One of the nineteen ancient poems Han Anonymous is written about a festival

The first of the nineteen ancient poems (Han) is written anonymously as "Qixi Festival", and the full poem is as follows:

Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River.

Slender hands, zaza lanes.

All day long, sobbing like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, and it is a little different.

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent.

The question is so vague that you don't understand it at first glance.

I don't know the one you asked

The title of each of the nineteen ancient poems is the first sentence at the beginning.

For example. The line is re-lined, and the king is separated.

More than 10,000 miles apart, each at the end of the world.

The road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe.

Humayi north wind, over the south branch of the bird's nest.

The days are far away, and the days of clothing and belts have slowed down.

The clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care about the opposite.

Sijun makes people old, and the years are too late.

Don't give up your donations, and try to add more food.

The title is "Lines, Lines, Lines".

I've just swept through 19 ancient poems, and I don't think there's anything to write about festivals.

It's just that. Morning Glory.

Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River.

Slender hands, zaza lanes.

All day long, sobbing like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, and it is a little different.

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent.

It is related to Tanabata.

I don't know if you're satisfied? I am a major in Chinese, and 19 ancient poems are a group of poems that I like very much and am currently studying.

As for the "first" you say

Nineteen ancient poems, the first is "line line, line line, line line".

Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River.

It is written: the sorrow of heaven, the portrayal of the earth. This poem is a blend of scenes, euphemistic and subtle.

Tune in to the morning glory horn horn river Han girl Qianqian quickly look for the way, remember.

1, "Far and Near".

Gu Cheng, you, look at me for a while, and look at the clouds for a while.

I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close.

2, "Accidental".

Xu Zhimo: I am a cloud in the sky, which is projected on your heart by chance.

You don't need to be surprised, let alone rejoice, to be wiped out in an instant.

You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

3. "Error".

Zheng Chou gave me to fight Jiangnan and walked through.

The face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower.

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street is late.

The sound of trampling is not loud, and the spring curtain in March is not revealed.

Your heart is a little window closed.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby 4, "Alley".

Gucheng alley. It's curved and long.

There are no doors and no windows.

I'll take an old key.

Knocking on a thick wall.

5. "Weight".

Han Han put the bloody head on the balance of life, so that all the survivors were lost.

Weight. 6, "Arc".

Gu Cheng's birds are in the wind.

Turn quickly. The boy went to pick it up.

One cent. Grapevines due to fantasy.

And the extended filaments.

The waves retreated.

And the towering back.

7, "Feeling".

The sky is gray.

The road is gray.

The building is gray.

The rain is gray.

In a dead ash.

Walked past two children.

A bright red. A pale green.

8, "Love Life".

I don't think I'll be able to make it.

Since you have chosen the distance.

Just take care of the wind and rain.

Don't think about whether you can win love.

Since I love roses.

and be brave enough to confide in sincerity.

I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me.

Since the goal is horizon.

All that is left to the world is the back.

I don't think about whether the future will be flat or muddy.

As long as you love life, everything is expected.

9, "That Winter Was Full of Sorrow".

The first sunny day after the snow. The glacier has not yet thawed.

Pack your bags.

Step onto this familiar alley.

Echo in your ears.

It's still the sentimentality I love.

The cold wind caressed his face.

Enjoy the sheer desolation.

Tired of walking. Stopping is still melancholy.

Staring into the distance somewhere.

Jump the track. This is not the swan song of fate.

Because there is still sunshine in the winter.

10, "Far Away".

How far is Sanmao far away?

Please, please tell me, to the ends of the earth, is it far?

Ask your heart, as long as it promises, there is no place, it will not be so far.

1."The Sea Sleeps".

The wind stopped making trouble, the waves stopped laughing, and the sea slept in the middle of the night.

She hugged the bright moon, she carried the stars on her back, and the gentle sound of the tide was her sleeping snoring.

The wind at sea. The wind on the sea is the god of flowers, and as soon as she comes, ten thousand waves bloom ......

The wind of the sea is the luthier, and as soon as she comes, she plays a thousand kinds of songs......

The wind of the sea is a strong man, and as soon as he comes, he sends away thousands of fishing sails ......

The wind on the sea is a lion, and when it roars, it sets off waves that ...... the sky

2, "Bud Bud".

Spring has arrived. The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

The bud bud should not only show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

3, "Fishing Fire".

The night is quiet.

The river is a good boy.

Listen to Mother Moon.

Slept, the fisherman lit the fire.

The river is like opening its eyes.

Talking in a dream.

4."Bamboo Shoots" quietly arches out of the earth.

I want to inquire. The secret of the green trees in the spring.

Blossoming news.

"Broken Chapter".

Bian Zhilin, you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.

Old Horse" Zang Kejia always had to ask the cart to fit enough, it didn't say a word, the pressure on its back was buckled into the flesh, and it hung its head heavily.

At this moment, it didn't know the fate of the next moment, it had tears and only swallowed it in its heart, and a whip shadow floated in its eyes, and it raised its head to look ahead.

The paper boat is sent to the mother.

Bingxin I never wanted to abandon a piece of paper, I always kept it—kept it, folded it into a very small boat, and threw it off the boat and threw it out into the sea.

Some were swept into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck on the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart, stacking it every day, always hoping that one can flow to where I want it to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dreams, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, begging her to carry her love and sorrow back.

"Autumn Poems".

Zhong Zhencan's autumn breeze is swaying in the mountains and seas.

Leaves are flying.

The rice bends all over the mountains.

Harvest harvest welcomes winter.

Stars (131).

O sea! Which star has no light?

Which flower doesn't have fragrance?

Which time in my thoughts.

Without the clear sound of your waves?

"Bud Buds".

Spring has arrived. The weather is warmer.

Hurry up and come out.

The bud bud should not only show a small head.

How beautiful the bark is on the outside.

Hurry up and come out.

The sun will give you.

Dress in green. The spring breeze will be given to you.

Sweet dew drops.

You don't want to be so nice.

I can't repay it.

All it takes is a smile from you.

I'll think it's spring.

Don't hate me so much.

I couldn't pick up the chips to fight back.

All it takes is an honest look from you.

I think it's the autumn harvest.

"Accidental" Xu Zhimo "Mistake" Zheng Chouyu.

Arc" Gu Cheng "Alley" Gu Cheng.

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Thank you, how I thank you, when I walk to you, I want to reap a spring breeze, but you give me the whole spring, let me thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a wave of spray.

But you gave me the whole ocean.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to pick up a red leaf.

But you gave me the whole maple grove.

How I can thank you.

When I walk towards you.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake.

But you gave me the silver world

The song of nostalgia for the hometown is a clear flute.

It always rings on a moonlit night.

The face of my hometown is a vague longing.

It's like waving goodbye in the fog.

Homesickness after parting is a tree without annual rings.

Never Grow Old -- Farewell Cambridge Gently I go, as gently I come; I beckoned softly, Farewell to the clouds of the western sky. The golden willow on the riverside is the bride in the sunset; The shadows in the sparkling waves ripple in my heart. The green wattles on the soft mud, the oily ones swagger at the bottom of the water; In the soft waves of Kangqiao, I am willing to be a water weed!

The pool under the shade of the elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky crumpled among the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream. Looking for a dream? Hold a long artemisia, wander to the greener grass, Loaded with a boatload of starlight, Singing in the starlight.

But I can't play songs, quietly is a parting sheng flute; The summer worm is also silent for me, Silence is Kangqiao tonight! Quietly I went, as quietly I came; I waved my sleeves and didn't take away a cloud.