1. What are the poems about the moon in West Lake
What are the poems about the moon in West Lake 1. What are the ancient poems about the moon
Su Shi's "Night over the West Lake" 》Poetry: The wild rice pupil is boundless and the water is vast, the lotus blooms at night and is fragrant with the wind and dew.
Gradually, I saw the lights coming out of the distant temple, and when the moon was dark, I could see the light of the lake. And the poem "Returning at Night on the Lake": I can't finish my drink, and the taste is long even if I'm half drunk.
Returning from Lanyu Lake, the spring breeze blew my face cool. As we walked to the west of Gushan Mountain, the night turned gray.
The clear chanting is mixed with dreams, and the sentences have been forgotten. Still remembering Lihua Village, I smell the faint fragrance.
The poem "A Letter from Huaixi Lake to Chao Meishu": West Lake is a beautiful scenery in the world, and no one who travels is foolish or wise. The depth depends on what you get, who can know it all.
I am so arrogant and straightforward that I have long been donated to the world. I only specialize in landscape music, and give it to Ning Feitian.
Three hundred and sixty temples, secluded and poor years. What I have learned is so wonderful that I know it is difficult to convey it verbally.
To this day, I still have clear dreams, and my eyes and ears are still fresh. On the Ambassador's Day, your grace shines in the clouds.
Qingliu and Bixi, Anken is Junyan. Hu Buping rode on the horseback and temporarily borrowed the monk's couch to sleep.
Read my poems in the wall, cool and wash away the troubles. There is no way for the staff to guide you, but it goes straight to the direction of your will.
We meet the ancient fisherman, and we have a long-lasting relationship among the reeds. Asked if there is any gain, buying fish is not about money.
Li Kui's poem "West Lake": The brocade tent opens to the peach bank, and the orchids connect Liujin. The songs of birds are like inviting people to drink, and the smiles of flowers are trying to attract people.
Looking back at the fragrant mist, Luo Qi has six new bridges.
Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake": A great man does not ask for more when making plans, and things will be different. Even if the turtles and fish are released, it will still be green and pure, and it will allow Xiaowei to block the front slope.
No one can continue the good things once, even a hundred-foot cliff can be polished off. The stars in the sky are also happy, the moon is shining and bathing in golden waves.
Zhou Lixun's poem "West Lake": The flat lake is as green as the sky at the beginning, and the weeds are ruthless and do not remember the year. There are still singing and dancing places at that time, and Xiling is a beautiful place in the mist and rain.
Xia Wei's "West Lake Bamboo Branch Poems": The sky is surrounded by waves of laughter, and the light of the lake is the clearest today. The boatman has no idea where to go, but he only wants to see where the mandarin ducks sleep.
Pinghu is only covered with mist, I don’t believe that time is only here. Laughing at picking up poplar flowers and pretending to be half-armed, I am afraid that I will be afraid of the spring breeze in the evening.
When we arrive at the bay of the lake one after another, the orioles are not allowed to be idle for even a moment. Seeing who has a golden horse, a camel in the sun looks towards the solitary mountain in the spring scenery.
The spring waves are everywhere but there is no clear sand. I spend the day on the lake and the boat at home at night. The spring breeze of strange killings keeps coming back, and the plum blossoms are planted on the original head.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": The fragrance of lotus flowers disappears and the paintings float, making Jun Ning recall Yangzhou. They all exchanged twenty-four bridge months for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
Zhao Ziang's poem "West Lake": Catkins cannot fly in the spring shade, and the buds on both legs are greener and fatter. Just to avoid being frightened by the egrets, I rode Duan Duan back around the lake alone.
Yuan Hongdao's poem "General Review of West Lake": Longjing is rich in sweet springs, and flying stones are rich in bones. The wind blows ten miles away from Suqiao, and the result is a day and a month.
The Qian Temple is not good at all, but there is a good stone yard. The old pavilion in Gushan is full of cool shade.
One peach blossom every year, one gray hair every year. High in the south, you can see the clouds rising, and high in the north, you can see the moon setting.
Chu people have no feathers and can travel across the world. Fan Jingwen's poem "West Lake": There are so many tourists watching by the lake, half of them in the mist and rain on the broken bridge.
Watch the singing and dancing in the spring breeze, and watch the green mountains with your eyes. Zhang Dai's poem "West Lake": Looking back on the beginning of West Lake, how did it get this name?
When I suddenly encountered Xizi noodles, I greatly admired the comments of the ancients. The beautiful mountains and rivers merge together, and the beauty is born in the mist and rain.
Naihe couldn’t help but feel deep affection. Looking into the smoke, it is impossible to find it.
My hometown is on the road to struggle, and this is the center of the lake. Splashing ink on rice and painting, empathizing with Bo Ziqin.
The beauty of autumn water in South China has been admired by people throughout the ages. When I reach the shore, my heart is gone. I haven't seen the lake for a month, and I can see the fishing lanterns across the water, and the trees on the embankment are filled with smoke.
The true meaning and words are all gone, and there is no makeup or powder. Asking who can understand, there is a beard at this time.
The poem "Ten Scenes of the West Lake": There is a peak and a tall man, and the two talk to each other. There is a West Lake here, and I refuse to go there.
(Two peaks stand in the clouds) The lake air is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. If you are willing to abandon Three Pools, people in Hangzhou will not look at the moon.
(Three Ponds Reflect the Moon) The tall willows shade the long embankment, and the waning moon is omitted. Walking lamely on the loose sand, it seems that I am walking on snow.
(Remaining snow on the broken bridge) The night air is so dark that the light mist is as thin as paper. The bell sounds from above, crossing the empty river at night.
(Nanping Evening Bell) Smoke and willows curtain the peach blossoms, and red jade sinks into the autumn water. Wen was very weak all night, and Xi Shi just got up from bed.
(Su Di Chunxiao) The cheeks are slightly flushed, and the smile is wide. What is the drunken lotus? The warm wind is like wine.
(Fenghe in Quyuan) The deep willow tree calls the oriole, and the voiceless sound enters the green sky. If you have a poetic heart, you should not compare it to advocacy.
(The orioles are heard in the waves in the willows) The ruined pagoda stands on the shore of the lake, looking slumped like a drunken man. Strange feelings are in the rubble, why use artificial intelligence.
(Leifeng Sunset) The bright moon is seen in the autumn sky, and the cold air enters Lin Gao. Listen quietly to the solitary flying goose, its voice is light and high in the sky.
(Pinghu Qiuyue) I deeply hate the release pond and create a fish prison for no reason. Now that you are here in Huagang, are you willing to be restrained? Ancient poems describing the moon; 1. The bright moon shines brightly at night, making the weave sing on the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how can all the stars align. White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
The autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the black birds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation for good deeds? 2. Tingyue Poem: Tingyue Tower is connected to Taiqing, and Tingyue Tower is the most distinct. The sky is buzzing, the ice is spinning, the medicine is being pounded, the jade pestle is clanging.
The sound of music played in Guanghan is thin, and the axe, dangui and osmanthus jingle. Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter.
3. How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain about? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
4. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qiwansu is as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandoning the donation basket, there is no end to the kindness. 2. Poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Guan Shan Yue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Night Thoughts (Li Bai) There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night (Liu Fangping) The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e (Li Shangyin) The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
The Moon on the Night of August 15th (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty) The full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this time Zhan Bai.
2. Poems about the West Lake, the Yangtze River, the moon, the Yellow River, etc.
West Lake:
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. ——Su Shi's "Two Poems on Drinking the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake·Part 2"
After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple"
After the beauty of the lake, the West Lake is good, but the wolf is red. ——Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Fragrances Pass"
Yangtze River:
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu's "The Poppy: When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran at Guangling"
In the farewell speech of Bai Di, among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. ——Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City"
Moon:
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. —— Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival"
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this moment. ——Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
Yellow River:
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun sets over the long river. ——Wang Wei's "The Envoy to the Fortress"
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. ——Wang Zhihuan, "Climbing the Stork Tower"
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. ——Wang Zhihuan's "One of Two Liangzhou Ci"
The Yellow River has nine bends and thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow from the end of the world. ——Liu Yuxi's "Lang Tao Sha·Nine Bends of the Yellow River and Ten Thousand Miles of Sand"
Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, but the eternal flow of the river will not be wasted. ——Du Fu's "Six Quatrains for Play·Part 2"
3. What are the poems about the moon
1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" The moonlight shines brightly in front of Li Bai's bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground .
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. 2. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely. 3. "The Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The water in Lu is clear and the moon is clear, and the moon is clear and the egrets are flying.
The man listened to the girl picking water chestnuts and returned home with a night song. 4. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
5. "Moon over Guanshan" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
6. "Asking the Moon with Wine" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop drinking and ask: People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon follows people when it moves? As bright as a flying mirror, it comes to Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance? But seeing the night coming from the sea, would Ning know if Xiang Yunjian is there? The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and it is the same when they look at the bright moon.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking. 7. "Staying on the Jiande River" Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival.
The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. 8. "Moon" by Xue Tao of Tang Dynasty.
The thin shadow will become round, where can you see it in the world? 9. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
10. "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty. The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
11. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
12. "Travel and Accommodation" by Tang Dumu There is no good companion in the hotel, and the love will be quiet. The cold lamp reminds me of old things, and the broken goose alarms melancholy to sleep.
The distant dream returns to invade the dawn, and the letter from home arrives the following year. There is a beautiful moonlit sky in Cangjiang River, and the door is a fishing boat.
13. "An Old Friend Sends Tea" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty. There are nine Chinese figures outside the sword, and the title is Jade Capital. When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and the sound of springs is heard everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon. Bichenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems. I didn't dare to spend more than a month, so I left my elbow to write books.
14. "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
15. "Frost Moon" Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water on the hundred-foot tower reached the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
16. "Manxing" a poem by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third watch. The herons at the head of the beach are silent, and the fish jumping from the stern of the boat are screaming.
17 "Mooring in Qinhuai" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.
18. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost. Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
19. "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" by Tang Li Ye When people leave, they are speechless and the moon is silent, but when the moon shines, people are sentimental. After parting, I miss you like the moon, and the water in the clouds reaches the city.
20. "Reflections on the Jianglou" by Zhao Gu of the Tang Dynasty. I went up to the Jianglou alone to think of silence, the moonlight was like water and the water was like the sky. Where are the people who came to play on the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
21. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? 22. "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
Where is the spring river without the moonlight? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.
At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless. I wonder how many people will return by the moon? Falling flowers are shaking the trees in the river.
23. "Shengchazi" Tang Niu Xiji The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no reunion. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at it, her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.
Chopping peach flesh all day long, Ren'er is in my heart. Two wallflowers will get married sooner or later.
24. "The Order of Ridicule" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty. Biancao, Biancao, Biancao comes to the old soldiers. The snow is clear in the south and north of the mountain, and the moon is bright thousands of miles away.
The bright moon, the bright moon, the Hujia screams with sorrow.
25. "Bodhisattva Man" by Feng Yansi of the Tang Dynasty. Plum blossoms blow into someone's flute, and the clouds move in the sky in the middle of the night.
I can't sleep peacefully, and the people of Guanshan have not returned. The sound is full of resentment, the clouds are broken and the moon is clear and frosty.
Under the shadow of the moon, the curtains are heavy, and the eaves are covered with flowers in the breeze. 26. "Happy Meeting" by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation, and there is no ordinary feeling in the heart. 27. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? 28. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.
Dance and clear the shadow, how does it feel like you are in the human world! Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. 29. "Spring Night" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.
The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 30. "Heavenly Fairy" by Zhang Xian of Song Dynasty. Listen to the water tune several times while holding wine.
I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon and am still worried. Send Chunchun to a few.
4.3 poems describing the West Lake and 5 poems describing the moonlight
There is a peak in the West Lake and a tall man, and the two are talking to each other.
There is a West Lake here, and I refuse to go there. (Two peaks stand in the clouds) The lake air is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow.
If you are willing to abandon Three Pools, the people of Hangzhou will not look at the moon. (Three Ponds Reflect the Moon) The tall willows shade the long embankment, and the moon is missing.
I walked lamely on the loose sand, as if I was walking on snow. (Broken Bridge with Remaining Snow) Moonlight Lu Huaishen Suburban Temple Song·Enjoy the Dragon Pond Movement·Chapter 4 The dragon leaps over the spring in the southeast of the residence, and the clear blue waves float far into the sky.
The shadow of the tower appears in the waves, and the sun and moonlight hang in the mirror. The wild goose marsh flows back into the Shun Sea, and the turtle book recommends it in response to the year of Yao.
Dachuan is a waste of money, but it is a trickle of reward. Songs and Lyrics of Zhang Zhongsu's Miscellaneous Songs·Autumn Night Song Tintin leaks water, how long is the night, the long light clouds reveal the moonlight.
The dark insects on the autumn wall are buzzing all night long, and the cold clothes are not sent to fly by the frost. Li He's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·December Musical Songs·August The widowed concubine complained about the long night, and the lonely guest returned home in a dream.
Insects stalk the silk on the eaves, and flowers hang from the wall lamps. The moonlight shines outside the eaves, and the shadows of the trees slant in the curtain.
The flying dew poses decorate the lotus in the pond. Lu Zhao looks at the moon in the adjacent river. The river flows towards Xuanyang, and the moonlight is clear and clear.
The round beads in the mirror slide through, and the strings are full of arrow wavelengths. The sunken hook shakes the shadow of the rabbit, and the floating osmanthus moves the Danfang.
I miss you so much in the evening, and I wear my clothes thousands of miles away. Li Qiaotan, a knight holding Suhe, travels to Mandi Township.
Avoiding pills is unforgettable, but seeking sunburn is unforgettable. Gold bursts, stars fall, pearls sink like moonlight.
Who would have thought that the young boy would see the King of Wu? The silver screen of the missing woman is covered by the light, and the shadows of tourists' candles are long.
The jade pot first lowers the arrow, and the Tongjing man lays down his bed. The color is like a long river, and the light is full of moonlight.
There are precious urns in the Lingshan Mountain, and the Immortal Palace recommends kings. Bed It is said that there is an elephant bed, which was dedicated to kings in the past.
The tortoise shell is worth a thousand gold, and the coral makeup is seven treasures. The osmanthus feast contains the fragrance of cypress, and the orchid mat blows with agarwood.
I would like to stay under the curtain of the night and ride the autumn moonlight for a long time. Changsun Zhengyin went to the Yuan Dynasty and Xiao Yu style used the same character as spring. Bo late night whistled at the tourists, and the carriages and horses drove away the dust.
The moonlight shines through the night, and the lamp flames shine like spring. The smoke and clouds confuse the northern palace, and the flute player recognizes the southern neighbor.
Luocheng is not closed at all, and even Xiaopingjin is out. Su Tingfeng and Liangyi Palace held the Qixi Festival banquet to make Lingyuan's autumn hair, and the fairy costumes alerted her at night.
The moonlight peeks through and I want to cross, and the color of the river distinguishes me. The machine stone is written on astronomy, and the needle tower is opened for appreciation.
I secretly observed the arrival of roosting birds, and suspected that I would return to the Magpie Bridge. Wang Wei Shen's Fourteenth Anniversary Collected Works from Hsinchu Sheng's Sutra Reading Office and the Masters' Works. Living in peace and quiet on a leisurely day, he cultivated bamboo in Tanluan.
The tender festival leaves the remaining baskets, and the new business comes out of the old. The thin branches are rustled by the wind, and the shadows are sparse and the moonlight is cold.
Yuefu cuts dragon flutes, and fishermen cut fishing rods. How is it that in the Taoist gate, the greenery touches the fairy altar?
Li Bai looked at Jinling from the three mountains and sent his love to Yin Shu. Wumo Heyang County, looking due north of Qiujiang River.
Lulongshuang is cold, and the moonlight is cold. Geng Geng recalls the Qiong tree and sends happiness from the end of the world.
Staying at Xun Ni’s house at the foot of Wusong Mountain. I stayed at the foot of Wusong Mountain, feeling lonely and joyless. The Tian family's autumn work is bitter, and the neighbor's daughter is cold at night.
Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate. It's so embarrassing that I can't eat even if I thank you three times.
Two Songs of Complaints by Nagato: The Beidou hangs on the west tower when the day returns, and there is no one in the golden room. Fireflies are flowing. The moonlight is about to reach Changmen Hall, don't worry about being in the palace for a while.
Gui Dian is always worried about not remembering spring, and autumn dust rises in the four golden houses. At night, a bright mirror hangs in the blue sky, shining alone on the people in Nagato Palace.
Poem of Baoding of the Shangqing Dynasty I live in an empty table, and you live in the red embroidery. The immortal holds a jade ruler, but how many talents are there in deposing you?
The jade ruler cannot be exhausted, and your talent never rests. After swallowing the twelve rings, there is an immortal room on the verge of death.
Riding on Zilin at dusk, the sea air penetrates my skin and cools me. Give me countless pearls and bright moonlight.
Du Fu Jiang Yue The river moon shines on the water, and the tall buildings want to kill people. I have been a guest in the sky for a long time, and I will touch my towel when I grow old.
The jade dew is a clear shadow, and the Milky Way has no half wheel. Whose family picks brocade characters and extinguishes candles and green eyebrows?
Wang Jian Shui Jing The color of the reflected water is the same, and it returns to the moonlight. Pour it into the lotus leaves, and sometimes it looks like dew.
Zhang Zhongsu’s Autumn Nocturne Tintin’s water leaking night is so long, the long light clouds reveal the moonlight. Autumn forces the dark insects to sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not been sent yet, so don't send frost.
Bai Juyi recalled the moon in a dream on a clear night in late autumn. The moonlight was as clear as daylight, and the garden was full of ponds. After the deep autumn without heat, the night is light but not yet cold.
The dew leaves are clustered with wild chrysanthemums, and the wind-stricken branches fall with diseased pears. Lovesickness and lazy visits should lead to decline in each year.
Untitled by Li Shangyin It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms will not run out until they are dead, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Qi Ji does not want to sleep. He does not want to sleep at night. The empty hall is closed and opened again. But stay away from the lamp shadow and wait for the moonlight to come.
The fallen leaves live in their nests, and the flying fireflies deserve my return. At dawn, I brushed against the sutra case and found a stick of white sandalwood ashes.
5.3 poems describing the West Lake and 5 poems describing the moonlight
West Lake
There is a peak and a tall man, and the two are talking to each other. There is a West Lake here, and I refuse to go there.
(Two peaks stand in the clouds)
The lake air is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. If you are willing to abandon Three Pools, people in Hangzhou will not look at the moon.
(Three Ponds Reflect the Moon)
The tall willows shade the long embankment, and the waning moon is omitted. Walking lamely on the loose sand, it seems that I am walking on snow.
(Broken Bridge with Remaining Snow)
Moonlight
Lu Huaishen's Suburban Temple Song·Enjoy the Dragon Pond Movement·Chapter 4
Dai Di There is a Longyue Spring in the southeast, and the clear blue waves are floating in the sky. The shadow of the tower is reflected in the waves, and the sun and moonlight hang in the mirror. The wild goose marsh flows back into the Shun Sea, and the turtle book recommends it in response to the year of Yao.
Dachuan is a waste of money, but it is a trickle of reward.
Zhang Zhongsu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Autumn Nights
How long is the night when Tintin leaks water, and the long light clouds reveal the moonlight.
The dark insects on the autumn wall are buzzing all night long, and the cold clothes are not sent to fly by the frost.
Li He's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·December Musical Songs·August
The widowed concubine complains about the long night, and the lonely guest returns home in a dream. Insects are stalking the eaves, and flowers are hanging from the wall lamps.
The moonlight shines outside the eaves, and the shadows of the trees slant in the curtain. The leisurely flying dew poses embellish the lotus in the pond.
Lu Zhao looks at the moon in the adjacent river
The river water flows towards Chuanyang, and the moonlight is clear and clear. The round beads in the mirror slide through, and the strings are full of arrow wavelengths.
The sunken hook shakes the shadow of the rabbit, and the floating osmanthus moves the Danfang. I miss you so much in the evening, thousands of miles away.
Li Qiaotan
The knight holds Suhe and travels to Mandi Township. The pills you avoid are deep enough to be ridiculed, and the pills you seek are unforgettable.
Gold bursts out and stars fall, and pearls sink like moonlight. Who would have thought that the young boy would meet the King of Wu?
Silver
The lady in need is covered by the screen, and the visitors’ candle shadows are long. When the jade pot first drops its arrow, Tongjing lays down his bed.
The color is the color of a long river, and the light is full of moonlight. There are precious urns in Lingshan and immortal palaces recommending kings.
Bed
It is said that there is an elephant bed, which was presented to the king in the past. A tortoiseshell is worth a thousand gold, and a coral is made up of seven treasures.
The osmanthus feast is filled with the fragrance of cypress, and the orchid mat is full of agarwood. May the night be covered with silk curtains and enjoy the autumn moonlight for a long time.
Changsun Zhengyin went to the Yuan Dynasty and Xiao Yu style used the same character as spring
Bo night whistled at the tourists, and the carriages and horses drove away the dust. The moonlight is shining three or five nights, and the lamp flames are full of spring.
The smoke and clouds confuse the northern palace, and the flute player recognizes the southern neighbor. Luocheng is not closed at all, and Xiaopingjin is even more exposed.
Su Tingfeng and the Double Yi Palace of the Chinese Valentine's Day should make Ling Yuan with her autumn hair, and the fairy costume policeman would remind her at night. The moonlight is about to cross, and the color of the river is discernible. The machine stone is written on astronomy, and the needle tower is opened for appreciation. I secretly observed the arrival of roosting birds, and suspected that I would return to the Magpie Bridge.
Wang Wei Shen's Fourteenth Collection of Relics, Hsinchu Sheng's Sutra Reading Office and the Masters' Works
The day is quiet and quiet, and the bamboo is cultivated in Tanluan. The tender festival leaves the remaining baskets, and the new business comes out of the old.
The thin branches are rustled by the wind, and the shadows are sparse and the moonlight is cold. Yuefu cuts dragon flutes, and fishermen cut fishing rods.
In the doorway of He Rudao, greenery touches the fairy altar.
Li Bai looked at Jinling from the three mountains and sent his love to Yin Shu.
The three mountains held his gratitude in his arms and the river looked at Chang'an. Wumo Heyang County, looking due north of Qiujiang River.
Lulongshuang is cold, and the moonlight is cold. Geng Geng recalls the Qiong tree and sends happiness from the end of the world.
Staying at Xun Ni's house at the foot of Wusong Mountain
I stayed at the foot of Wusong Mountain, feeling lonely and joyless. The Tian family's autumn work is bitter, and the neighbor's daughter is cold at night.
Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate. It's so embarrassing that I can't eat even if I thank you three times.
Two Songs of Complaints by Nagato
The Beidou hangs on the west tower, and there is no one in the golden house. Fireflies are flowing.
The moonlight is about to reach Nagato-den, so don’t worry about being in the palace for a while.
Gui Dian is always worried about not remembering spring, and autumn dust rises in the four golden houses.
A bright mirror hangs in the blue sky at night, shining alone on the people in Nagato Palace.
Poem of the Shangqing Baoding
I live in an empty table, and you live in the red embroidery. The immortal holds a jade ruler, but how many talents are there in deposing you?
The jade ruler cannot be exhausted, and your talent never rests.
After swallowing the twelve rings, there is an immortal room on the verge of death.
Riding Zilin at dusk, the sea air penetrates my skin and makes me cool.
Give me countless pearls and bright moonlight.
Du Fu Jiang Yue
The moon on the river shines on the water, and the tall buildings want to kill people. I have been a guest in the sky for a long time, and I will touch my towel when I grow old.
The jade dew is a clear shadow, and the Milky Way has no half wheel. Whose family picks brocade characters and extinguishes candles and green eyebrows?
Wang Jian Shui Jing
The color of the reflected water is the same, and it returns to the moonlight. Pour it into the lotus leaves, and sometimes it looks like dew.
Zhang Zhongsu's Autumn Nocturne
How long is the night when Tintin leaks water? The long light clouds reveal the moonlight.
Autumn forces the dark bugs to sound all night long, and the clothes collected have not yet been sent to Mo Feishuang.
Bai Juyi
In return for a dream, I remembered the moon on a clear night in late autumn
The moonlight was as clear as daylight, filling the courtyard and filling the pond. After the deep autumn without heat, the night is light but not yet cold.
The dew leaves are clustered with wild chrysanthemums, and the wind-stricken branches fall with diseased pears. Lovesickness and lazy visits should lead to decline in each year.
Untitled by Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead,
The wax torch will turn to ashes and tears will not dry up. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Qi Ji does not sleep
Never sleeps at night, the empty hall is closed and opened again. But stay away from the lamp shadow and wait for the moonlight to come.
The fallen leaves live in their nests, and the flying fireflies deserve my return. At dawn, I brushed against the sutra case and found a stick of white sandalwood ashes.
