Every year, the Lantern Festival has activities to enjoy lanterns and guess lantern riddles.
But this year's Lantern Festival is rainy and snowy, and I can't enjoy the lights.
Even so, it can't hinder the happiness of the Lantern Festival. On a cold day, eating steaming hot pot and sweet rice balls, the family is neatly and neatly sitting around the table, which is already the happiest appearance.
After the Lantern Festival, the Spring Festival officially ended. We will officially start the journey of the new year, and all the expectations will start again.
The romantic, sweet and lively Lantern Festival has attracted countless literati and artists throughout the ages to express various resonant feelings.
On the occasion of the festive season, we invite you to enjoy the most beautiful Lantern Festival poems, look forward to the coming year together, and look forward to all the best and all your wishes come true.
"The Fifteenth Night of the First Lunar Month".
Don Sue taste
The fire tree and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened.
The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.
The wanderers are all plums, and the songs are all plums.
Jin Wu can't help the night, and the jade leak is not urging.
Translation: The bright lights are scattered, and the bright light is reflected in the depths of the garden, like delicate flowers; Since it was accessible everywhere, the iron locks of the city gates were also opened.
The crowd was surging, and the dust was flying under the horses' hooves; The moonlight shines everywhere, and people can see the bright moon everywhere.
Under the shadow of the moonlight, the courtesans are showy, wearing heavy makeup, and singing "Plum Blossom Falling" while walking.
The night ban has been canceled in the capital, and you don't have to be busy with the jade leak of timekeeping, don't let the Lantern Festival night, which is only once a year, pass in a hurry.
This poem describes the scenery of the Lantern Festival night in Chang'an City. According to the records of "New Words of the Tang Dynasty" and "New Records of Tang Liangjing": Every year on the night of the Lantern Festival, lanterns are put out in Chang'an City, three days before and after. There is no martial law at night, and the people watching the lights are crowded, and the whole night is spent in a lively atmosphere.
Su Wei (648-705) was a politician and writer in the Tang Dynasty. A native of Luancheng, Zhaozhou (now Luancheng County, Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province).
"Fifteen Nights of Watching the Lanterns".
Don Lou Zhaolin
Jinli opened a feast, Lan Hongyan in her early years.
The colors are far away, and the light is far away from the sky.
The Han suspicious stars fall, and the building hangs like the moon.
Don't have a daughter laughing, come to the front of the nine branches.
Translation: In the colorful lights, the husband and wife hold a feast to celebrate, and under the delicate lamps, the young people look more glamorous.
The brilliant colors of the lights seem to separate the earth from afar, and the numerous lights dot the sky in the distance.
The lights and fireworks connecting the Tianhe River seem to be stars falling, and the lights of the tall buildings seem to be hanging in the sky.
There is also a beautiful woman's beautiful smile reflected in the firelight of the nine branches.
Lu Zhaolin, a poet of the early Tang Dynasty. The word Shengzhi, self-named Youweizi, Han nationality, Youzhou Fanyang (now Zhuozhou City, Hebei Province) people.
"Shengchazi Yuan Xi".
Song Ouyang Xiu
On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day.
The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.
On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt.
Translation: During the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was lit up as if it were daylight.
Meet the beautiful woman after dusk and when the willows are on the moon.
On the 15th Lantern Festival of the first lunar month this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
I can no longer see the old man of last year, and the tears of lovesickness wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.
This is the Prime Minister's lovesickness, writing about the sweetness of meeting his lover during last year's Lantern Festival and the pain of not seeing his lover during this year's Lantern Festival.
The moon arrives at the head of the willow tops, and people are about after dusk" The two sentences are endless and the meaning is endless, which is a famous sentence through the ages.
"Looking at the Moon and Dreaming Far Away".
Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.
The candle is extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed.
It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.
Translation: A bright moon rises in the vast and boundless sea, which reminds people of relatives and friends who are far away at the ends of the earth, and they should be looking at the same bright moon at this moment.
Amorous people resent the long moonlit nights, and they stayed awake all night thinking about their loved ones.
Extinguishing the candle and loving the moonlight in the room, I wandered around in my cloak and felt the cold of the night.
Although Yuehua is good, it can't be given away, so it's better to go back to sleepland to find a good time.
Not everyone can be reunited with their loved ones during the festive season, and the distance prevents them from seeing each other, but it can't stop them from spreading their love to each other.
The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. ”
Looking at the bright moon with distant relatives to send lovesickness, thoughts and blessings will always be with you.
"Interpretation of Flowers: Shangyuan".
The drums are noisy, the figures are uneven, and the road is full of fragrant musk.
Because of the night, the capital is open.
Looking at thousands of doors like day, laughing and playing. Tin Cheropa.
Everywhere they meet, there is their own dark dust with the horse.
The year is also. Only to see, the old love is gone.
Clear the leak, fly back from the cover, and stop singing from the dance.
Translation: Candles burn in the wind, night dew soaks the lanterns, and the lights of the street market reflect each other. The bright moonlight shone on the roof tiles, the faint clouds dispersed, and the radiant Chang'e was about to fall. The clothes are so delicate and elegant, and all the girls in the south have thin waists. The streets and alleys are noisy, the figures are crowded, and the fragrance is bursting on the roads.
