Ancient poems about ghost festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

Ancient poems about ghost festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival on July 15th.

2. "The Dojo in the orchid pot is that thing."

(Ming) Wang Yanhong

Crying for two months, the goose is relatively snowy.

Red lanterns span a thousand lights, and each bamboo takes one pole.

A few old homes are like dreams, and a new ghost lingers for a while.

Life may not be re-recognized, but it is not difficult to realize that there is no life.

3. Thinking about Mid-Autumn Festival

(Qing) Wang Kaitai

The Dojo is full of ghosts, and there are ancient orchids in the tableland.

But the strange thing is that there is a red note on the door, and the meat mountain and wine sea celebrate the Central Plains.

4. Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches

(Qing) The trees in Pombawan are cool and frosty, and it will be clear in mid-January.

The children scrambled to clear the lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scattered in the fire city.

5. "Night Song of the Old County in Central Plains"

Meng Lin (fee)

The long river fights south and north, and the trees are as dark as the moon.

Less than 100 doors were broken, and the restaurant cried at night

It is dark and colorless when it smells alone. If you want to see the autumn dragon, you can get it.

I have been in a foreign country for four years, but I see others serving wine and vegetables.

Have orphans ever been with their parents? If the soul can't see me, I will sigh.

Life can't be happy, and it's no good for parents to have me.

6. "Ten Lanpen Poems".

(Fee) Zheng Yongxi

One hundred thousand bluebirds gave up their grief, and they never came to Taiwan with wealth again.

Trade your pottery for honey, and the enemy copper mountain will turn to dust.

Who cares about ghost books? Eggs have reincarnation.

The paper money is new tonight, so don't make fun of it.

Ancient poems about ghost festival in July and a half

7. Langtaosha order

(Republic of China) Wang Jun

A piece of moonlight blooms and the sky is boundless. Clear waves cover the air like water.

Sheng Tao, a fan of Sunflower, was changed from the beginning, and it was so cool that it went to Copper Street.

Gold thread jogging shoes are particularly harmonious in autumn. There are heavy sorrows and sorrows in the old customs of the Central Plains.

Tonight, Lanpen is lonely, who hangs the palace locust?

8. Manjianghong

Ningdiao (Republic of China)

Description: 1908 left

As the years dragged on, the Mid-Autumn Festival passed.

Empty regret, flowers bloom and fall, never fold.

The emperor's daughter added a new piece of jade to complain, and the emperor was ashamed to make up for the lack of heaven.

I want this life, the consequences of reunion, red sheep robbery.

The horse is squatting, and its heart is stronger. A tiger becomes a mouse, and its throat becomes a swallow.

Where is Wang Di City? Huns are still alive.

Wandering peach stems are broken, and sorrow is colorful.

It's hard to say that the history of investigation has its ups and downs.

9. Orchid Fa Conference of Lingquan Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival of Linjiang Fairy Girl

(Contemporary) Zhou Yanting

It has been repaired for generations, and the pond is full of grass.

Why does the inch heart report spring? Staring at the starry sky, tears streaming down your face.

A few minutes after waking up, it began to rain.

Ciyun went and returned. Even the mountains are green, and the rocks and waters are boundless.

10. "A hundred flowers blossom on Mid-Autumn Night"

(Song) Fan Zhongyan, the satrap of Nanyang, was crazy and did not enjoy the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In Baihuazhou, the greenway is quiet and smooth when you forget to go home at night.

Heaven learns to spit pearls in the blue sea, cold light shoots treasures, and stars are rare.

Look at the world downstairs. Everyone is in the jade pot.

The heat is always unavoidable. It is fate to have a cool life tonight.

A flute blew away Wan Liyun, and the host sang loudly and was intoxicated.

The guests were drunk and danced after my songs, which were like CSI.

1 1. In the rain of the Central Plains, Zi Jin appeared.

(Song) There are still many things in Zhu's department, and the fire flows west.

Happy holidays, cold rain and sudden autumn shock.

In the evening, the blue path is purple and the trees are quiet.

Once the inflammation is gone, Taiwan Province will not be left behind.

Knife and pen with screen, noise and heart rest. It is ironic to say that burning incense is delicious.

Zi also plays literature and history, which is the same as Youyou.

12. Zhongyuan

(Song) Xu

Today, every festival is still a strange place.

Zen and Zen are separate seats, and Zhai Qing is like a hall.

Jiang tea floats in the water, and wild vegetables are fragrant all over the mountain. Suddenly I remembered three autumn chrysanthemums and hoed the little famine.

13. "There must be a sigh in the temple."

(Song) Song Boren

Yan Yan came to recognize her ancestors and return to loyalty, and the Vatican pestle Ding Dongyue was on the second watch.

The smell of paper money on the ground is cold, and there is no real crying.

14. Mid-Autumn Festival at noon

(Song) Yang Wanli

After the rain, the sun was still boiling, and the pavilion refused to move in the afternoon.

Bees have no flowers and no food, and ants have no water to return to their teachers.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather is too early.

It's still hot in the small nursery, burning incense and sitting reading Tang poetry.

15. Ritual Poetry in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty

(Tang)

Four Meng feng Qiu Xu, three yuan in the air.

Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace.

The altar drops Agnes, Bai Fengxiang.

Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty.

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