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Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily. Drunk, for this article, and pregnant by)
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there.
Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking under the moon, the scenery is also;
I miss my brother's son and I love him.
It is reasonable to be sad and happy, rain or shine.
Perfect integration of emotion, scenery and reason.
After Hu Zai's Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, he said:
Mid-Autumn Festival words, since Dongpo's "Shuidiao Tou" came out, the rest of the words have been abandoned.
Second, the most natural Mid-Autumn Poetry
Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
There are too many moments in the world,
Being able to enjoy with you is happiness.
Although we didn't get together,
I will give you a hand full of moonlight in my dream.
3. The most meaningful Mid-Autumn Poetry
moonlit night
Don du fu
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
In prison, unknown fate,
Du Fu still remembers his wife and children.
Warm words touched the softness in people's hearts.
The saddest Mid-Autumn Poetry
Tang Duoling Road Ye Man Zhou Ting
Song Liuguo
Reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand zone is shallow.
Twenty years have passed, South Tower.
Liu Xia's mooring is still unstable,
In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The yellow crane broke the rock head, so the old friend was there?
Old rivers and mountains are new troubles.
Want to buy osmanthus with wine,
After all, it's not a youth tour.
Revisiting the old place is full of yesterday.
Unfortunately, nothing is the same anymore.
After all, it's not like a youth tour.
How many sighs?
Wu's loneliest Mid-Autumn Poems
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Tangwangjian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
The world is far from Qian Qian,
By moonlight,
Who's missing?
Lu Zui's most leisurely and self-deprecating Mid-Autumn Poems
Cut plum in mid-autumn festival without moon
Song Xin qi Ji
Memories of Mid-Autumn osmanthus flowers, flowers in a cup, and the moon in a cup.
There are statues upstairs tonight, cloud wet screens and rain wet screens.
Want to take the wind to ask about chemical industry, the road is also difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass.
There are only candles in the hall, the cups are calm and the songs are calm.
There is no moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.
But drinking and singing is enough to masturbate.
Mid-Autumn Poems with Mixed Feelings
Magnolia slow, Chuzhou send Fan Yi.
Song Xin qi Ji
I feel the aging of my life, the feeling and taste of my early life are less, and I am afraid of the change of time in the face of farewell wine.
In addition, the calculation of the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and this round of beautiful moon is not based on the reunion of people.
Ruthless water doesn't matter. * * * Zephyr, just send it back to the boat.
I wish you more spring vegetables and perch hoes by the river in late autumn, and hold a midnight light in the children's group when you get home.
The itinerary of the journey did not change, but happened to appear in front of the emperor, and now the court is visiting the sage.
It is expected that Lu will stay in the middle of the night to teach everyone to review the documents drafted by the College of Liberal Arts, and at the same time send the "Border Arms Planning".
In other words, all my friends before, if you ask me, just say that I am still full of sorrow.
Looking at the sky in autumn, a wild goose fell. I really want to hear who played the open strings!
When people reach middle age, their bodies are not old, but their hearts are old.
Fear of injury from time to time makes it difficult to make friends.
The only comfort may be
Cherish people, everything is fine.
Ba, the most fascinating Mid-Autumn Festival poem
Playing with the moon in Taoyuan on August 15th.
Yuxi Liu Tang
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
The clouds are trying to move under the starry sky, and the sky is screaming with cold.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
In the chaos,
The soul is still clear and free,
Forget the gains and losses, and be with heaven and earth.