Poetry and ancient poems about the Millennium solar terms

Poems about the Millennium solar terms are as follows:

1, The Book of Songs

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

2, "Millennium August Festival" Tang Yuanzhen

Dewdrops are covered with vegetables and grass, and the weather becomes green and high. Under the blowing of leaves and autumn, I was shocked to see the hair on my temples.

Shame is raised because of wild birds, and Artemisia is a guest. Harvesting seeds in a hurry, don't give up in the morning.

3, "Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Tang Du Fu

The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

4. "Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang" Tang Madai

In the early autumn drizzle on the Ba River, I saw flocks of geese flying south in the evening. Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night.

The Millennium falls frequently in the empty garden, and only Singles and Yu Ye are neighbors. I have been lying alone for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?

5, "Autumn Night" Song Chen Yu Yi

In the atrium, the moonlight shines at night, and the white dew washes away the river.

Don't send the west wind to blow away all the leaves, but worry about the sound of autumn everywhere.

6. Tang Libai, singing under the moon in the west building of Jinling City

Jinling night is quiet and cool, and I look at the five mountains from a tall building alone. White clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, while white dew drops the autumn moon.

Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times. Explaining the Tao and the Qinghe River, like the purity of practice, makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.