Appreciation of Ancient Poems of Lantern Festival

Appreciation of Ancient Poems of Lantern Festival

Light on the fifteenth night of the first month.

Tangzhanghu

Thousands of doors are unlocked,

In the middle of the first month, Jingdi was moved.

300 wives danced in sleeves,

There is a voice in the sky.

Hawthorn Tree: Lantern Festival

Song Ouyang xiu

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

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at 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.

Poetry day

Song Jiang Baishi

Yuanxiao competes to see the lotus picking boat,

The BMW picked up the pendant.

On a stormy night, people left,

The solitary lamp still sells glutinous rice balls.

Lantern Festival in Beijing

Jinyuan is curious.

Get rid of fancy clothes and makeup,

Six streets are full of lights and children.

I'm just a robe.

Also in the laughter of tourists.

Bianjing Yuanxi

Li Ming Meng Yang

Zhongshan Ruzi leans on new makeup,

Yan Ji, the daughter of Zheng, is good at acting alone.

Sing Wang Xianchun Yuefu together,

The moon outside the golden beam bridge is like frost.

night of the 15th of the first lunar month；Lantern Festival；yuanxiao

Yin Mingtang

The moon without lights is not entertaining, and the moon without lights is not spring.

Spring is everywhere, just like the lady seen here. On a bright moonlit night, flashing lanterns set off the moon like pure silver.

The streets are full of Zhu Cui swimming around the girls in the village, singing songs and competing with the social gods.

How can you get rid of this wonderful moment if you don't show your respect and smile?