There is classical Chinese writing about the Spring Festival.

1. Classical Chinese (short) Ode to the Spring Festival Han Xiao has not returned yet, and the shock has already appeared. There are mountains and rivers outside and rivers inside, and the spring breeze paves the way. Everything has a spirit, just waiting for thunder. Welcome the new year, resign the old year and add the new year; Celebrate festivals, celebrate feasts, and people will add Shou Yuan.

Fu Lu comes to the door, and wealth is happy to enter the door. Heaven is dead and Gao Tang is alive. Try to enjoy your knees and serve your majesty. Parents are safe, and future generations are ambitious. A person's life can be filial, generous and gentle. Boil pigs and slaughter sheep, and have plenty of food and clothing; The taste of taste buds is as delicious as ever. Well-dressed, put on the incense table and worship the ancestors; Open ancestral halls, set up ancestral halls, and make solemn sacrifices. Renxiao runs a family with a simple family style. Even if the child is stubborn, adults should be honest. Poems and books are handed down from family to family, and the family style lasts forever. Even an ordinary body can be beautiful.

This is an auspicious moment. Open the door and accept the blessing. Wine and food, competing for beauty; Melons, pears and peaches are all available. Push the cup for a change, and the laughter will continue. Brotherhood is deep, and blood is connected. Family happiness, why say more! In this situation, with whom to ask, there is no missing in the world, looking down from the cold and warm?

After the family dinner, the year began. Children play, parents rest assured. Sisters and brothers, each doing his own job, making noodles, stuffing and wrapping jiaozi, are happy; Relatives and friends greet each other and say good luck. They all look happy. When the children arrive, the gods return to their places, and everything in the family is prosperous, and the country and the people are safe. If a vagrant doesn't come back, I miss him through my eyes. At first glance, the Milky Way moon hung high. A person traveling in the world, only the shadow is pitiful. Recall the past and have a lot of thoughts; It's fun to coax a lovely child. Every household welcomes the Spring Festival, and the celebrations are touching. At this time, the lights are brightly lit. Qian Shan is full of water and infinite warmth. Cardamom is very old, enjoying happiness and holding fireworks. They are all teenagers.

2. Writing classical Chinese poems about the Spring Festival Tian Jia Yuan Ri (Tang) Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started in the east today; I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money.

Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy; Tian said that this year's climate is abundant. "Selling Dementia" (Tang) On New Year's Eve in Fan Chengda, people don't sleep, and they are tired and lazy to force the New Year; Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.

In addition to the night (Tang), it is related to unity and emptiness, and Wan Li's one-night lovesickness. Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.

In the Yuan (Song) year, Wang Anshi's firecrackers rang at the age of one, and send warm entered Tu Su in the spring breeze; Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. In the Yuan Dynasty, one year, the lotus leaked and the wine was frozen in Bijing Tu Su.

Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring. Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves.

Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun. In addition to the night (Southern Song Dynasty), Wen Tianxiang was dry and empty, and the years went to the hall; The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.

Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten; There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night. New Year's greetings (tomorrow) Wen Zhiming doesn't want to meet, just a courtesy call. We are all over the famous newspapers.

I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty. It's completely weathered, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious. Add the New Year, and the old mountains and rivers will spring.

Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun. On New Year's Eve, I occasionally become a (clear) Huang Jingren. Thousands of people are smiling and slowly leaking, and hidden worries are hidden outside. People who stood quietly in the bridge didn't know it. They watched it for a long time, as if for a month.

Fengcheng New Year's Speech (Qing Dynasty) Cha Qiao cut a win and tried Silla, painting lottery gold as a moth; Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20. On New Year's Day in Jiawu (Qing Dynasty), Kong's white hair was not full, and the old-age stove was abandoned.

Cut candles and dry supper wine, and spend all your money. Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.

Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao. On the first day of New Year's Day, Liu Yazi was occupied, Dong laughed and celebrated the New Year, and Mrs. Hongyan sent plum blossoms; Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.

