Poems about Halloween 1. Ancient poems about ghost festival in July and a half
Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival (Ghost Festival)
The feeling of Mid-Autumn Festival (Qing Dynasty) Wang Kaitai
Dojo is full of ghosts, the original Langu.
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.
Chang 'an Zazhuzhi (Qing Dynasty) Pang Long
Thousands of trees are cool and frosty, and the moon is bright in the middle of the month.
Children fight for green lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scatter the fire city.
A gift from the Japanese-stone
(Tang dynasty) make a solitary Chu
I came to this world to pay RMB, and I had no leisure until I paid RMB.
Burning incense silently in the immortal view, knowing that the teacher is far away in Yushan.
The concept of etiquette in the middle yuan dynasty
(Tang)
Four orders, three yuan in the air. Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace.
The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and Bai Fengxiang. Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty.
For a long time, I longed for a banquet, and I often mourned the reunion of Polygonum hydropiper. How to award green capsules and then visit Hong's family.
Xu Xu, Ministry of Justice of Zhongyuan Customs
Yin (Tang)
Everyone has a secret record, Mr. Bailey. The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear.
The stars are facing the emperor, and the cranes are stunned. Yudong has long hair and Zhugong is the brightest.
Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow. After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name.
Zhongyuan Zuo
(Tang) Li Shangyin
Festival flutters to the palace, and the Central Plains worships the Qing Dynasty. The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom. How can the bluebird catch the bird before it reaches Yingzhou?
Mid-autumn night
(Tang) Li Ying
On a mid-autumn night in Jiangnan Water Temple, the moon moth is watched by the golden millet fence. The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The fragrant and colorful temples are condensed with blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed and renewed. Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
Send Taoist lovers on Mid-Autumn Festival night (choose one)
(Tang) Lu Guimeng
The dew in the orange village has dispersed, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill. Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection. Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, a hundred flowers blossom.
Fan Zhongyan (Northern Song Dynasty)
Nanyang satrap crazy hair, don't 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 are drunk, dancing and chasing my songs, which are like CSI.
In the rain of the Central Plains, Zi Jin appeared.
Zhu (Southern Song Dynasty)
The office is still busy, and the fire is flowing 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.
Appreciating the Moon in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty
(Ming) Bian Gong
It is better to go downstairs than to sit in love. It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight.
Zhong yuan ri Zhai zhong Zuo
(Ming) Zhu
The pottery pillow covers the plain screen, and the empty house lies alone in the rain. Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone.
In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food. I will have to escape from Zen for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
2. What are the poems about Ghost Festival?
1, Dojo is full of ghosts, the original Yulangu. 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. —— Wang Qing Kaitai's Thoughts on Mid-Autumn Festival
Interpretation: Dojo is built everywhere to help those ghosts tide over the difficulties and settle down. The red book "Celebrating the Central Plains" is posted on every door, offering wine and meat sacrifices for the deceased ancestors.
2. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, at the Jiangnan Water Temple, watch the moon by the Jin Suzhu. The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people. -Tang "Mid-Autumn Night"
Interpretation: On the Mid-Autumn Festival night in Jiangnan Water Temple, there seems to be a beautiful girl like Chang 'e under the moon on the railing. Fairy pose, especially beautiful.
3, the trees are cool and frosty, and it is clear in mid-January. The children scrambled to clear the lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scattered in the fire city. -Qing Pang Long's Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches
Interpretation: This poem describes the scene of children playing with lotus leaf lanterns on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
4. Yan Yan came to recognize the names of her ancestors and joined Van Gogh Ding Dongyue. The paper money on the ground smells very cold, and I didn't really cry two or three times. -Song Song Boren, "There must be a sigh in the temple."
Interpretation: Describe the scene of ancestor worship and lament that several people are really sad.
5. The weather is sunny in the new autumn, and the jade steps are half carved. The Mid-Autumn Festival in the Sixth Hospital is the heaviest, and the courtyard burns incense and reads Taoist scriptures. -Wang Song Zhong Xiu's Gong Ci
Interpretation: Describe the scene of paying homage to the Mid-Autumn Festival in the deep palace, and describe the loneliness in the deep palace.
6. The stars in the sky face the South Pole, and the festival on earth is the Central Plains. In an instant, the more Fujian sees its predecessors, the more it sees its distant grandchildren. Incense wishes the public like Wei Wu, who will do well in his years. -"He Yan Lu and Ji Yun" by Huang Songgong.
Interpretation: memory and respect for ancestors, expectation and encouragement for future generations.
7, two months and three crying, the goose is snowy. Red lanterns span thousands of lights, and bamboo and bamboo each pick one pole. A few old homes are like dreams, and a new ghost lingers for a while. -Wang Ming Hong Yan "Lanpen Dojo is a thing"
Interpretation: I am very sad and my tears are not dry. Deep condolences and remembrance for the dead.
