The first day of October is winter clothing festival.
It is late autumn, in ancient times, on the day of the Winter Clothing Festival, everyone offered a sweep to commemorate the relatives of the immortals, which is called sending cold clothes.
The Chinese nation is a grateful nation, on the day of the Winter Clothing Festival, do not forget to sacrifice the deceased relatives, care about sending winter clothes to the living relatives.
Send you 8 winter clothes poems, winter clothes festival, only love and warmth, can not be disappointed. May you not forget the deceased and cherish the people in front of you.
"The Man with the Column・ Sending Clothes"
Yuan Yao Fu
If you want to send the king's clothes, you will not return it, and if you do not send the king's clothes, you will be cold.
Between sending and not sending, concubines are difficult.
Sending winter clothes is sending thoughts.
This is a woman who leaves home, or fights, or serves, and when the weather turns cold, the wife sends her husband a winter coat.
However, when sending it, the wife hesitated again, sending you winter clothes, afraid that you would not want to return home; not sending you winter clothes, and afraid that you would suffer from the cold in the winter. Whether to send or not to send it, it makes me difficult and difficult.
Behind the winter coat is the wife's deep thoughts about her husband.
"Twilight Home"
Qing Jiang Shiquan
The heart of the beloved son is endless, and the return home is happy and tasty.
The needle and thread of the cold clothes are dense, and the ink marks of the home letter are new.
Meet pity thin, Hu'er asked bitterly.
Humble and ashamed of the son of man, do not dare to sigh the wind and dust.
The sky will be cold, and the son is the deepest concern in the mother's heart.
When the son returned home, he was happiest than his mother. Back at home, I saw that the stitches of my mother's sewing cold clothes were dense, and the handwriting and ink marks in the family letters were like new.
The most difficult reward in the world is kindness, no matter how far you go, you can't get out of your mother's concern.
"Stuffed Song"
Don Xu Hun
Fighting in the north of Sangqian at night, the Qin soldiers did not return.
There are village letters in the dynasty, just like sending cold clothes.
After a fierce battle, the soldiers were more than half killed and could never go home again. But in the morning, someone from home sent a letter and brought them winter clothes.
The day when there are relatives and friends gather together is very warm and beautiful for many people. Therefore, we should cherish the fate in front of us and not wait until we lose it to find its preciousness.
"Yugan Hostel"
Tang Liu Changqing
Shake the twilight sky, green maple frost leaves are thin.
The lonely city closed to the water, and the lone bird flew on its back.
At the beginning of the month at the ferry port, the neighbor's fishing did not return.
Nostalgia is desperate, where to pound the winter coat?
This autumn day, Liu Changqing lived in the hostel, at dusk, the autumn mood gradually thickened, the night was dark, and he heard the sound of pounding cold clothes outside, which aroused his deep homesickness.
Qian Zhongshu said: Life is just staying at home, going out, and going home again. All our emotional, intellectual and volitional pursuits or attempts are nothing but homesickness in the soul.
The more you are in the cold, the more you miss home, and only at home can you feel love and warmth.
"Nangozi Pounding Clothes"
Qing Naranjande
The mandarin tiles have been newly frosted, and they want to send cold clothes to turn to injure themselves.
See say that Seifu is easy to thin, end phase. Measure carefully when you return in your dream.
The pillow is timid, and the anvil is wiped off by the moonlight.
It was late autumn and a lonely night, desolate. Months to the southwest more broken intestines.
The tiles outside the house had been frosted, and under the lone light, a woman was secretly sad about her cold clothes. People on the outside side suffer from the cold, easy to lose weight, really want to take a good look at you.
Lonely and empty, it is better to take advantage of the moonlight to come to the river to wash his clothes again. Late autumn is cold, lonely nights are long, clothes are pounded under the moon, the sound is clear, and the thoughts and desolation are knocked.
Lonely lights cold night, look at your husband's winter clothes, as if you see your husband. My thoughts, like this long night light, sleepless, alone in the atrium.
"Guest Mid-Autumn Rain Receiving Family Letter Cold Clothes Two Songs · Part II"
Qing Jiang Baoyuan
Cherish a letter of praise, not happy has been sad.
There will also be two lines of tears, and make a very autumn.
New hate spreads bluebirds, floating white gulls.
The wind and bitter rain dripped to the chest.
Receiving the family letter, the poet cherished it, and before he could be happy, he started to worry.
Sadly, he could not return home for a long time, floating around like a gull bird, and the mood of miserable wind and rain once again hit his heart.
Thousands of miles away from home, every drifter has his own dream of wanting to fight for it, drifting for several years, gritting his teeth and persevering. But in the rush of the city, there is always a moment that touches the homesickness of foreigners and makes us sad.
"Gunzai Lying Sick Sentence"
Don Wei Yingwu
The incense burner is extinguished, and the blue lamp is faintly shadowy.
Akizai is sick alone, who is covered with a cold coat.
In the cold night, sick and uncared for, it is the most chilling.
On this day, Wei Yingwu was sick, lying on the bed, the fire in the brazier had been extinguished, and the light shadow was getting smaller and smaller. Sick, lying alone in bed, who's going to cover me with a winter coat?
Life is not easy, may someone stand with you at dusk, someone asks you if the porridge is warm; someone covers your cold clothes, and someone has a good night with you.
"Early Winter"
Song Liu Kezhuang
The flea in the clear window feels that it loves the morning sun, and the sound of autumn outside the bamboo is gradually becoming threatening.
The servant arranged for the new warm cabinet, and the old winter coat was ironed and pasted.
The leaves are floating and tender green wine is first ripe, and the orange cut yellow crab is fat.
Rongju is enviable all over the garden, and the appreciation is no different from then on.
In winter, there is always some warmth.
Liu Kezhuang's winter does not lament the passing years, nor does he fear the cold winter. Some are the ordinary pleasures of winter, in the warm cabinet, ironing the winter coat, drinking the first ripe wine, eating fat crabs, everything is so plain and natural and beautiful.
Cherish the little things in life, even in the cold winter, there are still places to keep us warm.
Winter Clothing Festival, the weather is cold, I prepare winter clothes for my loved ones.
Some people say that to live in the world is to be with each other. The weather is getting colder, please care for your parents, care for your lover, care for your friends, let your care turn into a warm coat, and send them warmth.
Please cherish the present, take care of your body, and live a warm cold day. May you, Winter Clothing Festival, have warmth into your heart!
Source: New Reading of Ancient Poems