Chinese Traditional Poems about Festivals

A summary of ancient poems about traditions about festivals is as follows

1. About Spring Festival

1)Wang Anshi's "New Year's Day"

One year is over in the sound of firecrackers, and the wind of spring sends warmth into the tusu.

A thousand doors and tens of thousands of houses are tilted, always changing the new peach for the old one.

2) (Tang) Gao Shi, "New Year's Eve"

Why is it that I can't sleep by the cold light of the hotel?

This is the first time I've ever thought of my hometown, and I'll be thinking of it again tomorrow.

3)New Year's Eve Wen Tianxiang

The universe is empty, and the years have gone by;

The wind and rain are not yet on the road, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.

The life of a man is over with the years, and his body is forgotten with the world,

No more dreams of Tusu, and the night is still young.

2. About the Mid-Autumn Festival

1)Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts"

The light of the moon before the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Lift your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown.

2)Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"

The white trees in the courtyard are filled with crows, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.

Tonight the moon is bright and people are looking at it all the time, I don't know whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on.

3)Mid-Autumn Moon by Su Shi, Song Dynasty

The evening clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is spinning a jade disk without a sound.

This night is not long enough, but the moon will be there next year.

4)Song Su Shi, Song of the Songs in the Water

When is the bright moon? I'm not sure when the moon will come out, but I'm going to ask it. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that the jeweled buildings are too high to be cold. I want to dance and make clear shadows, but I don't feel like I am on earth! I can't sleep when I turn the vermilion pavilion and lower the beautiful door. There should not be hate, why is it always round? People have sadness and happiness, and the moon has its own shade and roundness, this matter can not be complete. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Chan Juan.

3. Ancient Poems about Qingming Festival

Du Mu "Qingming"

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

When I ask where the tavern is, the shepherd boy points to the village of apricot blossoms.

The Cold Eclipse on the Way (Tang) Song Zhiwen

The Cold Eclipse on the Way, the Twilight Spring on the Way

Pity the poor people who look at the river, and don't see the people in the Luoqiao Bridge.

The North Pole is pregnant with the Lord of Light, and the South Sea is a desertion.

The old garden is a broken place, and the willows are new day and night.

The Cold Eclipse (Tang) Han Shide (Tang Dynasty)

The city of spring is full of flowers, and the east wind of the cold eclipse makes the willows slant.

The candles were passed around the Han Palace at the end of the day, and the smoke was dispersed into the houses of the five feudal lords.

Lu Men's Matters (Tang) Zhang Ji

The plowman called for a boat, the spring grass green ten thousand fields

Try to go up to the Wu Gate to spy on the county Guo, the Qingming a few new smoke

Cold food wild look forward to the chanting of the Tang Bai Juyi

Crowing magpies noise dusk trees, the Qingming cold food, who cried.

The wind is blowing the paper money in the wilderness, and the grass is green in the ancient tombs.

Ye pear flowers reflect the poplar tree, all are the place of death and parting

Heavy spring cry in the dark, Xiao Xiao twilight rain, people return to

4, about the Chongyang Festival of the ancient poems

1) Wang Wei "September 9 Day Memories of Shandong Brothers"

Alone in a foreign land for the foreign guests, every festive season doubly think of their relatives.

We know that our brothers climbed to the top of the mountain, but we are not alone.

2) (Tang) Meng Haoran, "Autumn Ascent to Wanshan Mountain and Sending Zhang Wu"

Beijing Mountain in white clouds, the hermit is happy.

When we look at each other, we climb up to the top, and our hearts fly out with the geese.

Sadness arises in the twilight, and the feeling of happiness comes in the early fall.

When I saw the people returning to the village, I rested at the end of the ferry on the flat sand.

The trees in the sky are like chestnuts, and the river is like the moon.

Why should I bring wine to ****drunken Chung Yeung Festival?

3)(Song) Li Qingzhao Drunken Flower Cloud

The mist and thick clouds are worrying about the eternal day, and the brain is eliminating the golden beast.

The festive season is again the sun, jade pillow gauze cupboard, midnight cool first penetration.

After the dusk of the DongLi wine, there is a dark fragrance filling the sleeves.