There are festive verses in poetry.

Poetry about festivals 1. Complete works of ancient poems about festivals

1. Mid-Autumn Festival

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

2. Spring Festival

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

3. Tomb-Sweeping Day

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

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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"

5. 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"

6. 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

2. Ancient poems about festivals

1. About New Year's Eve:

Except at night.

Tian Xiang, Wen Song

Dry kunkong, years go to the church;

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. About the Spring Festival:

first day of the lunar month

Wang Song Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

3. About the Lantern Festival:

Yuan

Song Ouyang xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

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. About Tomb-Sweeping Day:

day of mourning

Dondum

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.

5. About the Dragon Boat Festival:

May 5(th)

Song Mei Yao Chen

Qu Shi has sunk to death, and the Chu people can't bear 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. About Valentine's Day in China:

Qixi Festival；Chinese Valentine's Day

Tangluoyin

In the winding corner of the Milky Way, it is a beautiful day, and the family is laughing and eating a red feast.

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.

7. About Mid-Autumn Festival:

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Don Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

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.

8. About the Double Ninth Festival:

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Don

A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

3. Poems describing festivals

Poems describing New Year's Eve are:

New Year's Eve

Tian Xiang, Wen Song

Dry kunkong, years go to the church;

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.

Poems describing the Spring Festival are:

The first day of the lunar month

Wang Song Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

Poems describing the Lantern Festival are:

Yuanxi

Song Ouyang xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

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.

Poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day are:

Qingming Festival

Dondum

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.

Poems describing the Dragon Boat Festival are:

Dragon Boat Festival

Tang Wenxiu

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.

Poems describing China's Valentine's Day are:

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Tangluoyin

In the winding corner of the Milky Way, it is a beautiful day, and the family is laughing and eating a red feast.

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.

Poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival are:

Festival moon

Song sushi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Poems describing the Double Ninth Festival are:

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Don

A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

4. Recommend five ancient poems about festivals

1. Tomb-Sweeping Day by Tang Du Mu.

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

2. Don Fan Chengda's "Selling Dementia"

On new year's eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the new year; Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.

3. Wang Song Anshi's "January Day"

In addition to the one-year-old firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su; Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

4. Ye's Last Night

Don't rush the jade and leak the copper pot, and the iron lock will be opened all night;

Who can sit on the moon and smell the lights?

5. Tang Wenxiu's Dragon Boat Festival

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.

Don Liu Yuxi's Playing with the Moon on August 15th

Tonight the sky will wash the world again.

Go to Qiu Lai in summer.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

5. Ancient poems about festivals

Mid-Autumn Festival, Tang Du Fu's "The Night of August 15th" full moon flying mirror returns to the heart to fold the broadsword.

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. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Playing the Moon in the Peach Garden on the 15th of August" is also a leisurely look at the moon in the dust, feeling 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.

Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. 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. Tang Juyi's "Watching the Pavilion on the 15th night of August" was on the 15th night of August the year before last, next to the apricot garden beside 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. Poems about the Dragon Boat Festival and Zhang Lei's dragon boat race on the Dragon Boat Festival have been deeply grieved for thousands of years, and loyal souls can come back after they have gone.

The country died today, leaving only Li Sao in the world. It's the Dragon Boat Festival, and the wind and rain in Beiqiong bring sunshine, and Miluo has nowhere to hang.

Liu Hua should laugh at each other and wake up alone without wine. In the afternoon, the * * * near the ferry scared the crowd to look at the upper reaches of Longshui, and I didn't know it was 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. I miss my Shandong brother (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei, a stranger in a foreign land, misses my relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On the 9th, Qishan climbed high (Tang Dynasty). Du Mujiang's shadow geese flew first, carrying pots and guests.

Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane.

After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong? September 10 (Tang) Li Bai climbed the mountain yesterday, and now he wants to climb it again.

Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival. An ancient poem about the Spring Festival, Tian Jia Yuan Ri (Tang Dynasty), Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started in the east this year; 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.

The ancient poem "Kyoto Yuanxi" tells that Yuanxiao (Yuanhao) asks Li to wear Hanfu makeup, and the lights on the sixth street make children angry. I am just a gown, and I am also in the laughter of tourists.

Folding laurels makes Yuanxiao (Yuan) a misnomer. I like the scenery of Yuanxiao, beautiful moonlight and bright lights. The moon is full of ice wheels, lights burn the land and sea, and people step on spring.

Three beauties can be rewarded, and four are ruthless and hateful. What I am afraid of is the dim light, the quiet and desolate people, the corner of the south building and the west wing under the moon.

Bian Jing Yuan Xi (Ming) Li Mengyang Zhongshan ruzi leans on new makeup, while Zheng Nv Yanji is good at it. Sing Wang Xianchun Yuefu together, and the moon outside the golden beam bridge is like frost.

6. Poems about festivals are short.

Playing the Moon (Tang) on August 15th Liu Yuxi

Tonight the sky will wash the world again.

Go to Qiu Lai in summer.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

Su Shi (Song Dynasty), Shuidiao.

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.

I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?

I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

It's too cold up there! Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!

Turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, sleepless.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which was difficult to complete in ancient times.

I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

Appreciating the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival (Song) Su Shi

The evening clouds are full of 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?

Dry jujitsu Wang Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su. Every day, new peaches are exchanged for old ones.

Qingming du mu

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Autumn Xi Du Mu

Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, a small fan flapped beside the firefly, and sat watching the morning glory and the Weaver Maid.

Changshangyin

The mica screen was deeply shaded by candles, and the long river gradually sank. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir.

Cold food Korean Olympics

The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is slanting; At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the Hall of the Five Emperors.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month

? Su Daowei (Tang)

Fire tree silver flower pass, star bridge lock.

The lamp tree shines brightly. As soon as the moon comes.

Prostitutes are ruined, and songs are ruined.

Jin Wu couldn't help sleeping all night, and Jade Leak didn't rush each other.

Last night in the Yuan Dynasty

? Cui ye

Don't rush the jade and leak the copper pot, and the iron lock will be opened all night;

Who can sit on the moon and smell the lights?

Watch the lights for fifteen nights

? (Tang) Lu

A fragrant banquet was held in Jinli, the early year of Lan Hongyan.

The color is far, and the light is far.

When the star sets, it looks like a moon hanging on the floor.

Don't laugh a thousand times, but show nine branches.

7. Poems about festivals

Qingming Festival

Qingming Festival

Dondum

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

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

stay up late or all night on New Year's Eve

Su Shi

Without next year, my worries will be in vain;

Try your best today, young people can still boast!

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month

Su Daowei (Tang)

Fire tree silver flower pass, star bridge lock.

The lamp tree shines brightly. As soon as the moon comes.

Prostitutes are ruined, and songs are ruined.

The capital has been abolished, so don't worry about the timing of leaking jade. Don't let the only midnight snack pass by in a hurry this year.

May 5(th)

mei yao chen

Qu Shi has sunk to death, and the Chu people can't bear it.

Why not slander, but want to be a dragon?

Hate before death, not after death.

Yuanxiang Bitan Water should have a look at the striker.

That's all. It's hard to adopt.

Selected Poems of Mid-Autumn Festival: Drinking alone with the Moon, Li Bai, drinking alone with me from a pot of wine among the flowers. 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 don't know who will fall in Qiu Si!

8. Poems about festivals

The water tune began at dusk of the Dragon Boat Festival, and Shi Huai sank into the river.

Where the doctor sings, the waning moon is cold in the sky. Turbid waves in Tung Chung, clouds and dreams ups and downs, Chu is also sad.

Restrain the guest's prose style and worry about the article. Beating gongs and drums, throwing zongzi and cleaning up.

Flying boats stop the waves and swing their arms and roar. In the past, when the weather was sunny, San Lv should be peaceful.