Only loyal to the country, there is no paradise at home; Song and dance accompany Beijing to welcome the festival and overlook Yan' an scenery. Watching the flower market in Linmai Street during the Spring Festival, but leaning on the arcade like a corridor; Bundled potted plants are lined up, and the grass plants are woody and fragrant.

All night, the lights are bright and the songs are fascinating. It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.

Many, many years ago, there was a small village at the foot of Dingyang Mountain with beautiful scenery. On the hillside at the head of the village, there is a small stone house where a young man named Wannian lives. He was born in poverty and made a living by collecting firewood and digging for medicine. At that time, festivals were chaotic and farmers could not farm. Wan nian is a young man with calculation. He wants to set the festival accurately, but he doesn't know where to start.

One day, Wannian went up the mountain to collect firewood and sat under a tree to rest. The movement of the shadow inspired him, so he made a sundial and measured the shadow to calculate the length of the day. However, cloudy, cloudy, foggy and rainy days affect the measurement. He wants to make another timer to make up for the sundial. That day, he went up the mountain to dig medicine and came to the spring to drink water. The spring on the cliff was ticking rhythmically, which caught his attention. He looked at the spring, thought for a while and then lost his mind. I went home, drew a picture, tried it, and made a five-story leaky pot. From then on, he measured the shadow of the sun, looked for loopholes and worked hard. Slowly, he found that every 360 days, the length of a day would be repeated from the beginning. The solstice in winter is the shortest day.

At that time, the son of heaven was called Zu Ti. The chaos of the festival made him very anxious. Just call a hundred officials. Discuss the difficulties of chaos in Korean festivals. The name of the festival official is Aheng. If you don't know the laws of the sun and the moon, you can say that people are careless and have sinned against God. Only by kneeling devoutly can you get God's forgiveness. Zuyi took a vegetarian bath. Take officials to the Temple of Heaven to worship heaven, send a message to the whole country, and build a platform to worship heaven.

But the sacrifices come and go, with no effect, and the season is still very chaotic; People all over the country must serve and donate to build altars. It's really bile mixed with coptis chinensis. Bitter is worse than bitter. Ten thousand years can't help it. He took the sundial and the clepsydra to see the son of heaven.

I met the son of heaven, talked about the winter solstice, talked about the cycle of the sun and the moon. Zu Ti was overjoyed at this. Even if he built a large-scale building, he built the Sun and Moon Pavilion, the sundial platform and the Leaky Pot Pavilion in front of the Temple of Heaven. And left 12 boys to serve for 10 thousand years. Give way to six after ten thousand years.

One boy is guarding the sundial, and six boys are guarding leaky cauldron, carefully recording and reporting on time.

One day, Zuyi asked Ah Heng to go to Riyuege to inquire about calendar making. Wannian pointed to the calendar and said, "Sunrise and Sunset 360, start all over again. The vegetation is divided into four seasons and there are twelve laps a year. " Ah Heng was deeply sensible when he heard this, but his heart was uneasy. He thought to himself: If the festival is set at 10,000 years, and the son of heaven is happy, who will listen to me? Ah Heng thought and thought, bent on getting rid of Wan Nian.

On that day, Aheng found that he was a good shooter, so he sent someone to invite him home, held a wine feast, explained the reason, and promised him a heavy gift. The assassin promised to assassinate him that night. On the second drum of the day, the assassin left Aheng drunk and ran to Riyuege. But around the Temple of Heaven, Sun Moon's adult was guarded by guards, so the assassin couldn't get close, so he pulled out his bow and arrow and shot at Wannian who was watching the stars on the Sun Moon Pavilion. Who knows that the assassin drank too much, his eyes were dim, and the arrow only hit Wan Nian's arm. Ten thousand years fell to the ground with a sigh, and all the teenagers cried for the thief. Hearing the shouts, the guards went out together, caught the assassin and leaned forward to see the son of heaven.