I can't help but think of the night of lights in the capital back then, when thousands of households were lit up like day. The girls went out to enjoy the fun with a smile, and from time to time someone on the incense cart dropped Luopa. Where there is a fate, there must be horses and dust flying with each other. This year's capital must still be the same, but my old feelings have all faded. It's not too early to move the bell, so let's get back in the car and let people go and play to their heart's content.
"Interpretation of Flowers: Shangyuan" is a nostalgic work of the lyricist drifting away from home and every Lantern Festival. From "the light of the year is also", it begins to be lyrical, expressing the encounters and sadness that are not as good as in the past.
Life has always been an unsatisfactory thing, pack up your mood, as Zeng Guofan said: the past is not in love, the present is not mixed, and the future is not welcome. Welcome the new year with a new state.
"Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi".
Song Xin gave up the disease
The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
The moth snow willow **wisps, the laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.
Translation: The east wind blew away the fire trees and silver flowers on the night of the Lantern Festival, and the lanterns were brilliant, like a thousand trees blooming. The ceremonial flowers falling from the sky are like a rain of stars. Luxurious horse-drawn carriages pass through the fragrant streets. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, and the bright moon like a jade pot gradually turned to the west, dancing fish lanterns and dragon lanterns all night without stopping.
The beauties wore gorgeous ornaments on their heads, and walked with the crowd with a smile, only the fragrance of clothes was still floating in the dark. I searched for her in the crowd a thousand times, and suddenly turned around, but I inadvertently found her in the place where the lights were running out.
The lyricist pretended to seek a woman who hated the excitement and was willing to be lonely, implicitly expressing his noble aspirations and feelings Liang Qichao's "Selected Words of the Art Museum" cloud: "Self-pity and loneliness, sad people have no embrace." ”
There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side.
Suddenly looking back, I realized that the happiness we were looking for was actually beside us all along, and we were only a turn away from happiness.
"Pouring a Cup of Music, Forbidden Leakage Flowers".
Song Yoo Yong
The forbidden leakage flowers are deep, the embroidery is eternal, and the wind is warm. Change Shaojing, Dumen twelve, Lantern Festival three or five, silver toad full. Lianyun Fudao Lingfei view. Towering the imperial palace, Jiaqi Rui smoke onion. Cuihua is fortunate to be a layer of the city Langyuan.
Dragon and phoenix candles, Jiaoguang Xinghan. On the nearby Ao Mountain, open the feather fan. Huile House, two immortals, four string orchestras in the pear garden. Xiang Xiaose and the people have not dispersed. Yingwanjing, the mountain is calling. May the years be old, in the heavens, and always look at the phoenix.
Translation: As the forbidden leaks continue to drip and leak, time passes little by little, and the flowers and plants have grown taller. The sun is like an embroiderer, constantly embroidering all kinds of pictures on the earth. The wind with the scent of flowers spreads warmth to the world. There are 12 gates in the capital, the moon is very round on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the passage between the very high attics is almost connected to the clouds, the residence of the royal family is towering and gorgeous, and the smoke of Jiaqirui is swirled among the flowers and trees, like a fairyland. During the Lantern Festival, the emperor came out to watch the lanterns and admire the moon with everyone, and was fortunate to go to the garden where the gods lived in the imperial city.
The candles with dragon and phoenix patterns complement the light of the stars and moon in the sky. Open the palm fan that the emperor relied on very close to the light show. Met with the two civil officials managed by Yuefu and the four branches of the Liyuan. The day was almost dawn, and the people had not dispersed, and the streets were full of people, all shouting long live to the saints. I hope to see this every year.
Only when the country is rich and the country is strong can the people be happy, and may the motherland become stronger and stronger.
"Eternal Happiness: Sunset Molten Gold".
Song Li Qingzhao
The sunset melts gold, the twilight clouds merge the walls, where are the people. Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute complaints, spring consciousness a little. The Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, and there is no wind and rain in the second place. Come to summon each other, fragrant cars and BMW, and thank him for drinking and poets.
On the prosperous day of Zhongzhou, the boudoir has a lot of time, remember to focus on three or five. Spread the green crown, twist the gold and snow willows, and compete for the sake of Chu. Now he is haggard, windy and frosty, and he is afraid to go out at night. It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people's laughter.
Translation: The afterglow of the setting sun is like molten gold, and the clouds of the evening are like the bright moon surrounded by it. The willow-colored smoke is gradually thickening, and the flute is still playing the grievance of "Plum Blossom Falling", who knows how much spring there will be? Just as the Lantern Festival is warm and weather, won't there be a sudden rain in the blink of an eye? Someone came to invite me to such a banquet and drove a BMW to pick me up, but I declined.
It is unforgettable to remember the prosperous days in Bianjing, the women in the boudoir have a lot of leisure games, remember the special preference for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, wearing a hat with kingfisher feathers on the head, and the snow willow made of beautiful gold thread, dressed neatly and beautifully. Up to now, the image is very haggard, and the unkempt gray temples that seem to be blown by the wind have no intention of combing, and they are too lazy to go out to see the lights at night. It's better to secretly stay under the curtain and listen to the laughter of people outside.
This poem was written by Li Qingzhao when she took refuge in Jiangnan in her later years, writing about her feelings during a Lantern Festival.
The days never come long, and the good is often fleeting. Since you have met it, cherish it.
Share! Lantern Festival, I wish you peace of mind every day, every month, every year, and all the best!