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20 ancient poems describing the Dragon Boat Festival

1, Dragon Boat Festival [Tang] Wen Xiu

The festival is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which is said to be Qu Yuan.

I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.

Where did the Dragon Boat Festival come from? According to the legend of predecessors, it is for Qu Yuan, a doctor of Chu State.

Ironically, the vast sea of smoke can't wash away the grievances of loyal people.

2. Noon [Tang] Yin

Comparison of original translation

Teenagers are more affectionate on holidays, but when they are old, they will feel sad; It's useless, but just pray for wine and wine.

The temples add white heads every day, and pomegranates bloom every year; Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in several names.

When I was a child, I always loved to have a lot of emotions during festivals.

Now that I am old, who still has the mind to be affectionate for no reason?

On the day of Duanyang, I was too lazy to learn the habit of hanging wormwood and exorcism.

Just ask for a common wine, and the world is at peace.

The temples are getting whiter every day.

Pomegranate flowers sprout like red brocade and bloom every year;

Alas, in the face of years, sages and fools are passers-by.

Who knows how many people have been forgotten and how many people have gone down in history?

Visit temples on Dragon Boat Festival.

3, five poems [Song] Lu You

Dragon Boat Festival is coming, and the red pomegranate flowers are full of mountain villages.

The poet ate two dumplings, and the executive was on the mugwort.

I'm still busy taking medicine and prescriptions, trying to get sick safely this year.

After this, it was time for the sun to set, and the family was ready to eat and drink. He drank the wine happily.

The Dragon Boat Festival is here, and the flaming pomegranate blossoms are all over the mountain village. People eat jiaozi horns and put mugwort leaves in their crowns. I am busy storing medicine and preparing prescriptions to make myself safe and disease-free this year. After all this, it was already sunset, his family had already prepared tables and drinks, and he began to drink happily.

4, Linjiang Yongchu's Ci paid in the afternoon [Song] Chen

Gao Yong-Zhu's poems are paid in the afternoon, and the world is in a hurry. Liu Hua is not as red as a dance skirt. No one knows this, and the curtain is full.

Everything hurts the old, and Rong Kuining smiles at the east wall. The depth of the glass is the same as last year. Try to pour the bridge into the water and arrive in central Hunan this evening.

I spent the Dragon Boat Festival by chanting songs of Chu loudly. At this time, I am wandering in a distant place, and I am a passer-by. No matter how red pomegranate flowers are in a foreign land, they are not as beautiful as the skirts of dancers in Beijing Normal University. No one can understand my thoughts at this moment. After my generous elegy, I only had a cool breeze. Everything is now, but there is an old disease. The hollyhock on the east wall seems to be laughing at my desolation. The wine in the glass looks almost the same as in previous years. I poured it into the river under the bridge and let the river carry it to Xiangjiang River.

5, the Dragon Boat Festival [Song] Wen Tianxiang

May 5th is the Dragon Boat Festival, and you gave me a wormwood.

The dead can't see, and new friends are far away.

Those who used to be loyal to their country are now gray.

I want to get hope from Qu Yuan. Hunan is far away.

May 5th is the Dragon Boat Festival, and you gave me a wormwood. The dead can't see, but new friends are thousands of miles away.

People who used to be loyal to their country are all white-haired now. I want to get hope from Qu Yuan. Sanxiang is far apart.

6. Dragon Boat Festival [Song] Zhang Lei

The race has been deeply saddened for thousands of years, and the loyal soul can return after it has gone.

The country died today, leaving only Li Sao in the world.

Dragon boat race is to deeply mourn Qu Yuan's eternal injustice. Where will the loyal soul return after a thousand years?

What can there be now when the country is dead? Alas! There is only "Li Sao" in the world!

7, bathing in the forest jade Huai' an heavy noon [Song]

Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. I was sad when I wrote a pomegranate skirt. Dreaming of time, Tingzhou is old.

Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune. Resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. Reading Qin Lou also personifies people's return, so you should cut calamus for your own consideration. But disappointment, a new toad with human horns.

