Ten poems about festivals, including dynasties and poets.

Relating to New Year's Eve:

New Year's Eve

Song Wen Tianxiang

The universe is empty, and the years go by;

The end of the road is full of wind and rain, and the poor side of the world is full of snow and frost.

The life of the world is over, the body and the world are all forgotten;

The dream of the Tusu is gone, and the night is still young.

Relating to the Spring Festival:

The New Year's Day

Wang Anshi of Song Dynasty

The firecrackers sound a year away, the spring breeze sends warmth into the tassel,

The thousand gates of ten thousand telsel days, and always change the new peaches for the old ones.

Relating to the Lantern Festival:

The Lantern Festival

Song Ouyang Xiu

Last year on the night of the Lantern Festival, the lanterns in the flower market were as bright as day.

The moon reaches the top of the willow, and people meet after dusk.

This year on New Year's Eve, the moon and the lights are still the same.

I don't see anyone from last year, but I have tears on my sleeves.

Relating to the Qingming Festival:

"Qingming"

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The rain falls one after another at the time of the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where can I find a tavern? The shepherd boy points to the apricot blossom village.

Relating to the Dragon Boat Festival:

The Fifth Day of the 5th May

Song Mei Yaochen

Qu has sunk to his death, and the people of Chu mourn him.

What can be done to stop the slander, and what can be done to stop the dragon?

It is not yet over, but it is a matter of time before we can find out what happened.

The water in the blue pool of Yuanxiang should illuminate the peaks.

About the Tanabata Festival:

The Tanabata Festival

Tang Luoyin

The Nymphaeaceae River in the corner of the starry sky, and a family laughing and setting up a red feast.

It should be dumped into Xie's jewelry box and written in the form of an embroidered article by Tan Lang.

The fragrant tents are clustered in a row, and the golden needles are threaded to pay homage to Cindy.

The copper kettle will tell us that the day will soon dawn, and we will be disappointed for another year of good luck.

Relating to the Mid-Autumn Festival:

"Looking at the Moon and Enchanting the Distant"

Tang Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

This is the time when the moon is born on the sea.　

Lover complains about the distant night, and thinks of each other on the night.　

The candle is extinguished, the light is full, the clothes are covered with dew.　

It is not possible to give a gift with your hand, but you should go back to bed and dream of a better time.

The Night of the Fifteenth Day of the First Moon

(Tang) Su Daoyi

The fire tree and the silver flowers merge, the star bridge and the iron locks are opened,

The lamps and trees are illuminated by a thousand lights. The bright moon is coming by people.

All the prostitutes are full of ugly memories, and the songs are full of fallen plums.

Jinwu can't stop the night, and the jade leaks don't hurry.

The Night of the New Year

(Tang) Cui Liquid

Jade and copper pots should not be rushed, and iron gates and golden locks should be opened all night long;

Who can sit idly in the moonlight, and where do you hear the lamps and not look at them?

The Fifteenth Night of the Lanterns

(Tang) Lu Zhaolin

Jinli opened a fragrant feast, Lan Hongyan early years.

Adorned colors are far from the ground, and the light is far from the sky.

The stars are falling from the sky, and the moon is hanging from the building.

Some other kind of smile, to reflect the nine branches of the front.

The Night Lights on the Fifteenth Day of the First Moon

(Tang) Zhang Hu

Thousands of doors were unlocked and ten thousand lamps were lit, and in the middle of the first month, the earth's capital was moved.

Three hundred people in the house danced with their sleeves, and once they entered the sky, they wrote words.

The poem says

(Tang) Li Shangyin

The moonlight and the lanterns are all over the imperial capital, and the fragrant car and the treasure cover are all through the streets.

Being idle and not witnessing the prosperity of the Middle Kingdom, I was ashamed to chase the townspeople to race the purple nuns.

The poem says

(Song) Jiang Baishi

The Lantern Festival is a competition to see the lotus picking boat, the BMW and fragrant car to pick up the falling tin;

The stormy night is deep and the people are dispersed, the lone lamp is still called to sell soup yuan.

Poem

(Song) Jiang Baishi

Valuable guests hooked curtains to see the Royal Street, the city treasures a moment to come,

Curtain before the trellis no way, no money refused to return.