Poetry describing night carnival

1. Poems about carnival

Poems about carnival 1. What are the sentences describing "carnival"

1. Encounters between people Getting to know each other must be attraction from the inside out, rather than painstaking arrangements and mutual accommodation; this is why I don’t like carnivals with a group of people, but would rather trade one person’s loneliness for even the occasional tacit understanding between two people. That's enough.

2. I need a shot of fever-reducing medicine, or a carnival.

3. When people catch prey, they used to wrap their bellies, but now they have a carnival.

4. Skipping class is a person’s carnival, and attending class is a group’s loneliness.

5. There are still more than ten days. Soon there will be a group of children who can't wait to throw down their schoolbags, go to dinner parties, stay up all night surfing the Internet, travel, KTV, hang out, party... thinking that they are finally liberated... but you don't know that what you are leaving is paradise. "Author: Han Han

6. Be such a woman: face like a peach blossom, heart as deep as the sea, self-aware of warmth and coldness, sincere and kind, keen touch, rich in emotion, perseverance and independence, affectionate and decisive. Keep reading, Writing, listening to music, traveling, surfing the Internet, photography, and sometimes singing, dancing, cleaning, cooking, dating, and partying. Author: Zhang Xiaoxian

7. In autumn, when people celebrate the joy of the autumn harvest, they sit around the living room. When people are enjoying the moon together in the courtyard, sanitation workers still hold brooms to sweep away the fallen leaves blown by the autumn wind and the garbage left behind by people’s festive carnivals. In order to work, they cannot be together as a family when others are celebrating the festival.

8. The world is lonely no matter how lonely we are. We have to count down before the carnival. Since we are lonely no matter how long we want to love, why hold back?

9. Walk with you and recall the same ideals we once had; You break up, looking forward to the carnival when we meet again

10. Loneliness is a person’s carnival, and carnival is a person’s loneliness

11. Today, we gather together. Following the quiet bell of the New Year, we welcome a safe, peaceful and passionate night together. First of all, on behalf of the hotel's boss and all the staff, I would like to express a warm welcome and heartfelt thanks to you for your arrival! Choose to celebrate with us on this special holiday and have a carnival together! Tonight, we will have a carnival together and celebrate the wonderful holiday of New Year's Day

12. People play table tennis with life, you. The ball is so fast that I have to run far away to pick it up. Gradually, the ball can no longer be found. The rich will buy another one, and the children with no money will spend their childhoods ruined one after another. , full of joy and sorrow, youth turns around secretly and has a carnival. Author: Zhang Jiajia Source: Lover's Book

13. I know that one day I will definitely become no longer young, no longer energetic, and increasingly incompetent. Following in the footsteps of young people, I will no longer post news online. My body will become weak, I will often get sick and take medicine and be hospitalized. My eyesight and hearing will be severely reduced. I may even see your face blurry in my eyes when I look at your photos. I will definitely not do it again. I won’t stay up all night partying at the cinema or KTV anymore, but I can’t grow old here. I want to do something before I grow old that I will still smile when I think about it when I’m 80. For example, I love you. I wrote your name on a piece of paper and burst into tears. Big ones fall down

14. Enjoy the loneliness, because it is another kind of carnival

15. I hope I will be as free and easy as the wind. Uninhibited, wanton carnival, enjoying every day, I hope that one day I will hold my Lucy's hand, walk on the streets with falling yellow leaves, quietly, let her hold on my shoulders, let the silent love follow me The fallen leaves are flying all over the sky

2. What are the poems about the Torch Festival

1. "Two Cherishing Peonies"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi< /p>

Under the flowers in the north hall of Hanlin Academy

The red peony in front of the steps was melancholy, but only two branches were left in the evening.

In the Ming Dynasty, when the wind rises, it should be blown away. At night, the redness fades and the fire is watched.

Xinchang Dou Geshi's house is decorated with flowers in the south pavilion

Lonely and withered, the red color is low towards the rain, and the clothes are torn and scattered in the wind.

It’s still melancholy to fall to the ground in the clear sky, let alone floating in the soil.

2. "Die Lianhua·Rain sparse the meridians and throws fire"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Rain sparse the meridians and throws fire.

The swings in the alleys have not yet passed the Qingming Festival. The fragrant buds on the apricot tips are broken. Light red faded to white rouge.

Bitterness is frustrated by passion. I feel sick and tired, as if I was old. I walked around the corridor and sat alone. The moon cage and clouds darken the door lock.