Zu Ti asked the truth, sent a command to put Ah Heng into prison, and made a meditation to visit the Sun Moon Pavilion for ten thousand years. Wan Nian was very moved and pointed to Shen Xing and said, "Shen Xing has caught up with silkworms and astrology has been restored. Giving children in the evening, the old year has passed, and it is spring again. Let's hope that the emperor will make a festival. "

Zu Ti said, "Spring is the first year of a year, so let's call it Spring Festival. Ai Qing has been in the cabinet for three years, and she has the courage to make the lunar calendar based on the full moon. This is really a great achievement. Ai Qing was assassinated by a traitor today. Come with me to the palace to recuperate. "

Wannian said: "Although the lunar calendar was originally created, it is still not accurate, and there are still a few hours at the end of the year. If you don't decorate the end of the year, the sun and the moon will fly, and it will be wrong to come and go. I am deeply indebted to the negative expectations of the son of heaven. I am willing to fuck my heart out, calculate carefully and set the calendar accurately.

4. A classical Chinese article about Spring Festival hangs in the well and is taken out on New Year's Day. The whole family drinks Tu Su wine and hangs a red board on the door to ward off evil spirits.

Every new year's day, take off the old peach symbol and put on a new one. "New peaches for old symbols" closely echoes the first sentence of firecrackers to send the old year, vividly showing the scene of Vientiane renewal.

As a politician, Wang Anshi painted two statues on two mahogany boards in every household, and the spring breeze blew the heating into Tu Su wine (meaning that after drinking Tu Su wine, he felt warm that spring was coming). Fu Tao is a painting with gods.

The whole poem is light in writing and bright in tone: the old goalkeeper is always replaced by a new goalkeeper: the first day of the first month. 2. One year apart: One year has passed.

3. Tu Su says it can exorcise demons. This poem describes the excitement and joy of the new year's day.

Say the whole sentence. 5. Always exchange new peaches for old ones, and write that the glory of the rising sun shines on thousands of families.

Using "absolutely" to express the splendid scene at sunrise symbolizes the infinite bright future. "Always replace the old symbols with new symbols", the ambition of strengthening the country and enriching the people and the optimistic and confident mood express the author's thoughts and feelings about political innovation.

The first sentence, "One year old in firecrackers", sent away the old year and ushered in the new year in firecrackers. In ancient times, when the New Year came, I wrote about my political reform, except for the old and the new: Tu Su wine. Fu Tao is made of mahogany: great.

In short, the morning sun shines on the whole family. In ancient times, every year on New Year's Eve, my family used Tusu grass to make wine. They were also poets.

Many of his poems about scenery and things contain strong political content. This poem is a description of the new atmosphere of New Year's Day, which not only describes the folk customs at that time, but also contains the meaning of getting rid of the old cloth and hanging it on the gate.

Sentences are closely related to the topic, rendering the lively and joyful atmosphere of the Spring Festival. The second sentence, "Spring Breeze Warms Tu Su", describes people drinking Tu Su wine in the warm spring breeze.

In the third sentence, "Thousands of families go to heaven", Wang Anshi's firecrackers rang for one year, but the spring breeze sent warmth to Tu Su. When thousands of families go to heaven, they always exchange new peaches for old ones. [Note] 1. Yuanri.

5. A classical Chinese article about the Spring Festival.

Wang Anshi

Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,

The spring breeze brought warmth to Tusu,

Thousands of families are dying,

Always trade new peaches for old ones.

[Notes]

1. January day: the first day of the first lunar month.

2. One year apart: One year has passed.

3. Tu Su: Tu Su wine. In ancient times, there was a custom that every year on New Year's Eve, the family made wine with Tusu grass, hung it in the well, and took it out on New Year's Day, so the whole family drank oriental Tu Su wine. In a word, the spring breeze blows the heating into Tu Su wine (meaning, after drinking Tu Su wine, I feel that spring has come warmly).

4. Hey: Great. In short, the morning sun shines on the whole family.

5. Always replace the new peach with the old symbol: always replace the old symbol with the new symbol. Fu Tao is made of peach wood. In ancient times, every household painted two statues with two mahogany boards and hung them on the gate, saying that they could exorcise demons.

This poem describes the moving scene of excitement, joy and Vientiane renewal on New Year's Day, and expresses the author's thoughts and feelings of reforming politics.

The first sentence, "One year old in firecrackers", sent away the old year and ushered in the new year in firecrackers. Sentences are closely related to the topic, rendering the lively and joyful atmosphere of the Spring Festival. The second sentence, "Spring Breeze Warms Tu Su", describes people drinking Tu Su wine in the warm spring breeze. The third sentence, "Every family is dying", is written that the glory of the rising sun shines on every family. Using "absolutely" to express the splendid scene at sunrise symbolizes the infinite bright future. The conclusion that the old symbols are always replaced by new symbols not only describes the folk customs at that time, but also contains the meaning of getting rid of the old cloth and making new ones. "Fu Tao" is a kind of red wooden board painted with gods, which is hung on the door to ward off evil spirits. Every new year's day, take off the old peach symbol and put on a new one. "New peaches for old symbols" closely echoes the first sentence of firecrackers to send the old year, vividly showing the scene of Vientiane renewal.

Wang Anshi is both a politician and a poet. Many of his poems about scenery and things contain strong political content. Through the description of New Year's Day and the new atmosphere of New Year's Day, this poem expresses its ambition, optimism and self-confidence of ruling reform, eliminating the old and enriching the people.

The whole poem is light in writing and bright in color, and the prospect of the eyes is in harmony with the water in the heart. This is indeed a good poem with profound implications.

6. On the Festival China Ancient Double Ninth Festival: In Wang Wei's "On the Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers", a person is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every holiday. I know from a distance how high my brothers have climbed, and one person is missing everywhere. Tomb-Sweeping Day: In Du Mu's "Tomb-Sweeping Day", there is a poem that says: "There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? Pastoral nursery rhymes refer to Xinghua Village. "Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.

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.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home, 3231335323635438+0343136353358685 e5aeb9313333238655.

On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.

I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?

Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.

Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.

On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.

Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.

In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside 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.

On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.

Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.

Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.

Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.

Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? 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 better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. 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. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.

Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. 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 it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.

Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.

The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.

According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.

It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

Back to Dong Zhongqiu, please hold a banquet and invite Wen Tianxiang to take photos and carry pictures.

7. Ancient prose 1 describing traditional festivals. Poems describing New Year's Eve: "Except Night" Wen Song Tianxiang Gankun is empty, and the years go on; The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.

Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten; There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night. 2. Poetry describing the Spring Festival: "January Day" in the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze entered Tu Su in send warm. Thousands of families trade new peaches for old ones every day.

3. Poems describing the Lantern Festival: "Yuanxi" Song Ouyang Xiu When the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was lit like a day. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

4. Poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day: During the period of Tomb-Sweeping Day in Tang Dynasty in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it rained cats and dogs, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

5. Poems describing the Dragon Boat Festival: "May 5" Mei Qu's family in the Song Dynasty has sunk to death, and Chu people can't tolerate it. Why not slander, but want to be a dragon?

Hate before death, not after death. Yuan Xiang Bi Tan Shui wants to see the striker.

6. A poem describing the Mid-Autumn Festival: "Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant place". The moon in Zhang Tang is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

7. A poem describing Valentine's Day in China: Qixi. In Luo Yin in the Tang Dynasty, there were stars in the sky, and the whole family laughed and held a red banquet. We should thank Nvzhu for writing Tan Lang's wonderful article.

Fragrant curtains are clustered in rows, and gold needles are put on to worship Chanjuan. If you don't report the copper pot, you will know, and you will be sad for another year.

8. Poems describing the Double Ninth Festival: "Shanjiesi Shandong Brothers" Tang Stranger. Every holiday, he misses his loved ones twice, and he knows from a distance where his brothers have climbed, and one person is missing everywhere.