Complete works of ancient poems about festivals

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune

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

the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year

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. -Wang Anshi's January Day

Qingming Festival

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. -Han Yi's Cold Food

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.

Skillful hands, make a loom.

There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences.

Between water and water, there are no words. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems: Cowherd Star"

Double Ninth Festival

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"

the Lantern Festival

One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. -Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi