Qing'er poetry ~ the fifteenth night of the first month
Hundreds of thousands of households are busy at night, and the fifteenth light of the first month shines on the moon.
High and low sleeves phoenix dance, singing and laughing in the world!
I still remember the night of the fifteenth day of the first month when I was a child, and the flow of thousands of families was like a street. The people illuminated by the flower lanterns are particularly beautiful, and the various flower lanterns and lantern crowds are particularly charming, with a twisted posture, and there are smiling immortals who are inflated by the eight immortals across the sea. This day should be the day when all the gods and immortals go down!
The people who step on stilts are mixed with half a small child and a young and strong guy with different sizes, high and low stilts, accompanied by one foot high, one foot landing, let the gods swim in the ocean of lights, so that you can't tell which is more dazzling!
Little me, can't tell who is who, only feel dazzling and charming, everywhere there are my curious eyes, immersed in this most lively city can not extricate themselves, only expect this night to be a little longer, let me drunk into this charming night until like a dream, do not separate from it!
Original poem:
New Year's 15-Night Light
【Author】Zhang Hu [Dynasty] Tang translation comparison
A thousand doors are unlocked and ten thousand lights are bright, and the imperial capital is moved in the middle of the first month.
Three hundred people danced with their sleeves, and for a moment there was a sound of words in the sky.
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