Five-color silk thread is tied to the wrist of the lover, and the spell symbol of seal script is worn on the head to ward off evil spirits and drive away epidemics. She slept soundly in the sky-blue tulle tent. Banquet under the flower tree in the courtyard, gently shake the color fan in front of the window, sing and drink, and the beautiful scenery of the past is vivid. I wrote an inscription on her pomegranate skirt at that time. Today, the pomegranate outside the window has withered, the joy has passed, time flies, and the tender cattail grass on the sandbar is swaying with the wind, like a piece of smoke. Please don't sing Jiangnan ancient songs. How does that sad song comfort Qu Zi's grievances? Swallows gave birth to Xiaoyan in the warm spring breeze, and plums gradually turned yellow in the drizzle. At noon, the sun is strong. Does the beauty bathe vanilla in the curtain? I think she will definitely go back to Xiulou, cut off the calamus and soak it in wine, feeling sorry for herself. Disappointed, I looked up at the sky and watched a crescent moon rise in Ran Ran. The faint moonlight accompanied me to this corner of the sky.

8. Race Poems/and Hou Jiangning's "Race View", written by Cheng Yingyuan [Tang].

Xi Shi looked at the engine in front of the inn and thought about the Dragon Boat Festival for a long time.

When encouraged, the thunder is weak and the snow is smaller than the animal's head.

The rushing waves highlight people's attention, and the jumping waves compete for the birds to fly back.

Kong Lung didn't believe me, so he won the championship.

After living in Xi Shi for a long time, I began to miss the scene of the Dragon Boat Festival, and seized the opportunity to start acting in front of the post office building. The first blow of the drum is like thunder, and the animal's head spits out. Ten thousand people broke through the chorus and shouted, and the jumping waves competed with the birds. Many ships rushed forward like dragons and really won the championship.

9. Konakayama Dragon Boat Festival [yuan]

Abby Tipa is busy everywhere. Whose son is a girl, Qing Duanyang. Fine winding five-color arm length. Empty melancholy, who will hang Yuanxiang again? Don't talk about the past. A thousand years of loyalty, the sun shines. Reading Li Sao always hurts. No one can solve it, and the tree turns cold in the afternoon.

Everywhere is busy collecting mugwort and cattail. Whose young men and women will celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival? Five-color ribbons wrapped around arms, singing and dancing. My heart is melancholy. Who else mourns Qu Yuan on Dragon Boat Festival?

Do not judge the past. Qu Yuan's loyalty and righteousness can be compared with the sun and the moon. I always feel sad after reading Li Sao. No one understands my feelings, just enjoying the cool in the shade.

10, Ji You Dragon Boat Festival Beqiong? the Yuan Dynasty

There is always sunshine in the end, and Miluo has nowhere to hang her soul.

Liu Hua should laugh at each other and wake up alone without wine.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather was gloomy, and no one on the Miluo River mourned the death of Qu Yuan.

The pomegranate flowers in full bloom seem to laugh at me, too. Even if Tao Yuanming doesn't drink, he admires Qu Yuan's outstanding sobriety.

1 1, Huanxisha Dragon Boat Festival Su Shi? Song dynasty

The light sweat permeates Bibi Bay, bathing in Fang Lan during the Dragon Boat Festival in the Ming Dynasty. Qingchuan is full of fragrance.

The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the fine print hangs Lv Yun obliquely. Beautiful women meet for a thousand years.

I'm sweating a little, and I'm soaked in blue muslin. I must make orchid soup for Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow. There were a sea of participants, and the pink rouge left after washing and grooming flowed into the river with the current, covering the river.

You gently wrap the colored thread around the jade arm, and the small print hangs obliquely on the bun. I just hope that I can stay with the person I love forever and grow old together.

12, three Zhao fans in the Dragon Boat Festival? Song dynasty

Said to throw the poem to him, where he drowned himself in the Milo River. He was very happy today.

Try to smell the wood-seeking monk and wish him good luck.

Advice need not sink to death, leaving articles with stars.

What's the point? Let's drink more wine and sing you a long song.

It is windy and rainy every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, which seems to be a grievance for Qu Yuan.

I want to talk to anyone I want.

