Traditional festivals in China (V)' Spring Festival, Tomb-Sweeping Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Winter Solstice ………' Information about origin, pictures and how to celebrate.

Qingming day

Tang jianxun

He took the wine to find incense, and I closed the door and had a good sleep alone.

Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed.

Hu Si Qingming Night Mourning

Don Li Qunyu

I don't sleep, thinking alone on the threshold.

Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.

For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.

Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.

After the Qingming Festival, I went to the city to look out.

Don Liu Changqing

After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.

Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.

There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.

Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.

Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou

Tangluoyin

Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

Qingming is the most important.

Tang Meng Hao ran

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

Qingming Festival

Tang Sun Changyin

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.

Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Don Wei Wu Ying

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

Chang 'an Qingming

Tangweizhuang

Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.

The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.

Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.

Qingming day

Tang Wen Ting Yun

In Qing E Painting Fan, the trees in spring are golden and red.

If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak breeze.

Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.

Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.

Yu Ting and Hu Langzhong's Banquet in Jinzhou during the Qingming Festival.

Tang zhangji

There is a new fire in the county, and the rain in Gaozhai is clear.

Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.

* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight.

Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.

Tomb-Sweeping Day got pregnant from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village.

Tang zhangji

It rains at dusk in Longmen, and the wind in your cave gives birth to spring.

Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.

Yu Ming is ashamed of his generation. He is old.

The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.

Jiangnan Qingming

Don Zheng Zhun

For four years, Chu Yi in Wushan changed his appearance at the sight of Qingming.

Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine.

There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.

What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.

Qingming Festival

bright red

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

Qingming Festival

Huang Songting Jian

Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Qingming Festival

Song Wang Yu

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

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Han and Wei poetry

1, an ancient poem with a bright moon in the sky

The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.

Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.

Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.

There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name?

2. What is the name of the moon in ancient poetry?

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

Step 3 complain about songs

Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.

Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.

I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.

Tang poetry

1. Li Bai: Guan Shanyue

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

2. Li Bai: Drinking the bright moon alone

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.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

3. Li Bai: Night thoughts

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

4. Liu: Moonlit night

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

5. Li Shangyin: Chang 'e

The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Tang poetry

6. Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night.

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

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.

7. Zhang Jiuling: Full Moon Philip Burkart

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

8. Li Shangyin: Frost Moon

When I first heard that there were no cicadas,

A hundred feet of water meets the sky.

Young woman Su E is hardy.

Fighting in the frost in the middle of the month

9. Meng Haoran: I got pregnant under the autumn night.

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Song ci

1. Moon in autumn night

At first, we were together. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

2. Osmunda japonica.

Can't stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal. When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news.

3. Xuan Qing

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold. Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left. Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk. Life dances like a swallow, and songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy tales, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of fun.

4. Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

Draw drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, and the first month shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque in the capital of Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows and golden stems. Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly. Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house.

For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose. It is difficult to write deeply and sincerely when the wall falls and everyone stands. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.

Song ci

Step 5 look at the moon

Moon, moon, moon. Competition is still insufficient. Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to.

The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season. The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting.

6.partridge sky

Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.

Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past, and I love to keep Yuanyang in two places.

7. Twelve o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the sunset, the light smoke caged the moon, and the wind was like washing. Jue Cui Zhang, Liang Sheng. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. Broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard. If you can't sleep, get up. It is even more worrying, and it is worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, which are worrying.

God knows, I was worried. The night is always there, clearly beside the bed, watching diligently. The candle is dim, the wine is awake, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.

Come to sleep, get dressed and sit alone with mixed feelings. How can I get benefits, reconcile sex, and then make the rest of the incense quilt? I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on.

Song ci

8. Su Shi's "Shuidiao Song Tou"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing got as drunk as a fiddler. He wrote this article and was pregnant with a son.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

9. Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.

According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

10.xiangzi

The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.

Try thin clothes first, green ants are new.

The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool.

The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.

How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?

Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.

Modern poetry

1. Where the moon rises

Author: Kojima

Moon rises

The sound of a carving returning to the nest.

There are fish jumping out of blue light.

There is a piano playing an old legend.

I don't know whose eyes.

Fall on the birch tree and blink.

Show wisdom and detachment

night

But throw it on the moon.

Infinite tenderness

It was also that night.

Those posted on the window

Grandma cut off the window grilles.

Wrapped in ice flowers

In my dream

It melted.

(Sarthou: a place name of Daqing, which means "the place where the moon rises" in Mongolian) Modern poetry.

2. Mid-Autumn Festival

1

If this is a breakup.

In my young heart

Can I forgive you?

Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.

Youth can forgive years for erasing her.

2

Crickets no longer make sounds.

Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.

The last rain wet the wild roses.

They say the roses by the lake are like songs.

Will you sit under the moon?

Hear me sing

Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.

Fly over the lake

Fly to the full moon

Modern poetry

three

Life is a difficult play.

The stage was crowded with people.

No lights, no music.

Only with my loud voice

Sing the song whose name I forgot.

So what?

The years will go on

I don't know when to part again.

four

The moon has risen into the sky.

It turns out that the lake will also have tidal sounds.

It turns out that it is eternal from beginning to end.

Just the full moon and the lack of the moon.

In the pale forest

Autumn chrysanthemum blooms.

below the moon

You and I say goodbye with tears.

1992 10 October 9th

Foreign poetry

1. Venice Boat Song

Moore House ○ translated by Shang Jiaxiang

When the wind blew through Nabia Zeta that night,

Oh, Nina, do you know who is waiting here?

Although you are wearing a veil, I can see that,

You know love burns in my heart like fire.

I disguised myself as a boatman and waited here.

I tell you trembling: "The ship is ready."

Ah, come on! When the dark clouds still cover the bright moon,

Come on! Let's use this moonlit night to fly away from home!

2. Hao Yue

Translated by Wei Erlun Gray [France]

The moon shines on the forest,

On branches and under leaves.

voice

Ah, the people in my heart.

The pond is like a deep mirror.

Reflecting the shadow of the black willow,

The wind whimpered in the willows. ...

Dream on, it's time.

Broad and warm peace

Seems to have come down.

A starry sky

This is a happy moment.

Sorry, my ability is limited and I can't help you find it.