Verses describing the Lantern Festival elementary school are as follows:

1. The east wind releases thousands of flowers at night. The wind is blowing down the stars like rain. BMW carving car incense filled the road. The phoenix xiao sound, jade pot light turn, a night of fish and dragon dance. Moth snow willow gold strands. The smile is full of dark fragrance. I've been looking for him for thousands of years. When I looked back, the man was there, beyond the lights. --Xin Qiji's "The Case of the Green Jade" (青玉案-元夕)

(Like the east wind blowing away a thousand trees of flowers, and blowing the fireworks one after another, falling like rain in a chaotic manner. Luxurious carriages filled the road with fragrance. The melodious sound of phoenix xiao echoed around, the jade pot-like bright moon gradually slanted to the west, and the nightly fish and dragon lanterns danced and laughed noisily. The beauties all wore bright ornaments on their heads, smiling and laughing as they walked with the crowd, their bodies perfumed. I searched for her a thousand times in the crowd, and turned back with a jerk, but inadvertently found her in the place where the lights were scattered.)

2. On last year's New Year's Eve, the flower market was lit up like daytime. The moon and the lanterns were on the top of the willow, and the people were after dusk. This year, on New Year's Eve, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see last year's people, and my sleeves are wet with tears. --Ouyang Xiu's "Sheng Zha Zi - New Year's Eve"

(At the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as the daytime. The moon rose above the willow tree tops, and he asked me to talk with him after dusk. This year's Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first month, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I can no longer see the old man of last year, so I can't help but feel my clothes are wet with tears.)

3. The jade funnel and the silver pot are not to be rushed, and the iron gate and the golden lock are open to the light. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. --Cui Li's "Six Songs on the Night of the New Year - One of Them"

(Jade funnels and silver jugs should stop for the time being, and don't rush them, but the gates of the palace and the golden locks on them will be open until dawn. Who can still sit and do nothing when they see the bright moon? (Where is the man who hears of a lantern festival but does not come to see it?)

4. A thousand gates were unlocked and ten thousand lanterns were lit, moving the earth's capital in the middle of the first month. The three hundred people in the house danced with their sleeves, and the sound of words was heard in the sky for a while. --Zhang Hu's "Night Lights on the Fifteenth Day of the First Moon"

(Thousand doors, describing the palace ruins group of buildings magnificent, numerous, thousands of doors. For example, Du Fu's "Lamenting the Head of the River": "The palace at the head of the river is locked in the door."? Inside people, the palace song Wu geisha, into the Yichunyuan, said "inside people". The same is true for the same, as in "have". (The singing voice into the clouds, but also a metaphor for music and song sound pleasant, as if the immortal music down to earth.)

5. The fire tree and the silver flower close together, the star bridge and the iron locks open. The dark dust goes with the horses, and the bright moon comes with the people. The playground is full of flora and fauna, and the songs are full of fallen plums. I can't stop the night, and I don't want to be pushed by the jade leaks. --Su Wei's "Moonlight Night on the Fifth Day of the First Moon"

(The bright lights were strewn across the garden, reflecting a brilliant light like delicate flowers; the iron locks of the city gates were opened as all directions were passable. The crowd was surging, and dust flew under the horses' hooves; the moonlight was shed everywhere, and people could see the bright moon in the sky wherever they were. The courtesans under the shadow of the moonlight lamps were flamboyant and heavily made up, walking on one side and singing "Plum Blossom Falling" on the other. (The night ban has been lifted in the capital, and you should not be busy with the jade funnel of timekeeping, so as not to let this night of the Lantern Festival, which comes only once a year, pass by in a hurry.)

6, Jinli open Fang Banquet, orchid tank colorful early years. The red and colorful colors are far away from the ground, and the complicated light is far away from the sky. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid, and the third time I was a kid. Don't have a thousand gold smile, to reflect nine branches before. -Lu Zhaolin "fifteenth night to watch the lanterns"

(In the colorful light, the couple held a party to celebrate, exquisite lamps, young people appear more bright and colorful. The brilliant colors of the lights seem to separate the earth from a distance, and the many lights dot the sky from afar. The lights and fireworks connecting the sky and river seem to be stars falling down, and the lights leaning against the tall buildings seem to be the moon hanging in the air. And the beautiful smile of a beautiful woman reflected in the firelight of the nine branches.)

