A poem related to traditional festivals

A poem related to traditional festivals is introduced as follows:

1, "New Year's Eve" Wen Tianxiang: Qiankun is empty, and the years have gone by; the end of the road is shocked by the wind and rain, and the poor side of the full snow frost. The life with the year to end, the body and the world to forget; no return to the tusu dream, pick the lamp night is not yet over.

2. Wang Anshi, "The New Year's Day": A year is over in the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into the tassel, a thousand doors and tens of thousands of tels, always replacing the new peach with the old one.

3. Du Mu (杜牧), "Qingming" (清明): The rain falls one after another at the time of Qingming, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. I ask where the tavern is, and the shepherd boy points to the village of apricot blossoms.

4. Luo Yin's "Tanabata": The Nymphaeaceae are in the sky, and the family has set up a red feast with a lot of laughter. I should pour out the treasure chest of pearls of Xie's daughter, and write the embroidered articles of Tanlang. The fragrant tents were clustered in a row, and the golden needles were threaded to pay homage to Cindy. The copper kettle leaks and the day is about to dawn, so I am disappointed to see another year of good times.

5. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi: The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is spinning a jade disk without a sound. The night is not long enough to see the moon next year.

6, "September 9 Memories of Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei: alone in a foreign land for the foreign guests, every festive season doubly homesick, distant brothers to climb high, all inserted Cornus less a person.

7, "New Year's Eve" Ouyang Xiu: last year's New Year's Eve, the flower market lights like day. The moon is at the top of the willow, after dusk. This year's New Year's Eve, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see anyone from last year, and my sleeves are wet with tears.

8, "Dragon Boat Festival" Wenxiu: section of the Dragon Boat Festival since who said, the ancient rumors for Qu Yuan; can laugh at the empty Chu River, can not be washed straight minister injustice.

9, "the 15th night of the first month" Su Dao Wei: fire tree silver flowers together, star bridge iron locks open, light tree thousands of light. The bright moon is coming by the way of people. All the prostitutes are ugly lies, and all the songs are full of fallen plums. The night is not a good time for Jingo to stop, and the jade leaks do not hurry me.

10, "The Night of the New Year" Cui Liquid: Jade Leak and Copper Kettle and don't rush, Iron Gate and Golden Lock are open all night long; who can sit idly when they see the moon, and where can they hear the light and not look at it?

11. Liu Yuxi, "Playing with the Moon on the Fifteenth Night of the August Moon", said: "The sky will be the moon tonight, washing the world once again. The summer is over, the sky is clean, and the autumn is clear. The stars let in their splendor, and the wind and dew send out crystal Ying. The world is a different place, and the world is a jade palace.

12. "Jade Tower Spring" by Mao Pang: A year's worth of Lotus Flower Leakage, Bijing Tusu Sinking Frozen Wine. The coldness of the dawn is still deceiving people, and the slenderness of the spring is the first to reach the willow. The beautiful woman advises me to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and peppercorns are so beautiful that I can't help but feel like I'm in love with her. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.

13, "Song of Water" Su Dongpo: chen mid-autumn festival, happy drinking day. I was very drunk, and I wrote this piece, and I also remembered Ziyu. When is the bright moon? Ask the blue sky with wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to go home on the wind, but I am afraid that the jade palace is too high to be cold! I want to dance, but I'm afraid the jade palace is too high to be visited. I can't sleep when I turn the vermilion pavilion and lower the beautiful door. We should not hate each other. Why do we always look back at the time of parting? People have their sorrows and joys, and the moon has its ups and downs, and this matter can never be resolved. But I wish you a long time, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan.