Although this is not an ancient poem, it is based on the custom of Qixi.
Magpie Bridge: According to myths and legends, every year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, that is, Tanabata, flying magpies will bridge the Milky Way so that the cowherd and the weaver girl can meet, which is called Magpie Bridge. Later, this word was extended to all kinds of things that can connect men and women's marriage.
Begging for cleverness: Begging for cleverness is called "begging for cleverness" when a girl wearing new clothes asks for cleverness from the Weaver Girl in the yard on the evening of July 7th (or July 6th) of the lunar calendar. It is said that qimei is an expert in weaving heaven. In the past, women "begged" Qi Mei to teach her clever skills. In fact, the so-called "seeking cleverness" is just "fighting cleverness".
Most girls try their best to make small things and put some melons and fruits on them. The ways of making fun vary from place to place, and each has its own interests. In modern times, threading needles, steaming steamed bread, branding proper fruit, making clever buds, and decorations made of dough sculpture, paper-cutting and colored embroidery are also an extension of the custom of begging for cleverness.
Related ancient poems:
Queqiao Qi Xian Bridge is empty
Nalan Xingde [Qing Dynasty]
The building is empty and the shadow pool is cold, and the festival is only for sorrow. Ding Ning did not expose Mr. Luo's clothes, but remembered his hand and sewed it for him.
Lotus is pink, diamond is blue, and stars are rotten. I came to my dream with my own hands, believing that heaven and earth are not illusions.
Translation:
Wandering and trusting, I didn't realize I was in the front yard. Colorful buildings have been set up, just like this time last year: gorgeous and dazzling. However, times have changed, and the beauty is long gone. I am lonely, I want to see who is begging for wisdom on such an indulgent night! It is destined to be like this. Even the shadow pool of the Han Palace, which sings every night under the autumn moon, can only be a pool of wrinkles and sighs! My heart gives birth to a lonely vine, winding, winding and tangled along colorful buildings.
I never dared to wear the gorgeous clothes you sewed for me-it was full of thoughts about your smiling face! My squire! No matter how hectic it will be today, you must remember my advice and never touch those old shirts that have sunk under the cupboard!
At night, ignore my resistance and come on time. Thin clouds are smart and can't bear to enjoy the beautiful scenery tonight. Anyway, everyone is addicted to the incomparable charm of her brocade dress, so let me sail in the middle of Beihai alone, and maybe I can find your beautiful image yesterday. My dearest person, have you ever seen vines winding and pulling out pink lotus flowers? So elegant, so like you!
I tried in vain to hold your hand. Look up and sigh: bright stars, this beautiful scenery is only suitable for you and me! Oh ... Is that you? Arrive gracefully with the cosmetic box I gave you? Don't bully me, old friend! The love between heaven and earth, between you and me, will never change. ...