3. "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendent Stage Work"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The spring is not old yet, the wind is gentle and the willow trees are swaying. Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.

After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

4. "Confronting the Snow"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Many new ghosts cry in war, but only the old man cries in sorrow.

The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind.

There is no green when the ladle is abandoned, but the fire in the furnace is red.

There is no news from several states, and I sit upright with an empty book.

5. "New Year's Eve in Kyoto"

Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

People wear colorful clothes and make-up everywhere, and the lights on the six streets are noisy for children.

I am also wearing a long gown, which is also mentioned in the laughter of tourists.

3. Poems about the Torch Festival

Drunken in the Torch Festival

On the day we meet, the torch becomes a dream

The sea of ??fire in the dream

The rolling waves of fire startled laughter

Wake up and be intoxicated by the picture of sparks reflecting in the sky.

The fire is spitting red on the torch

The face is red, and the peach blossoms are blooming

Outside the fire pond, under the butter umbrella

Carnival Couple's love story

The wind takes a detour and the dewdrops dare not smell

Intoxicating love fragments are written one after another.

The day of meeting is always too short

Three days to welcome the fire, pass the fire, and send the fire away

Looking forward to it in a hurry, looking forward to it like a torch The same burning passion

Passionate days run through time

Work hard in the buckwheat fields,

Get drunk on the rich and sweet Torch Festival .

There is a kind of spring excitement and intoxication

Savor and aftertaste in the Torch Festival carnival

Even the frost hijab is a drunken contentment< /p>

The days are drunk and renovated in the festival of fire

The annual Torch Festival, the sesame blossoms are rising day by day

Drunk in the long river of time, flowers and wine are floating Fragrance

It inherits the lasting charm of a couple’s swan song.

4. Sentences to express loneliness

The silence under the moon is not that I have forgotten my longing, but that I don’t want to say it for fear of disturbing the deepest pain.

Comments: When a person is very lonely, he can easily fall in love with the scene, so since ancient times there have been so-called "sad spring" and "sad autumn". Due to the influence of external objects in nature, we The mind is prone to feelings.

The above sentence is exactly on a full moon night. I saw the moon is so round, but I still feel infinite loneliness. The moon is full and the person is not round. They contrast and set off each other, which makes them even more sad. Sad, lonely people will inevitably feel something when they hear it, and those who are serious will even shed tears...

It is not necessary to say too much, as the saying goes, "the words are exhausted, but the meaning is endless." Go deep into the feeling of sex, and the moment you feel the scream of sex, you will find that your heart hurts...

5. Poems about loneliness

Cold outside the city of Suzhou Mountain temple, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship.

A man with a coir in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river

Red lips

Lonely in the boudoir, an inch of soft intestine is full of sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

Leaning on the railings, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.

Huanxi Sand

Mo Xu cup is deep and thick with amber, melting before becoming intoxicated, sparse bells have already responded to the late wind.

The incense of Ruinao dispels the soul and dreams, and the golden bun is used to ward off the cold. The sky is red with candles when I wake up.

The voice is slow

Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold.

How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine stand against him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness?

The sycamore tree is covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!

Good things are coming soon

The wind is setting and the flowers are falling deep, and there are red piles of snow outside the curtain. Chang remembers that after the begonias bloom, it is the time of spring.

After the singing in the wine stall, the jade statue is empty, and the green vat is dark and bright. The soul's dream is filled with resentment, and there is even a cry.

Wulingchun

The wind and dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.

A cut of plum blossoms

The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the autumn jade mat. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.

The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.

Xing Xiangzi

The sky and the autumn light turn around the sorrow of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.

The first try on thin clothes, the new taste of green ants, gradually the wind, the rain, and the coolness.

The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past.

In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.

The courtyard is full of beauty

Spring is hidden in the small pavilion, the day is closed by the idle window, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and quiet. The seal incense is burned out, and the curtain hooks are cast under the shadow of the sun.

It’s better to plant Jiangmei by hand, so why bother to climb a building next to the water? No one has arrived, and the loneliness is just like being in Yangzhou.

It has always been like a rhyme, but it can't stand the rain, and it can't stand the wind. Whose horizontal flute can play the heavy sorrow?

Don’t regret the fragrance disappearing and the jade diminishing. You must trust the truth and sweep away the traces. In an unspeakable place, there is a bright moonlight in a good window, and the sparse shadows are still romantic.