Read the February Surprise Festival by Yuan Zhen, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Fearful February Festival

The sun woke up first, and the earth was bright.

Peach blossoms bloom in Sichuan brocade, and eagle-year-old spring pigeons.

Time is pressing, bud repair.

Everything in the world has farmland.

Reading:

From the solstice of winter, the spirit of the sun has been rising until it is awakened, and it shows the spring scenery in which the sun fills the earth. For each of us, warmth and calm are also full of the whole body. Look at that peach blossom, just like Shu brocade, colorful and colorful. How do eagles patrol the sky in winter leave with interest? It happened that there were so many pigeons, pigeons and other birds flying from the treetops that spring came to life at once, and the world was no longer as quiet and solemn as winter.

The sudden release of spring is worth a thousand dollars. The pleasant time of spring is always short, time urges people, trees have begun to sprout, and even tree buds seem to take care of each other, and they all have to stretch out in some way, which undoubtedly gives people a feeling of waiting. People go to the fields to do what they should do to make a living. From a distance, the green fields are full of cows and people who are concentrating on farming. This beautiful picture must be that spring has given us infinite longing and hope. ...

Appendix my twenty-four solar terms poems

Scare and sting

Light thunder meditates on the sky and flies,

Cold insects move in smart soil.

Spring rain is quiet with new ideas,

Yang is an overlapping and exciting sail.

A pool of spring scenery urges fast horses,

A thousand miles of peach blossoms are bright.

There are Cang Geng who smell the sound of oriole,

But Yang Hui is listening.