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Ancient poems about traditional festivals

1. Spring Festival

Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri" The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the east wind brings warmth to Tusu. On the twelfth day of the lunar month, thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches

2. Yuanxi (the fifteenth day of the first lunar month)

"The Blue Jade Case Yuanxi" (Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji

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The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain.

The road is filled with the fragrance of BMW carvings, the sound of phoenixes, the light of pots, and the dance of fish and dragons all night long.

Moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and laughter is filled with hidden fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in the dim light of the fire.

3. Qingming Festival

Du Mu's "Qingming Festival" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance

"Cold Food" (Tang Dynasty) Han Hong Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind of Cold Food keeps the willow trees slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.

4. Dragon Boat Festival

And Dragon Boat Festival Zhang Lei

Race to cross the deep sorrow and injustice of thousands of years, but the loyal soul can be restored once it is gone. The country is dead and the body is dead. What is there now? Only Li Sao is left in the world.

Dragon Boat Festival (Tang Dynasty) Wenxiu

Who said the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival? It is rumored to be Qu Yuan throughout the ages; it is ridiculous to laugh at the vast sky of the Chu River, which cannot wash away the grievances of the direct ministers

5. Chinese Valentine's Day

One of the nineteen ancient poems (Han) Anonymous

The distant Altair star, the bright and clear river Han girl. The slender hands are delicate and delicate, and they are making tricks. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain. The river is clear and shallow, only a few degrees apart. There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless.

Chinese Valentine's Day

(Five Dynasties? Later Tang Dynasty) Yang Pu

If you don't know what to do with the morning glory, you must invite the Weaver Girl to play with the golden shuttle. I beg for cleverness in the world every year, but I don’t know that there are already many cleverness in the world.

Qixi Festival (Tang Dynasty) Quan Deyu

Today the clouds are crossing the Magpie Bridge, which should not be smooth and far away. The family actually likes to open their makeup mirrors and thread needles to pray for nine o'clock under the moon.

6. Mid-Autumn Festival

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" (Song Dynasty) Su Shi

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until dawn. I am writing this article because I am drunk and pregnant with my son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it's too cold in the high places! Dance to clear the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world!

Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the door, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life.

. Du Fu: Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night. The drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Zhang Jiuling: Look at the moon and embrace the distance. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

Li Bai

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Yan Shu: Mid-Autumn Moon

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.

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7. Double Ninth Festival

Wang Wei's "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"

Being a stranger in a foreign land alone During the festive season, I miss my relatives more than I know from afar. I know that my brother is planting dogwood everywhere on the high place and there is one less person.