It is said that poetry was written for the Miluo River, which is a kind of enjoyment today. I've heard of praying for the woodcarving god and trying to bless the Ai people!

It was a suggestion, but it was not adopted by the king of Chu. Finally, it died in the river, but the article left behind was as immortal as a star. Pour another long-haul wine? Let's clap and sing for Qu Yuan!

It rains and blows every year on the Dragon Boat Festival, like complaining about Qu Yuan. I want to find someone to talk about these worries and play with the pigeon with only the north and south of the house.

13, Yin spent the Dragon Boat Festival in Tongzhou? Tang dynasty

White hair falls to the shoulder one foot long, and 35 days away from home is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The child was very happy and surprised to see it, but asked which direction is home?

The white hair is a foot long and has been in a foreign land for thirty-five days.

The child was very happy and surprised when he saw it, but asked which direction was his hometown.

14, South Song Ziyou Su Shi? Song dynasty

Mountains and songs meet, and waves are intoxicating. Visitors all went up to the thirteenth floor. I don't envy western bamboo songs and ancient Yangzhou.

Long and steady, Qiong Yao fell into a jade boat. Whose water sings first. Sound flies around Bishan, and clouds stay at night.

The mountains are green like singer Diane's eyebrows, and the blue waves flow like people's hazy eyes. People love to climb the thirteenth floor, and no longer envy the ancient Yangzhou blown by Zhu Xige.

Rice soft cake calamus, jade pot pour wine jade cup. I don't know who sang the water tune, the song flew around the green hills, and the night clouds stayed.

15, Tang Xianzu was banned from playing in Chuzhou in the afternoon? [Ming dynasty]

I just got back from a spring outing in Liancheng. I only bought calamus, bamboo leaves and realgar wine. I think I can spend the Dragon Boat Festival.

I know Qu Yuan doesn't like Oujiang River, so why should the people pay tribute to Qu Yuan on such a luxurious Dragon Boat Festival?

Just got back from an outing in Liancheng, I only bought calamus and bamboo leaf green wine at home, and thought I could spend the Dragon Boat Festival. I know Qu Yuan is not indulging in Oujiang River, so why use such a luxurious dragon boat race to mourn Qu Yuan?

16, watch the game in the afternoon? [Ming dynasty]

* * * Horrible dragons are rushing upstream, and I don't know if it is a Mulan boat.

Yun Qi hunted Han Qing, thunder and drums were loud, and Yin Biliu.

Qu Zi's ghost died in ancient times, and the legacy of Chu Township has survived to this day.

In his spare time, Jiang Ting talked loudly, got drunk and was cynical.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, people on the shore watched the dragons frolicking on the water in horror. Only then did I know that it was a dragon boat decorated with colorful flags, loud gongs and drums and rippling clear water. Since ancient times, the ghost of Qu Yuan has been lingering, and the customs of Chu still exist. Leisure days are suitable for drinking and gathering in Jiangting, and reading Li Sao makes me sad.

17, fishing, watching Nalan Xingde when it rains in the afternoon? [Qing dynasty]

Scars add to the body, half-pole is soft and green, and there are countless leaves on the top of the cattail. The balcony was foggy and dark, and Bai Niao wanted to dance with a fish in his mouth. Hongqiao Road, Justice School, Fanfang Drum. Oh, it's dumb and soft. I painted a new lotus early, and suddenly I turned around along the embankment and broke through.

Jane Suzhu does not diminish the depth of Xiaoxiang. The rain is falling like fog, dripping into a tear of Jiao Ren, and it is also like a tribute to Miluo. Sorrow is difficult to compose, only the colorful thread and fragrant pulse will last forever. Don't say anything sad, remember the flag pavilion that day, the water disappeared, and Chinese wine blocked the wind.

After the rain, the water rose, and the light green water surface has risen to half a pole, and there are countless reeds and leaves. Pavilions and pavilions are hazy, willow branches are dark, and Bai Niao flies with fish in his mouth. Outside the painting bridge, the road is long. On the boat, the boats are singing, and the flute and drums are ringing, lingering in the middle of the water. With the gentle paddle sound, the ship has brushed the new river, turned around along the river bank, and broke through the rain curtain when the new river was born.

