bloom and new trees move, knowing the spring of the old country.

Who can level this hatred? Is it Beizong?

3. Yuanri (Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi)

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

4. Tianjia Yuanri (Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran)

Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.

I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.

A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.

Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.

5. Yuanri (Tang Dynasty: Li Shimin)

The high platform reflects the spring scenery, and the deep pavilion bathes in the morning sun.

Colorful flags are flying on the red palace wall, and the jade bead curtain hits the ladies' Yu Pei.

I followed the ancient rulers, ruled the country with courtesy, and finally made all parties stable and healthier.

Your majesty, the dense music of silk and bamboo that reverberates in the corridor.

The majestic and warm wind blew on the earth, and the emperor sang Conson's Cloud Map.

Will inherit Zhou Wenwang's career, follow his precedent, and govern the country from the success and failure experience of ancient emperors.

Spring has come, the grass is bathed in the grass as before, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom as in previous years.

I want to cross the big river to the other side, but in the end I have to cross it by ferry.

6. Lu's second rhyme Yuan Ri (Ming Dynasty: Wang Shouren)

The sunset in the city will be different from the snow outside the city.

I also know what creation means. The most fundamental thing is that people are suffering.

The reflection on the balcony of Baifu, the cold sound of pine and bamboo in the Maozi.

The cloth is neither sad nor stiff, and there are as many elements as the morning light.