8. Shadows burn ghosts, in front of the three altars. I don't know the vast sea of dust, who will solve the problem for life? -Contemporary Xiong Shengyuan's Mid-Autumn Festival Sentiment Fu
Interpretation: Describe the Mid-Autumn Festival ancestor worship, and mourn who can save the suffering of the people in the world in reality.
3. What are the poems about Ghost Festival?
There are many poems in the ghost world, as follows: According to legend, the seventh month of the lunar calendar 15 is a day when the gates of hell are wide open, and you can stay in the dead pile for one day. Some ghosts can accept sacrifices from people in the dead pile, so that day is also called Ghost Festival.
Mid-Autumn Night Li Ying Jiangnan Water Temple Mid-Autumn Night, see the moon moths by the golden millet fence. The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The temples with colorful incense are condensed with blue musk deer, and the fog surrounds the front of Tsing Yi and Za Zaixu. Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the dew in Lu Guimeng Orange Village has cleared away, but Mr. Dong Guo is still ill. Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection. Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
In the Central Plains, Li Shangyin's crimson festival fluttered from the palace, and the Central Plains made a pilgrimage to the Qing Dynasty. The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom. There are still cities far from Yingzhou. How can Jade Bird play games?
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Baihuazhou drove Fan Zhongyan, the prefect of Nanyang, 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, Ran Ying is in the rain.
It is inevitable to be cool, and it is fate to be cool tonight. A flute blew away Wan Liyun, and the host sang loudly and was intoxicated.
The guests are drunk, dancing and chasing my songs, which are like CSI.
4. Poetry about Ghost Festival
day of mourning
(Tang) Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Cold food is on the road.
(Tang) Song Wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
cold drink and snack
(Tang) Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
The door is that thing
(Tang)
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
day of mourning
(Song) Wang Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.
(Song) Wu Weixin
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the grave
(Song) Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
Work in the suburbs
(Song) Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;
Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.
(Ming) Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.
"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"
(Ming) Wang Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
5. Poetry about Halloween
Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival
Year: Ming Author: He Jingming
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, oversoul was also in this position.
Yan tends to be left of Shinto and far away from East.
Dragon and tiger look forward to your spirit and do Kun Yang Digong.
Instead of returning to Heng Yue, I fell into the bow of Dinghu Lake.
Turtle's good omen is smooth, and the chronological phoenix calendar is over.
Jade clothes and Chen paintings, as well as Baose Xuan Palace.
The North Pole is still the day before yesterday, and Nanxun is also the old wind.
On this day, I was ill and looked at five clouds.
There will be a sigh in the orchid pot in the temple.
Year: Song Author: 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 paper money on the ground smells very cold, and I didn't really cry two or three times.
Eyeworm basin
Year: Song Author: Yan Shu
Red, white, white, English, scarlet, yellow and hibiscus.
My family is worried about the heat in summer and looks forward to orchids every day.
6. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival
Zhong yuan ri Zhai zhong Zuo
Zhu (155 1 living before and after)
The pottery pillow covers the plain screen, and the empty house lies alone in the rain.
Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone.
In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food.
I will have to escape for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
Appreciating the Moon in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty
Bian Gong (1476~ 1523)
It is better to go downstairs than to sit in love.
It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight.
In the rain of the Central Plains, Zi Jin appeared.
Zhu (1 130~ 1200)
The office is still busy, and the fire is flowing 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 is also an expert in literature and history, which is the same as Youyou.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, a hundred flowers blossom.
Fan Zhongyan (989~ 1052)
Nanyang satrap crazy hair, don't 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, Ran Ying is in the rain.
It is inevitable to be cool, and it is fate to be cool tonight.
A flute blew away Wan Liyun, and the host sang loudly and was intoxicated.
The guests are drunk, dancing and chasing my songs, which are like CSI.
Mid-autumn night
Li Ying (living around 844)
On a mid-autumn night in Jiangnan Water Temple, the moon moth is watched by the golden millet fence.
The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The temples with colorful incense are condensed with blue musk deer, and the fog surrounds the front of Tsing Yi and Za Zaixu.
Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
Send Taoist lovers on Mid-Autumn Festival night (choose one)
Lu Guimeng (died in 88 1)
Orange village dew has dispersed, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill.
Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection.
Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
Central Plains Official Food Supplement
Yin (about 827)
Everyone has secrets, Mr. Bailey.
The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear.
The stars are in the emperor's place, and the cranes wander.
Yudong has long hair and Zhugong is the brightest.
Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow.
After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name.
