Winter Solstice Poems (1): Xiao Zhi

(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and the winter solstice is full of sunshine and spring comes again.

The five lines of embroidery are added with weak threads, and the six pipes are blown to move the fly ash.

The shore is waiting for the wax generals to relax the willows, and the mountains are cold and want to bloom the plum blossoms.

The clouds and things are not different from each other. The country is different. The children are taught to hold the cup in their palms.

Winter Solstice Poems (2): Winter Solstice

(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu

I have been a guest every year on the solstice, but now I am poor and worried, and I am killing people!

The river describes me as an old man, and the customs of the sky are close to each other.

After the snow, the stick quinoa comes to the Dan Valley, and the singing jade comes to disperse the purple dust.

My heart is broken at this moment, so where can I see the Three Qin Dynasty?

Winter Solstice Poems (3): Handan Winter Solstice Night

(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

On the occasion of the winter solstice in the Handan Posthouse, the shadows in front of the lanterns hugging the knees accompany me.

I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people traveling far away.

Winter Solstice Poems (4): Xinyou Winter Solstice

(Song Dynasty) Lu You

Today the sun comes south, and my door is silent.

A poor family neglects celebrating the holidays, and an old person is timid as he ages.

After the sacrifice, everyone supported him in worship, and he went to bed early alone.

Only to explore spring dreams, already around the mirror lake.