The moon in the world is better every year!

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-02-01

The north wind blew the snow overnight, and suddenly it was a wax moon day. Tomorrow is about to enter the wax moon, let us experience a different kind of silver wrapping, plum blossoms, full of the charm of the wax moon.

December is the last month of the year, commonly known as the end of the year, and there are more than 30 kinds of names such as Ladong, Remnant Winter, Poor Winter, Layue, Ice Moon, Yuyue, Polar Moon, Qing Ceremony, Dongsu, Da Lu, etc. Among them, the most familiar and well-known is the "wax moon". The reason why it is called "Wax Moon" is because "Wax" is the name of the "sacrifice" of the ancestors and the gods in ancient times, there is the saying of "the three sacrifices to the gods after the winter solstice", that is, every day after the winter solstice, the dry branch contains the day of the earth branch "戌", the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties is fixed on the eighth day of December, the ancestors have to hunt birds and beasts to hold a big sacrifice activity, worship the gods and respect the ancestors, pray for longevity, avoid disasters and welcome auspiciousness. This ritual is called the "hunting festival".

Because "wax" and "hunting" are on holiday, "hunting sacrifice" is written as "wax sacrifice", so the December at the end of the year is called wax month. This custom originated during the Qin and Han dynasties, when Qin Shi Huang unified China and ordered the establishment of a calendar, calling the December of December, when the old and the new alternate in late winter and early spring, the "wax moon".

Layue "Song Wang Yuyan.

Chuzhou began to feel cold in the month of Layue, and the county was idle in the twilight of the year.

The official offers good wine and worries about the snow, the sky and the new poems and the mountains.

The plum in the sunshine wild pond is about to bloom, and the grass is still spotted when it burns back to the barren path.

After the officials dispersed, there was no official business, and the door halberd was returned to the sunset.

The wax moon is the world of snow. The snow, dancing or falling quietly, the nearby farmhouse to a small snow-capped mountain, the distant mountains are covered with snow, extraordinarily enchanting, she purifies the air, but also purifies people's hearts, making people feel peaceful and fresh.

Qinyuan Spring Snow".

**。The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the remnant is reckless: up and down the big river, suddenly lost and surging.

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, wants to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Cherish the Qin Emperor and Han Wu. Slightly lost literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu, slightly inferior**.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

It's all about the past. Count the romantic figures, but also look at the present day.

The wax moon is the season of plum blossoms. She is proud of the snow and laughs. The small petals, like crystalline pearls, shimmer with the brilliance of life, releasing endless energy in the cold winter, giving people perseverance, courage and strength.

Plum Blossoms" Song Wang Anshi.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

Laba is the most important festival in the month of Laba. Originally a day for ancient Chinese ancestors to worship their ancestors and gods, Laba is a tradition that dates back to ancient times to pray for a good harvest in the new year. With the introduction of Buddhism, the meaning of Laba changed dramatically. It is rumored that Shakyamuni Buddha became a Buddha on the eighth day of the lunar month, so this day has become one of the important festivals of Buddhism. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Laba Festival was officially established as the eighth day of the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, and over time, the meaning and customs of this day have been continuously enriched and developed. By the Qing Dynasty, the custom of drinking laba porridge became more common.

Xingxiangzi Laba Day and Hong Zhong Jianxi Xing its Night Snow Works".

Song Dynasty: Wang Xin.

Wild shop remnant winter. Green wine spring.

Thinking now, who has the same meaning.

The streams are endless, and the mountains are endless.

There are a few plums, a few bamboos, and a few pines.

The basket is happy, and the twilight is sparse.

Looking at the lonely village, the sun is in a hurry.

Snow in the night window, dawn pillow cloud peak.

He has a fisherman, a fishing hat, and a fisherman.

The winter is gradually dissipating, the earth is spring, and this year is the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, and the beginning of spring. Spring is full of gardens, and all things are born to the new. After experiencing the frost of winter, it finally stretched out and ushered in the news of spring. Everyone and everything are looking forward to spring, the earth is looking forward to, the spring breeze blows the green earth, the farmers are looking forward to it, and the spring breeze brings the hope of a bumper harvest.

Lichun" Song Bai Yu Toad.

The east wind blows away the plum snow and saves the spring of the world overnight.

From now on, there should be feet in the spring, and the spirit of flowers and rich grass.

Let's meet in the spring and meet "jasper made into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down green silk." "The greenery is abundant; "The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. "The tenderness of the drizzle; "The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. "It's bright and sultry; "Go to the atrium and count the flowers, and the dragonfly flies up to the jade and scratches its head. "It's lively and smart. Let us plug in the wings of our dreams at this time, live up to our time, and sow the beautiful hope of spring!

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