Zhongyuan Zuo
Li shangyin (8 13~858)
The crimson festival floated to the palace, and the Central Plains made a pilgrimage.
The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom.
There are still cities far from Yingzhou. How can Jade Bird play games?
7. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival
China has been superstitious since ancient times, and there was a ghost festival in ancient times, which was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods, and it is also a day for people to turn over to Buddha for their dead relatives and ancestors. This festival was highly valued in ancient times. People believe that good and evil are rewarded and ghosts and gods exist in the world.
Complete works of ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival. Feeling about Mid-Autumn Festival (Qing Dynasty) Wang Kaitai Dojo is full of ghosts, and the original ancient meaning of Magnolia still exists. 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.
Chang 'an miscellaneous bamboo branches (clear) Pangbawanshu cool cream, clear in mid-January. Children fight for green lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scatter the fire city.
Looking at the moon (tomorrow) in the mid-Yuan Dynasty, the public likes to sit in the clear light, but they don't go downstairs when they are deep. It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight.
In the middle of Yuan Dynasty, I worked in Rizhai (Ming Dynasty). Zhu's pottery pillow is a separate screen, and Kongzhai lies alone in the rain. Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone.
In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food. I will have to escape from Zen for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhou wrote (Northern Song Dynasty) that Fan Zhongyan, the prefect of Wan, 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. The rain in the middle Yuan Dynasty arrived in Jin (Southern Song Dynasty), and Zhu was still busy, gloomy and the fire flowed 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.
On this day, I gave a gift to the teacher (Tang) to make the lonely Chu come to the world to return to Yuan, but not giving Yuan is not a day off. Burning incense silently in the immortal view, knowing that the teacher is far away in Yushan.
In the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, I observed rites in Japan (Tang Dynasty). Lu Gong's Preface to Four Autumn and The History of the Three Kingdoms. Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace.
The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and Bai Fengxiang. Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty.
For a long time, I longed for a banquet, and I often mourned the reunion of Polygonum hydropiper. How to award green capsules and then visit Hong's family.
In the mid-Yuan Dynasty, the concept of Buddhism was still incomplete (Tang Dynasty). Yin and Wu have secret records, Mr. Bai Shili. The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear.
The stars are facing the emperor, and the cranes are stunned. Yudong has long hair and Zhugong is the brightest.
Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow. After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name.
Zhong Yuanzuo (Tang Dynasty) floated into the palace, and Zhong Yuan made a pilgrimage to the Qing Dynasty. The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom. How can the bluebird catch the bird before it reaches Yingzhou?
Mid-Autumn Night (Tang Dynasty) On the Mid-Autumn Night of Li Ying's Jiangnan Water Temple, I saw the moon moths beside the golden millet fence. The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The fragrant and colorful temples are condensed with blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed and renewed. Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
Mid-autumn night farewell couple (choose one from two) (Tang) Lu Guimeng's orange village dew has been cleared, and Mr. Dong Guo's illness has not been removed. Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection. Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
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8. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Zhong yuan ri Zhai zhong Zuo
bright red
The pottery pillow covers the plain screen, and the empty house lies alone in the rain.
Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone.
In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food.
I will have to escape for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
Appreciating the Moon in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty
Bian gong
It is better to go downstairs than to sit in love.
It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight.
In the rain of the Central Plains, Zi Jin appeared.
Chu Hsi
The office is still busy, and the fire is flowing 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 is also an expert in literature and history, which is the same as Youyou.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, a hundred flowers blossom.
fan zhongyan
Nanyang satrap crazy hair, don't 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, Ran Ying is in the rain.
It is inevitable to be cool, and it is fate to be cool 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.
Mid-autumn night
Mars
On a mid-autumn night in Jiangnan Water Temple, the moon moth is watched by the golden millet fence.
The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The temples with colorful incense are condensed with blue musk deer, and the fog surrounds the front of Tsing Yi and Za Zaixu.
Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
Send a couple to Lu Guimeng on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
The dew in the orange village has dispersed, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill.
Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection.
Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
Central Plains Official Food Supplement
Yin fanyao
Everyone has secrets, Mr. Bailey.
The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear.
The stars are in the emperor's place, and the cranes wander.
Yudong has long hair and Zhugong is the brightest.
Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow.
After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name.
Zhongyuan Zuo
Li shangyin
The crimson festival floated to the palace, and the Central Plains made a pilgrimage.
The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom.
There are still cities far from Yingzhou. How can Jade Bird play games?
9. What poems describe Mid-Autumn Festival?
(A): The Mid-Autumn Festival is also a ghost festival.
Thoughts on Mid-Autumn Festival-Wang Kaitai
Dojo is full of ghosts, the original Langu.
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.