7, Zhongshan Ruzi leaning on the new makeup, Zheng female Yan Ji unique. Singing the spring music of King Xian, the moon is like frost outside the Jinliang Bridge. --Li Mengyang's "Bianjing Yuanxie"

(The actors from Zhongshan were dressed in beautiful costumes, while the female concubines from Zheng Yan had their own excellent skills. They came to Bianjing from different places and sang a song compiled by King Xian of Zhou. All of them sang the script compiled by King Xian of Zhou. They sang and sang, from day to night, the moon came out, the silver light pouring, like in the Jinliang Bridge on the earth paved a layer of self-frost. (The lights of the human world and the bright moon in the sky were in full bloom.)

8. The setting sun melts gold, the twilight clouds merge together, where is the man. Dyeing willow smoke, blowing plum flute complaints, spring know how much. The Lantern Festival, the melting weather, the next is not without wind and rain. I would like to thank all my friends and poets for coming to see me. In the middle of the state, the girl's door has a lot of time, remember to emphasize the three to five. I remember the days when I had a lot of time for my girlfriends, and I remembered that I was more interested in them. Now I am haggard, and I am afraid to go out at night. I am afraid to go out at night. I might as well go under the curtain and listen to the laughter of others. --Li Qingzhao's "Yongyoule - Sunset Molten Gold"

(The setting sun is golden, like molten gold, and the twilight clouds are blue, as if they were as crystalline and vivid as jasper. The scenery is so beautiful, but where am I now? The newborn willow leaves are dyed like green smoke, and the flute song "Plum Blossom Falling" is heard in the voice of the ghost. Spring is in the air. But how can we know that there will not be wind and rain in this melting weather of the Lantern Festival? I can't tell you how many times I've been to the hospital and how many times I've been to the hospital and how many times I've been to the hospital and how many times I've been to the hospital and how many times I've been to the hospital.

Remembering the prosperous years of Bianjing, the boudoir has a lot of leisure, especially valued this first month of the fifteenth. Hat inlaid with emerald beads, the body with a gold twisted into the snow willow, all dressed up handsome and outstanding. Now the face is haggard, hair fluffy also do not want to comb, more afraid of going out at night. Why not listen to the laughter of others from under the curtain?)

9, cinnamon fragrant stuffing wrapped walnut, river rice as pearl well water amorphous. I have seen that the Ma family drops powder good, try to light the wind to sell Lantern. --FU Zeng's "Bamboo Poems for the New Year"

(The sweet osmanthus filling is wrapped with walnuts, and the well water is used to wash the river rice like pearls. I heard that Ma Si Yuan's family makes good drop-powder dumplings, and sells Lanterns in the wind by the light of the test lamps.)

10. A city full of lanterns swings with spring smoke, and the precious moon sinks across the sea and sky. See six ao fairy have tears, the sacred mountain has fallen three years! The moon is not shining on this eve of three years, and the moon should be in the hometown. If I want to look for the moon in the sea sky, I will dream of crossing the Kunyang at the fifth hour of the night. --Qiu Fengjia's "Moonless Moon on New Year's Eve"

(The city was full of lanterns swirling with spring smoke, the sky was overcast, and the moon was hidden on the other side of the sea and the sky. The sight of the lanterns of Ao Shan has caused the immortals to shed tears; the sacred mountain overseas has been sinking for three years! Three years later this night the sky is not seeing the moonlight, the beautiful moon is probably in its hometown in Taiwan. Thinking of the sea and the sky beyond to find the bright moon, dreaming in the middle of the night, the spirit of the gods flying across the heavy seas. )

11, dresses and makeup everywhere, six streets of lights and children. The long shirt is also in the laughter of the tourists. --Yuan Hao Wen, "The Lantern Festival in Kyoto"

(During the Lantern Festival, you can meet women everywhere in full dress and beautiful makeup to see the lanterns; children are laughing and joking in the streets. What do I, a scholar in a plain tunic, do? (I also enjoyed the lanterns and guessed riddles in the atmosphere of the tourists' laughter.)

12. The fragrance of the celandine flowers is also fragrant. Snow clear pool pavilion like a picture. Spring breeze flew to, Baochai upstairs, a piece of pith and glass light shot. And now the lights hanging. Not dark dust moon, then the night of the yuan. The situation years, the heart is lazy and timid, shy and moth children to play. The people of Jiangcheng quietly played the first shift. Who can solve the problem of prosperity, and then borrow it from the God of Heaven? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it to the end of the year. But in my dreams, I have a hidden tin car and a handkerchief. I'm going to write about my old home and its scenery. I will write down the scenery of my old home as a gossip. I laugh at the green-haired neighbor's daughter, who still sings at the window as the sun sets. --Jiang Jie's "Lady's Crown - New Year's Eve"

(Cymbidium orchids scattered flowers out of the fragrance of the clear sky after the snow, reflecting the ponds and marshes pavilions as if the scenery of the painting. The spring breeze blew into the exquisite dance pavilions, and everywhere there were pianos, pipes and music. Glazed lamp colorful light, the city is full of laughter and joy. Now casually hang a few small lights, not as good as in the old days, women and girls, colorful lights reflecting the red dusty sky, traffic, all the people happy. What's more, in recent years I have been discouraged, and no longer have the heart to find joy to stroll lights.