6. A collection of poems describing the moon
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. —— Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival"
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this moment. ——Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? ——Li Yu's "Poppy When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine back on me? ——Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou"
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. —— Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
On a moonlit night at Twenty-Four Bridges, where can a beautiful woman teach me how to play the flute? —— Du Mu's "A Letter to Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou"
Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. ——Li Bai's "One of Four Poems for Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight dusk. —— Lin Bu's "Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden Part 1"
Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting·Walking Alone to the West Tower without Words"
The moon comes first when you are near the water, and the flowers and trees facing the sun are easy to spring. —— Su Lin's "Fragmented Sentences"
On the willow branches above the moon, people make an appointment after dusk. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Shengchazi·Yuanxi"
The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge"
The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds. ——Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal·Denghou Tower High Lock"
The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty passed, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. ——Wang Changling's "Two Poems from the Fortress"
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream. ——Wang Wei's "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"
Thirty years of fame and fortune are like dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of road are filled with clouds and moon. —— Yue Fei's "The River is Red·Written in My Feelings"
The moon in the sea has tears in its pearls, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
The world is a big dream, how many times in life are there cold autumns? At night, the wind leaves are already singing. ——Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River: A Big Dream in the World"
The bright moon scares the magpies on its branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. ——Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night"
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of Ye Langxi. ——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and sent this message to Long Biaoyuan"
There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. ——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song·Autumn Song"
The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I park in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. ——Du Mu's "Parking at Qinhuai"
All Moon Mountain Wind, Rain, Clouds, Water, Willows, Snow, Yangtze River, Sun Country, Leaf Bridge, Bamboo, Yellow River, West Lake, Lushan Mountain
What night is moonless? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us. —— Su Shi's "A Night Tour at Chengtian Temple"
The lake light and the moon are harmonious, and there is no goggle on the lake surface that has not been polished. ——Liu Yuxi's "Looking at the Dongting"
The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people. ——Meng Haoran "Su Jiande River"
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. ——Li He's "Twenty-three Horse Poems·Part 5"
It's a pitiful night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. ——Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"
The willows and crows in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and the pear blossoms break with the moon.
——Chen Liang's "Poppy Poppies: Light Clouds Swinging in the East Wind"
7. Poems describing the beauty of West Lake in October
Poems describing the beauty of West Lake
The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, and the mountain scenery is also strange when it is empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. (Su Shi)
The solitary cattails are boundless and the water is vast, and the lotus flowers bloom at night and are fragrant with the wind and dew.
Su Shi's "Five Wonders of the West Lake at Night"
To the west of Jia Pavilion in the north of Gushan Temple, the water surface is flat at the feet of the clouds.
There are several early orioles vying for warmth in the trees. The new swallows peck at the spring mud,
The wild flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, and the shallow grass can have no horse hooves.
My favorite lake is not enough eastward, with the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars.
Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are unique.
p>Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"
Spring title on the lake
(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
Spring on the lake is like a painting, with chaotic peaks The paving is horizontal.
The mountain surface of Songpai is covered with thousands of greens, and the moon is dotted with a pearl in the center of the wave.
The thread ends of the green carpet are showing early rice, and the skirt of Qingluo is showing new cattails.
I couldn’t leave Hangzhou, so I left half of it in this lake.
In the Ming Dynasty Wang Ying’s "Su Gongdi", "The dense smoke and willows hide the orioles, and the fragrance scatters and the wind and flowers chase the horses' hooves". Poems. The poems focus on describing the intoxicating scenery of Sudi. "The scenery of the West Lake has six bridges, a willow and a peach." Every March in Yangchun, the willow silk is lightly fluttering, the green waves are in the sky, the green peaches are blooming, and the red clouds are all over the ground. The long embankment is filled with green smoke and colorful mist, and the fragrant and fragrant fragrance is intoxicating. Zhang Ning's poem "Spring Dawn on Su Di" in the Ming Dynasty said: "The long embankment is full of willows, and the road is not lost in the bright flowers. The boat painter has not gotten up, and he is lying on his side listening to the orioles. "Cry." Wu Weixin of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote a poem in "Su Di Qingming Festival": "After sunset, the singing and singing are gone, and the ten thousand willows belong to the wandering orioles." Lu You also wrote a poem "The flowers are all over Su Di and the willows are full of smoke." It can be seen that the Su Di is full of smoke. Inseparable from smokey willows, red peaches, and singing orioles.