Chinese traditional festivals related to the ancient poems and famous lines

If repeated, directly skip Oh 1. Description of New Year's Eve: New Year's Eve Wen Tianxiang Qiankun is empty, the years go to the hall; the end of the road is shocked by the wind and rain, the poor side of the full snow frost. The life with the year to end, the body and the world to forget; no more Tusu dream, picking lamps night. 2. 2. describing the Spring Festival, Wang Anshi, the first day of the year, the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into the tassel, a thousand doors and tens of thousands of tels, always change the new peach for the old one. 3. describing the Lantern Festival, Ouyang Xiu, last year's Lantern Festival, the lanterns of the flower market were as bright as day. The moon is at the top of the willow, and the people are about to dusk. The moon and the lights are still the same this year. I don't see anyone from last year, and my sleeves are wet with tears. 3. Describing the Qingming Festival: Qingming Du Mu Qingming Festival rain, the road travelers want to break their souls. I'm not sure where to find a tavern, but the shepherd boy is pointing to the apricot blossom village. 5. The Dragon Boat Festival: Duanwu Wenxiu Duanwu has been rumored to be Qu Yuan for ages. 6. The Tanabata Festival: Nymphaea Nymphaea, a family laughing and setting up a red feast. The family is having a happy feast. They are pouring out their treasures of pearls to the grateful lady, and they are writing all their stories about the Tanglang. The fragrant tents are arranged in a row, and the golden needles are threaded to pay homage to Cindy. The copper kettle leaks to report that the day is about to dawn, despairing of the good time for another year. 7. Description of the Mid-Autumn Festival: Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is turning a jade disk without sound. The night is not long, where to see the bright moon next year. 8. Description of the Chongyang Festival: September 9 Memories of Shandong Brothers Wang Wei Alone in a foreign land for the foreign guests, every festive season doubly think of their relatives, far away from the brotherhood to climb high, all inserted cornelian cherry less one. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite place to eat, and then you'll be able to enjoy it. I've been drinking alone for a long time, and I've been invited to the moon. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadow follows me. The moon and the shadows will be with me for a while, and I will enjoy myself until spring. I sing to the moon, I dance to the shadows. When I wake up, we have fun together, but when we are drunk, we are scattered. I am forever bound to the unloving world, and I hope to meet you in the far reaches of the clouds. The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August Du Fu The full moon flies in a bright mirror, and the returning heart breaks the big sword. The full moon flies in a bright mirror, and the returning heart breaks the big knife. The moon is full and bright, and my heart is set on breaking my sword. At this time, I am looking at the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumn hairs. Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night Wang Jian Crows are roosting in the white trees in the middle of the garden, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew. Tonight the moon is bright and people are looking at it, I don't know whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on! When I was lying on my back in the South Lodge, I opened the curtain and spat out the moon at the beginning of the month. The clear light is tantalizing to the water and the trees, and it ripples through the windows. I'm not sure who I'm talking to, but I'm sure that I'll be able to find a way to make it work for me. The beauty of the clear river, is the night of the more bitter chanting. How about a thousand miles of ****, the breeze is blowing Lan Du. The Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is turning the jade disk without a sound. The night is not long enough for me to see the moon next year. Mid-Autumn Moon Qi Shi The sky is blue without clouds, the dew is wet, and the stars are clear. The moon is not in the way of the east forest, and the four seas are looking at the road. The moon is still shining brightly, and I'm willing to take a branch from the darkness. I pity the shadow of Cindy on the night of Guanshan, and I am facing the leftover wine goblet of the Five Waiters. The Moon in Guanshan Li Bai The bright moon rises from the heavenly mountains, between the vast clouds and the sea. The long wind blows over the Jade Gate Pass for tens of thousands of miles. The wind blows over the Jade Gate Pass. The Han Dynasty descends to the Baideng Road, and the Hu Dynasty peeps into the Green Bay. The moon is out of the sky, and the clouds are vast. The soldiers look at the border color, thinking of returning to the bitter face. When the tower is this night, the sighs should not be idle. Night Thoughts Li Bai The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think of your hometown. Moonlight Night Liu Fangping Deeper and deeper moonlight half of the house, the appendices of the Big Dipper and the Big Dipper slanting. Tonight, I know the warmth of spring, and the sound of insects is penetrating the green window screen. Chang'e Li Shangyin The shadow of the candle on the mica screen is deep, and the stars of the Yangtze River are gradually falling. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and the blue sky are in her heart every night. The Moonlit Night Remembering My Brother Du Fu The garrison drums break the line of people, and the sound of geese is heard on the autumn side. The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown. The moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I have no family to ask if I will live or die. The letter I sent to my brother did not reach him, not to mention the fact that I have not yet rested. Zhang Jiuling (张九龄) is a man who looks to the moon to recall the distant future, and the moon rises on the sea. The moon is bright on the sea and the sky is far away! I've been thinking about you for a long time, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do anything about it. I can't bear to give it to you, but I'm still in bed and dreaming of a better time. Frosty Moon Li Shangyin The first time I heard of the geese, there were no more cicadas, and the water on the 100-foot building was connected to the sky. The green maiden and the vegetarians are all cold, and they fight for Cindy in the frost of the moon. The autumn night under the moon, Meng Haoran has nostalgia for the bright moon hanging in the autumn sky, and the colorful dew is wet. The magpies are not yet settled, and the fireflies are rolling in the curtains. The cold shadows of the acacia are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring pestle and mortar is rapid at night. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! I'm looking at the empty space. The Mid-Autumn Moon Lu Guimeng, the wind seems to be sending us to a good time. The curtains are slanting, the trees are separated, and the candles are dark and the scent is still lingering. I love to hear the music of the sheng in the north, and I gradually see the stars eddying away from the southern key. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do with it. Mid-Autumn in Ni Zhuang Yuan Hao Wen The days are getting thinner and thinner, and it is already cold in autumn. The children remember each other, and the road is hard to travel. The dewy air enters the cottage, and the sound of the brook is loud on the rocky beach. The moon in the mountains at night, I have never seen it at dawn. On the fifteenth night of the eighth month, I was playing with the moon in Taoyuan. Liu Yuxi's heart was free when he saw the moon in the dust, not to mention that it was among the fairies in the early autumn. The condensed light and the cold dew are falling, and I am standing on the highest mountain. There are no clouds in the sky and the wind doesn't blow, and there are long pines on the mountain and water underneath. The group moves in a leisurely glance, the sky is high and the earth is flat for millions of miles. The young ruler guided me to ascend to the jade altar, ritual air remote invitation true immortal officials. The clouds * (left car right and) want to go down the stars and buckets move, the sky music a muscle bone cold. The golden haze was going up to the east, and I was still looking at it. It's hard to be together again at the perfect time, and I'm sure I'll be disappointed on this day in other years. Mid-Autumn Moon Yan Shu The frosty shadows of the ten wheels of the moon turn to the courtyard, and this is the night when the detainees are alone in the corner. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus blossoms are lonely. Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The twilight clouds are overflowing with cold, and the silver man is turning a jade disk without a sound. This night will not last long, but the bright moon will be there next year. On the Fifteenth Night of the 8th Moon Bai Juyi On the fifteenth night of the 8th moon in the past, I was at the Apricot Garden by the Qujiang Pond. This year, on the fifteenth night of the eighth month, I looked at the moon in front of the water pavilion at the sandy end of Penpu. The moon is full in the southeast, and the wind blew yesterday, but no one met me. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in years past. The Night of August 15th at Tianzhu Temple Pi Rixiu The moon wheel is in full bloom, and the dews are fresh in front of the temple. I still don't know what happened in the sky, but it should be thrown by Chang'e. Mid-Autumn Moon Festival with Ziyu Su Shi The moon is not yet out of the mountains, and its light is a thousand feet high. The moon is not yet out of the mountains, and its light is a thousand feet tall. Who washes the eyes of the God of Heaven, and should pay for the water of the bright river, a thousand drachms of water. So I can look at the people in the world coldly, illuminating my tranquilized heart can not be. The southwestern sparks are like bullets, and the dragons are in a blaze of glory. I can't see it with my eyes tonight, but I would like to see the fireflies competing for the cold. The boat was moored to a boat in ancient Bian, and a thousand lamps were turned into fish and dragons at night. I am not interested in following the waves, and I am not interested in following the songs. The green fluorescence has not been extinguished in front of the mountain, the wave * (left wind, right wind) wind back will not be firm again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to be scattered, so I will call for more wine and look at it again when I return. The color of the moon in front of the hall is more and more clear and good, and the cold * (on the general and the next bug) is singing dew grass. Rolling the curtains and pushing the door silent no one, under the window babbling only Chu old. The south is engaged in not ashamed of poverty, to the moon poem a few people. The sun rises in the morning, and it's like a dream of a guest on Yao Tai. Mid-Autumn Moonrise: Mi Fu The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, with ten thousand rainbows nurturing mussels. If there is no moon household in the sky, the osmanthus branches will be damaged and the western wheel will be turned to the west. The moon shines brightly on my bed, and I can't sleep at night. I can't sleep at night, so I get up and wander around in my clothes. I'm not sure if I'll be able to sleep at night, but I'll get up and wander around in my clothes. I'm not sure who I'm going to tell when I'm out of the house! I am still in my room, and my clothes are stained with tears. The Song of Water Songs Su Shi When will the moon come out, I will drink wine and ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the sky. I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid that I can't stand the coldness of the jeweled buildings. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that the jeweled buildings and jade houses are too high to be cold. I can't sleep at night, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to sleep. There should not be hate, why should it always be round when we part? People have their sorrows and joys, the moon has its own shade, and this matter can never be complete. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan. West River Moon 苏轼 顷在黄州，春夜行蕲水。 I was drunk at a restaurant. I was drunk. I rode the moon to the bridge over a stream, unsaddled my arm, and lay down in a drunken stupor. I was so drunk that I was not able to rest. The mountains were in disarray, and the water was flowing so loudly that I wondered if it was not the world of man. I wrote this on the bridge pillar. The sky is full of waves, and the sky is full of layers of sky. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass before I get rid of my buckskin. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream are so precious that I don't want to trample on them. Unsaddling and interrupting on the green bridge, Du Yu heard the dawn of spring. In response to Dong Tizhu's invitation to a mid-autumn banquet, Wen Tianxiang, the river is full of festivals, and the boat is full of ice; and when the moon raises its cup, it calls the bottle of fragrance to the green net. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The city is full of wind and rain, and it is fortunate that the two suns are near; the rivers and mountains are like pictures, and there is still the tour of the former Red Cliff. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I saw a kid. The Riviera Red. Mid-Autumn Send Far Xin Qiji I'm going up to the west tower for fear that the sky will be released and the floating clouds will cover the moon. I'm afraid that the clouds will cover the moon, but I'm going to call for a flute to be blown out. I'm not sure who's going to make the world of ice pots, but I'd like to see the jade axe in the right place at the right time. Ask Chang'e if she has any worries about loneliness, she should have Chinese hair. The jade liquid is full, the agate cup is slippery. The long sleeve rises, the clear song swallows. Sighing at the nine times out of ten, I want to wear it down but it's still missing. If we can have a long and round night like this, we may not be able to see our love for each other. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at it. The moon in the autumn night is the first time we were together and separated. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at you. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next meeting, but I'm sure I'll be able to. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you. It brings up endless old sorrows. I can't stay here because of the fragrance of the autumn stamen. The time is short, Nai Fanglan rest, good flowers, but only a moment. The colorful clouds are easily dispersed and the glass is brittle. The night of the moon and wind, a few old traces of the past. I can't bear to think about it. This time, I can't see the end of the world. There is no news from the island of immortality or the way back to the underworld. LONG LOVE THOUGHT The painted drums are noisy, the lanterns are full of lights, and the bright moonlight shines on the city. The night scene of Jiang Que, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, is characterized by silver arrows in the wind and golden stems in the dew. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The night scene of Jiang Que in Qingdu, the wind is passing silver arrows, and the dew is entering the golden stems. The candle is flickering. The people in that house have not yet covered the incense screen. I recognize the old days of elegance and lightness in the silk and silk bushes. I still have a smile on my face, and I want to welcome you. On the horse on the wall, it is difficult to write about the deep sincerity. I don't know if I've lost my flavor over the years because I've been in the custody of a famous eunuch. The moon is bright, bright, bright, bright. The moon is full and the moon is full. It is just like the young caveman, who had a temporary reunion and parted with his wife. The small building with the threshold, is exactly last year's season. The moon is still shining brightly, but the night is still young, and I am tired of it. Partridge Sky Blowing through the remnants of smoke into the night wind. The moon is on the curtain bar. I'm afraid that the road is far away and the people are still far away, even if I can get the same heart and sleep together. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The blue clouds have gone back and there is no trace of them. I wish I had been in the past life and loved to cage my mandarin ducks in two places. Twelve o'clock (Autumn Night) At the beginning of the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind penetrates the toad light like a wash. I feel that the green tent is cool with autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder and colder. The leaves are knocking on the window and the west wind is blowing all over the yard, so I can't sleep, but I still get up. The more you swallow, the more you break the heart of worry, all the feelings are born, all in the ears of the departed sadness. How do you know that the sentence at that time was very disturbing? The night never ends, and I can see it on my pillow, and I can see it all. When the candles are dark, I wake up and dream again. When I go to bed, I sit alone in my clothes, feeling all kinds of feelings. How can I make it possible for you to come and reunite with me and make the rest of my bed. I wish that Heaven will grant me a wish that I will never be abandoned again. Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Moon Festival Wen Zhengming The night is as cool as a wash as the cinnamon blossoms float on jade and the moon is full in the sky. The night is as cool as a bath. The wind is blowing and the bones are cold. The dragons are crippled, the queens are lofty, and the pianos and songs are boiling in the misty air. The frosty splendor of the ground, want to fly up across the colorful clouds. I remember last year's evening, leaving wine at the pavilion, and the moon and clouds came and went. The thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were not dreamt of yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the autumn light is like this. The green sparrow came to the west, Chang'e reported to me, saying that the good time is near. Sending a message to my friends, don't forget to get drunk in Guanghan Sentences: 1. A year is over in the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze sends warmth into the tassel. Wang Anshi "yuan day" 2. Qingming Festival rain has, the road travelers want to break their souls. Du Mu (杜牧) "Qingming" (清明) 3. "Wish for a long time, thousands of miles" (千千里***婵娟). Su Shi (苏轼) "Song of Water" (水调歌头) Chung Yeung Festival (重阳节)：待到重阳日，还来就菊花. Mid-Autumn Festival: The bright moon on the sea, the end of the world **** this time. Chinese New Year: TEEEL, always changing the new peach for the old one. I know the place where my brothers climbed to the top of the hill, but I have to put in juju all over the place, and there are fewer of them. Wang Wei, "Remembering the Brothers of Shandong on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"