The city is cold and silent, listening to the drums to know only to the first shift, but already so cold. I'd like to ask the God of heaven, once again to get back the prosperity of the past? I removed the embers of the red candle, can only vaguely see the scene of the past year in the dream world. People were coming and going, cars were rumbling, and there were clouds of beautiful women holding handkerchiefs. I am trying to use the silver powder paper of Wu Di to write down the scenery of the New Year's Eve in my hometown, so that I can hang on to it in the future. (I laugh at the neighbor's girl with black hair, leaning against the windowpane, still singing "The Sun Goes Down in the West"!)

13, the wind eliminates the reddish-red wax, the dew moistens the red lotus, and the light of the lamp market shoots out. The light of the lamp market is shining through. The clouds are scattered, and the vegetation wants to go down. The clothes are light and elegant. Look at the slender waist of a Chu woman. The drums and pipes are noisy, and the shadows of the people are different, and the road is full of fragrance and musk. I am thinking of the night in the capital city. I look at the thousands of doors like daytime, laughing and playing. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night. Where we meet, there is dark dust with the horse. I'm not sure if I've ever seen anything like this before. The only thing I can see is the decline of my old love. When the time comes, I will return from the dance to the song. --Zhou Bangyan's The Flower of the Explanation

(Candles burned in the wind, the lanterns were wet with night dew, and the lights in the marketplace were mingled and reflected. The bright moonlight shone on the roof tiles, the light clouds dispersed, and the radiant Chang'e floated down. The clothes are so delicate and elegant, and the southern girls are all as thin as a pinch. The streets and alleys are bustling with drums and people, and the roads are filled with fragrance.

I can't help but think of the night of lights in the capital, when thousands of homes were decorated as if it were daytime. The girls were all smiles as they went out to enjoy the sights, and from time to time, someone on the scented car dropped their handkerchiefs. Fate meets the place, will be to beat the horse with the dust flying sprinkled. This year's capital will remain the same, but my old feelings have all decayed. (The clock is ticking and it's getting late, so let's get on the train and go back, and let the people go and sing and dance and have fun.)

14, listen to the Lantern Festival, the past years of clamor, song also thousands of families, dance also thousands of families. Listening to the Lantern Festival, this year, contempt ah, sadness is also a thousand families, complaints are also a thousand families. There is a lot of money to be made in the marketplace, but there is a lot of money to be made in the marketplace. The only thing I can do is to send off the old trees and the cold crows in the dusk. Poetry and wine are also tired, the spring breeze is cold and the plum blossoms are haggard. --Wang Pan's "Ancient Toad Palace - Lantern Festival"

(Lantern Festival: The 15th day of the first month of the lunar calendar is the Lantern Festival. On this night, there is a custom of hanging colorful lanterns and watching them. Contempt in this year: this year there are sighs of relief everywhere. The Red Dust: the world is bustling with activity. The fragrant car and the precious horse: the luxurious car and horse. (消乏: to be depressed, to be poor.)

15. The iron horse is covered with felt, the silver flower is sprinkled with tears, and spring enters the city of sorrow. The flute in the fan cavity, street theater drums, is not a song. It is not possible to sit alone in the green lamp. I think the old country, the high platform moonlight. The scenery under the emperor's carriage, the years in the mountains, and the mood at sea. --Liu Chenweng's "The Willow Tops Green - Spring Feelings"

(The Mongolian cavalrymen in felt were everywhere, and after the fall of the country, people went to watch the lantern market in Shangyuan, and the lanterns seemed to be accompanied by people's tears. Spring came to this miserable city, the Yuan army in the streets beating drums, playing tricks, cross flute playing a Mongolian accent, where is a little bit of spring light? Ear to hear and see, the heart is not the taste!

Sighing in the weak light, sad and boring life to torture people, in this bright moon hanging high on the lantern market, I am very attached to the fallen buildings and houses. The scenery of the fondly remembered Lin'an capital city, the lonely years of seclusion in the mountains and forests, the monarchs and ministers of the small court who fled to the seashore, how to carry out the struggle against the enemy and revitalize the motherland? (My mood for a long time can not be calm!)