Boats and bamboos full of reeds are as deep as Xiaoxiang. Rain falls in succession, misty, like fog, like Jiao Ren's tears, and like a tribute to Qu Yuan. Sorrow is difficult to write, but it is wrapped in colored lines to commemorate the custom of Qu Yuan, which has been passed down through the ages. There was sadness and silence. I remember that day in the restaurant, after playing water games, the crowd dispersed, and I was half drunk and walked in the wind.

18, Wu Wenying in Huai 'an, Lan Xiang? Song dynasty

Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. I was sad when I wrote a pomegranate skirt. Dreaming of time, Tingzhou is old.

Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune. Resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. Reading Qin Lou also personifies people's return, so you should cut calamus for your own consideration. But disappointment, a new toad with human horns.

Five-color silk thread is tied to the wrist of the lover, and the spell symbol of seal script is worn on the head to ward off evil spirits and drive away epidemics. She slept soundly in the sky-blue tulle tent. Banquet under the flower tree in the courtyard, gently shake the color fan in front of the window, sing and drink, and the beautiful scenery of the past is vivid. At that time, I wrote poems on her pomegranate skirt. Today, the pomegranate outside the window has withered and the joy has passed. Time flies, the tender cattail grass on the sandbar is swaying with the wind, like a piece of smoke.

Please don't sing Jiangnan ancient songs. How can the sad sad songs comfort Qu Zi's grievances? Swallows gave birth to Xiaoyan in the warm spring breeze, and plums gradually turned yellow in the drizzle. At noon, the sun is strong. Does the beauty bathe vanilla in the curtain? I think she will definitely go back to Xiulou, cut off the calamus and soak it in wine, feeling sorry for herself. Disappointed, I looked up at the sky and watched a crescent moon rise in Ran Ran. The faint moonlight accompanied me to the horizon.

19. Su Zhai has a colorful knot. Do you answer Quan Deyu with a poem? Tang dynasty

This is a good time for the Dragon Boat Festival. I hope the elderly can live to be a thousand years old. It is people's common wish to hang colored silk thread on clothes, and a light skirt sets off the body more beautifully.

In Shangshu, a quiet, sincere and affectionate person holds stationery. I want to use a glass of wine to convey my wishes, and my eyes are full of Yuan's shadow.

This is a wonderful time for the Dragon Boat Festival. I hope the elderly can live to be a thousand years old. The clothes are hung with colored silk threads of the same wish, and the light dress makes the body more beautiful.

Shang Shusheng was silent, holding the writing paper sincerely and affectionately. I want to drown my sorrows in wine, and my eyes are full of grandchildren.

20. What is Su Shi's Zen saying about traveling around the temple during the Dragon Boat Festival? Song dynasty

Shoulder straps are suitable for any situation. If you win, you will stay.

Burning incense leads to a quiet step, and drinking tea leads to a quiet feast.

The light rain has stopped and the small window is more beautiful.

When the sun is not seen in Penshan, the vegetation is pale.

Suddenly climbed the tallest tower, and the view was poor.

Bian Feng shines on the battlements, making clouds float in the sky.

The depth is gratifying and the opening is convenient.

The clouds are not exhausted, and the market is late.

When I come back, I will remember my calendar and never sleep.

Taoist priests don't sleep, and they meditate alone at night.

Driving a car is willful, and I will go shopping when I meet a scenic spot.

Burning incense in the temple, tasting fragrant tea and vegetarian dishes.

When it rains in Mao Mao, stop and go, and the quiet little window is more beautiful.

Surrounded by mountains, it is difficult to see the sun if you are sitting in a basin. The longer the vegetation grows, the bigger it becomes.

Climb the tallest tower in the temple and see the world.

The shadow of the edge mountain is reflected on the battlements, and the Taihu Lake is vast in smoke and waves, floating in the sky without shore.

As deep and quiet as a mountain, I certainly like it, and I also like the boundless tolerance of Taihu Lake.

Before the outing was over, smoke had already come out of the village.

Write down today's trip when you come back, and you can't sleep because of worry.

Tao Qian is not sleepy, he is alone in the ancient Buddha and participates in night meditation.