Modern Poetry Tanabata, modern poems about Tanabata

A modern poem describing Tanabata: "Tanabata Dream".

Qixi Festival, also known as the Qiqiao Festival and the Daughter's Festival, is a traditional Chinese festival that comes from the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and is celebrated on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

In ancient times, every time a woman celebrates the birthday of the Seventh Sister, they would sacrifice to the Seventh Sister, praying for ingenuity and a happy marriage. This is also the ** of the name "begging". Women will also thread needles into the moon and wind with five-colored threads, and they will wear them for a long time.

Over time, Tanabata has also become a "Daughter's Day". The Qixi Festival is based on the folklore of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, expressing the feelings of married men and women who never abandon and grow old together, and abide by the promise of love.

On May 20, 2006, the Qixi Festival was included in the first batch of national intangible cultural heritage list by the People's Republic of China.

Modern poems about Tanabata ITanabata Love. Moonshine flows.

Moisturizing autumn details.

The air becomes crystal clear.

This time. My wife and I held hands.

Let's look at the stars together.

It is the home of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

The Magpie Bridge has been erected.

Waiting for a thousand years of love.

Legend has always been heartwarming.

Love, I am experiencing.

A test of reality.

A fresh breeze blew.

Haruka Yuji awakens the legend of the galaxy.

Modern poems about Tanabata IITanabata flowers are blooming.

Soggy. You are blooming in.

An orchid in the night wind.

Wandering in my mind.

A touch of red in the sky.

Was it ignited by your own hands?

There is a fruity season.

The memory of the flower came from the dream.

Everything that followed.

It conforms to the legendary Tanabata.

Falling leaves to flowers.

The veins are clearer than the palm prints.

The heart is calm.

When you smile lightly, it ripples.

Modern poems about Tanabata IIIThe Milky Way is surging in the sky.

Generations of cowherds and girls.

Tonight the magpie bridge was built again.

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl have a hopeful period.

You and I will never see each other.

Sigh the autumn wind and cherish the autumn rain.

How many days does the summer go from summer to cold.

Listen to the whispers under the moon before the flowers.

Butterflies in the dream.

Leave a new look of shadow dancing.

Lonely Fang self-watching single film.

Time rushes away.

Acacia burns wax torches.

It is also comforting to see each other in a dream.

I only hope that my king will have a good time.

Modern poems about Tanabata IVIn the wilderness of time.

A legend about the morning glory and the weaver girl.

Said for thousands of years.

In the melody of the beating of time.

There was the same story.

The woman who weaves the cloud brocade is aged.

How many Tanabata people sing the same song.

How many people's experiences have been drawn on different tracks.

There was one on the weeping magpie bridge.

How many times have we met.

How many beautiful voices have been singing there.

Modern poems about Tanabata VThe night of Tanabata.

A crooked waning moon hung in the sky.

Inadvertently. Open the poem you wrote to me that year.

The memory of that string of love.

It's so rainy.

It's never like a blur.

Today it is clearer.

Today, I sorted out my feelings again.

One of you. and his hair fluttering.

Suddenly. Back to the heat of that summer.

It seems to attract the coolness of autumn again.

I want to ask you gently.

It's like to be a demon.

Or the prince on horseback.

It's like the unruly prodigal son.

is still a gentle talent.

Our time is not long, though.

I will exhaust the love of my life.

I wish us a happy Tanabata Festival.

As follows:

1, Tanabata Cui Tu.

Every year on Qixi Festival, there are tears in the autumn.

Since it is a year old in the world, why not only dusk in the sky.

2, Qixi Fu into a chapter Xu Jingzong.

After a year of complaining and saying goodbye, Tanabata began to speak. Fluttering socks walk in the sky, scorching new makeup to appreciate the moonlight.

Qingliang buried and urged Qiao to smile and open the stars, and did not hesitate to show the cloud clothes. sighed but leaked even more, and the oak and blue ants covered their weepings and made last night's machine.

3, Qixi Yang Pu.

If you don't know what to do, you must invite the weaver girl to get the golden shuttle.

Every year, begging is clever in the world, but there are many tricks in the world.

4, Tanabata Cao Song.

The cow girl is in the autumn of Qixi Festival, and the magpies are cross-current. The clouds are ethereal back to the golden bridle, and the bright moon Chanjuan hangs a jade hook.

Yan Yu has added a few hates, and Hua Rong will not be more ashamed in the end. What's more remnant is the placket, and the arrow comes east to shoot the cui building.

5, Qixi (Tang) Quan Deyu.

Today's Yunluo crossing the magpie bridge should not be veined and long.

The family actually likes to open the makeup mirror and wear needles under the moon to worship nine nights.

6, Queqiao Immortal (Tanabata) Lu Bing.

The afterglow is scattered, and the Ming River turns snow. The faint magpie bridge is at the beginning of the knot.

The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet each other, win but win, and the world is happy.

Meet overnight and parting after many years. This wisdom digging language is really a wave of words.

Think carefully about how to be like Chang'e, solve the solitary house, and the Guanghan Palace.