Time flies and the wind will last forever. Homesickness in the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most sleepless night after decades of wandering outside. I wonder if there is a moon in the qingliu pool near the village to send me acacia on New Year's Eve. I think the ancient lanterns are gone, but the Lantern Festival is still sweet. I am glad to get rid of the tears of lovesickness yesterday. Where did I return to my dream in the bay? Ask the world to leave the country several times, and the fish beam will be endowed with jade to evoke the soul. There is no sacred pilgrimage, and there is no affection to save the dragon boat. I deliberately heard the scenery and mourned Wang Sunjing.

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo. I am playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

A night-mooring near maple bridge, Zhang Ji, Cold Night, Jiang Feng, Fish, Fire and Sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Li Baiyun wants clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to show off China; If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. Folk songs bend Kyushu on the moon, and several families are happy and several are sad.

Several couples are in the same boat, and several couples are floating in other States. From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou, Meng Haoran and the monkey sobbed on the shadowy mountain, and the river surged at night.

The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.

Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. After a night out, Du Fu's breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still high mast.

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. If only my art could make me famous. Free my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . When will Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song, have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.

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 I be in a beautiful building.

It's too cold up there. Dancing can understand shadows. What's it like? The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate. When do you always say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

* Poetry-Inspirational Antique Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain on the plate is hard?

Du Qiuniang advised you not to cherish witch hazel and to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

Long song belongs to the Green Garden and sunflowers bask in the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? The boss will be sad if you don't work hard! Tao Yuanming's life is rootless, like a stranger floating on the dust.

Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be. Being brothers, why flesh and blood? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink.

Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.

* Poem-Farewell to Wang Wei, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain until now I have closed my thatched door in the dark. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

There are strange trees and colorful green leaves in the courtyard. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy.

The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is bright. The full moon is regarded as a symbol of reunion and an emotional attachment of literati.

The following are famous sentences related to the bright moon and Mid-Autumn Festival, which are selected from poems of past dynasties. Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

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.

-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven and is in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

—— Li Bai Guan Shanyue The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

-Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" The moon has now crossed the sea, and the end of the world is * * *. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far", he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .

-Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and its luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

-Meng Haoran's "Autumn Night under the Moon" On the night of August 15 the year before last, next to 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.

-Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August" The atrium is a crow in Bai Shu, and the osmanthus in Coody Leng is silent and wet. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" has turned to the court for ten rounds, and this evening is a lonely corner.

Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.

I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

-Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs" The bright moon is easy to fall and people are easy to disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed.

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.

-Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival Seeing the Moon" is full of cold clouds, and silver and Han 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?

-Su Shi is poor in the autumn and the moon, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong is a mussel. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

-Mi Fei's Mid-Autumn Festival: Climbing the Tower and Looking at the Moon; Go to the west wing, afraid of the weather, Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance.

-Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong" waits for the bright moon to raise a glass, and it is fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.

-Wen Tianxiang's "Return to Dong Mid-Autumn Festival, Please Give a Banquet" berthed at the west of the city at dusk, and sailed the long bridge to see the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting.

-Xu Wei, "Ten.

9. What are the ancient poems describing festivals?

Poetry describing festivals

Poems describing New Year's Eve are:

New Year's Eve

Tian Xiang, Wen Song

Dry kunkong, years go to the church;

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.

Poems describing the Spring Festival are:

The first day of the lunar month

Wang Song Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

Poems describing the Lantern Festival are:

Yuanxi

Song Ouyang xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

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.

Poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day are:

Qingming Festival

Dondum

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.

Poems describing the Dragon Boat Festival are:

Dragon Boat Festival

Tang Wenxiu

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.

Poems describing China's Valentine's Day are:

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

Tangluoyin

In the winding corner of the Milky Way, it is a beautiful day, and the family is laughing and eating a red feast.

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.

Poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival are:

Festival moon

Song sushi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Poems describing the Double Ninth Festival are:

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Don

A lonely stranger in a strange land I am cast, I miss my family all the more on every festive day.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.