Analysis: The poem Thinking of Mid-Autumn Festival by Wang Kaitai, a scholar in Qing Dynasty, describes the custom of Fujian people to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. July 15 is the birthday of local officials and the corresponding date of sacrifice. A large number of ghosts were released and allowed to enjoy human sacrifices temporarily, which was called forgiveness by local officials. Buddhism calls it "Magnolia Festival". Dream orchid basin means hanging upside down. The pain of life is like a bat hanging upside down from a tree, which is very miserable. In order to save all living beings from the suffering of hanging upside down, we must recite scriptures and give ghosts food. This coincides with China's worship of ghost moon.
(b) The Mid-Autumn Festival is also Kogasawara Festival.
Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo-Pang Long
Thousands of trees are cool and frosty, and the moon is bright in the middle of the month.
The children scrambled to clear the lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scattered in the fire city.
Analysis: The poem "Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches in Chang 'an" by Pang Long, a poet in Qing Dynasty, vividly depicts the scene of children playing with lotus leaf lanterns on the Mid-Autumn Festival night. According to the etiquette of Buddhist bonsai, the river lantern is just one of the small programs, which doesn't seem so important. In the folk activities of Mid-Autumn Festival, it is more important to put on lights. River lanterns are also called "lotus lanterns". Generally, lights or candles are placed on the base, and they are placed in rivers, lakes and seas during the Mid-Autumn Festival, allowing them to float. The function of river lanterns is to drown ghosts and other ghosts in Purdue water.
(c): The Mid-Autumn Festival is not just the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ritual Optimism in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty —— Duke Lu
Four orders, three yuan in the air.
Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace.
The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and Bai Fengxiang.
Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty.
For a long time, I longed for a banquet, and I often mourned the reunion of Polygonum hydropiper.
How to award green capsules and then visit Hong's family.
Lu Gong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, described his views on Taoist practices in the Mid-Yuan Festival. Although the poet in this poem clearly writes about Buddhism, it gives people the impression that he is describing a scene of wandering in vain, which makes people feel more about the world out of thin air and see it more clearly.
10. Poems describing Halloween
Mid-Autumn Festival (Ghost Festival) poem "Mid-Autumn Festival Feeling" (Qing Dynasty) Wang Kaitai Dojo is full of ghosts, and the original ancient meaning of Magnolia still exists.
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. "Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches" (Qing Dynasty) Pombawan Trees are cold and frosty, and it is clear in mid-January.
Children fight for green lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scatter the fire city. "A Japanese Gift to a Teacher" (Tang Dynasty) made the lonely Chu come to the world by accident, but he was not idle until he gave Yuan.
Burning incense silently in the immortal view, knowing that the teacher is far away in Yushan. By the middle of Yuan Dynasty, The Book of Rites Sun (Tang Dynasty), Four Autumn Preface and Three Yuan Seize the Empty.
Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace. The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and Bai Fengxiang.
Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty. For a long time, I longed for a banquet, and I often mourned the reunion of Polygonum hydropiper.
How to award green capsules and then visit Hong's family. "In the mid-Yuan Dynasty, the concept of Buddhism was false" (Tang Dynasty), recorded by Yin Kai, Mr. Bai Shili.
The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear. The stars are facing the emperor, and the cranes are stunned.
Yudong has long hair and Zhugong is the brightest. Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow.
After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name. "Zhong Yuan Zuo" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin Festival fluttered to the palace, and Zhong Yuan worshipped the Qing Dynasty.
The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror. It saves you the trouble of sleeping and listening to the rain and not knowing how to get lost and bloom.
How can the bluebird catch the bird before it reaches Yingzhou? "Mid-Autumn Night" (Tang) On the Mid-Autumn Night in Jiangnan Water Temple, Li Ying saw the moon moths by the golden millet hedge.
The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people. The fragrant and colorful temples are condensed with blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed and renewed.
Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home. Send a couple all the way on Mid-Autumn Night (choose one) (Tang) Lu Guimeng's orange village dew has been cleared, and Mr. Dong Guo's illness has not been removed.
Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books. The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection.
Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty. "Mid-Autumn Festival Hundred Flowers" (Northern Song Dynasty) Nanyang satrap Fan Zhongyan enjoyed 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.
In the rain in the mid-Yuan Dynasty, a child appeared in the Jin Dynasty (Southern Song Dynasty), and Zhu was still busy, gloomy and the fire flowed westward. 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. "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty" (Ming Dynasty) loves the clarity of the frontier, and it is deeper without going downstairs.
It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight. "Central Plains Japanese Zhai Zhong Zuo" (Ming) Zhu Tao pillow single screen, empty Zhai lying alone in the rain.
Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone. In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food.
I will have to escape from Zen for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.