Traditional festival poems

Twilight covered the trail and Shi Huai sank into the river. Where the doctor sings, the waning moon is cold in the sky. Turbid waves in Tung Chung, clouds and dreams ups and downs, Chu is also sad. Restrain the guest's prose style and worry about the article.

Beating gongs and drums, throwing zongzi and cleaning up. Flying boats stop the waves and swing their arms and roar. In the past, when the weather was sunny, San Lv should be peaceful. Time flies and the wind will last forever.

Mid-autumn homesickness

Wandering away from home for decades

The most sleepless night is tossing and turning.

Qingliu pool near Wuming Village

Do you send acacia for a month?

Send me thoughts on New Year's Eve.

The ancient lanterns are gone now.

Only yuanxiao is still sweet.

Wipe away the tears of yesterday's acacia

Xi Wandell Li Menghui

Son, where is heaven?

How many times has Sri Lanka left the country?

Yunmeng Liu Ruma Navigation Office

Fish beams must be endowed with jade to evoke souls.

The holy dynasty has nothing to do with this.

Good travelers love each other less in order to save.

Mandao Dragon Boat Reaches Intention

Mourn Wang Sun with scenery

Thinking about Li Bai at night

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Saixia Qululun

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

Zhu Liguan Wang Wei

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song; It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji

Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fish, fire, sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Qingpingdiao Li Bai

Clouds want clothes, flowers and capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to expose China; If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

folk song

The bright moon shines on Kyushu, and several families are happy and sad. Several couples are in the same boat, and several couples are floating in other States.

From a berth on Tonglu to a friend Meng Haoran in Yangzhou.

Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. I, a stranger in this inland area,

I miss my friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.

Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. If only my art could make me famous.

Free my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .

Golden Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Untitled Li shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest I be in a beautiful building. It's too cold up there. Dancing can understand shadows. What's it like? The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate. When do you always say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

* Poetry-Inspiring

Gu Feng Li Shen

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. When weeding is at noon,

Sweat dripped on the ground. Who knows that every grain on the plate is hard?

Witch hazel Du Qiuniang

I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

Long song line/long song line

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? The boss will be sad if you don't work hard!

Tao Yuanming's miscellaneous poems

Life without a base is like the dust of the road. Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be. Being brothers, why flesh and blood? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink. Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day.

It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.

* Poetry-Parting

Farewell to Wang Wei

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Weicheng district Wang Wei

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

There is a beautiful tree in the yard.

There are strange trees and gorgeous green leaves in the court. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy. The fragrance wafts all over the sleeves,

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is bright. The full moon is regarded as a symbol of reunion and an emotional attachment of literati. The following are famous sentences related to the bright moon and Mid-Autumn Festival, which are selected from poems of past dynasties.

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. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

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! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Take a boat for the Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhang Huangyan.

* Poetry Festival

Dry jujitsu 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.

Qingming du mu

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Autumn Xi Du Mu

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Changshangyin

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.

Cold food Korean Olympics

The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is slanting; As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

Bird Bai Juyi

Who says many people's lives are insignificant? As common as flesh and blood. I advise you not to hit the branch bird. My son is waiting for his mother to come back in the nest.

Wandering in Meng Jiao

The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body. She sews it carefully and repairs it thoroughly, fearing that the delay will make him go home late, but there are inches of grass.

Make three spring scenery.

Born in Ouyang Xiu.

Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was brightly lit. Liu Weitou on the moon, people about after dusk. On the moonlit night of January this year, the moonlight is still there; I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

Lao Guo Ren Zhuang Meng Haoran

Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm; Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. We open your window to the garden and fields,

Holding a glass of wine to talk about mulberry and hemp; Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

* Poetry-The Moon

Thinking about Li Bai at night

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Saixia Qululun

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

Zhu Liguan Wang Wei

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song; It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji

Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fish, fire, sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Qingpingdiao Li Bai

Clouds want clothes, flowers and capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to expose China; If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

folk song

The bright moon shines on Kyushu, and several families are happy and sad. Several couples are in the same boat, and several couples are floating in other States.

From a berth on Tonglu to a friend Meng Haoran in Yangzhou.

Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. I, a stranger in this inland area,

I miss my friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.

Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. If only my art could make me famous.

Free my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .

Golden Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.