1. Poems about the moon and sadness
"Linjiang Immortal" by Xuchang Tu As I dispersed from the pavilion to the west, I felt floating and growing hatred.
Looking back, the smoke and willows are getting heavier, the light clouds are far away, and the sky is red at dusk in the cold sun. Where to draw the boat tonight? The tide is flat and the moon is hazy.
The wine wakes people up and Jingna is filled with sadness! The lamp is broken, the pillow is dreaming, the waves are light and the wind is just before dawn. (A classic about the pain of parting) Moonlight Night on the River by Zhang Ruoxu The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. The river and the sky are of the same color without any dust, and there is 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, and the river and the moon look alike every year. I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending 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, it should be shining away from the makeup mirror.
The jade curtain cannot be rolled away, and the finger on the anvil of pounding clothes still comes back. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other, I hope the moonlight will shine on you.
The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive and leap into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but 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 fallen in the river pool and is setting in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless.
I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love. (Let’s talk about this song: this song overwhelms the whole Tang Dynasty) The Sapphire Case by He Zhu Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go.
Who will spend the golden years? The flower pavilion on the moon bridge, with its small windows and red doors, is where only spring can be seen. The flying clouds are rising slowly into the twilight sky, and the colorful pen is filled with new heart-breaking sentences.
How much leisure and sorrow are there? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy. (Describing late spring~~) Yu Linling Liu Yong The chilling cicadas are miserable.
It's late at night in Changting, and the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival.
Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them about them? (Classic work!!) Watching the Sea Tide Liu Yong Southeast is the most beautiful place in the city. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.
Smoked willow painted bridges, windy green curtains, and hundreds of thousands of homes. Clouds and trees surround the dike and sand.
The raging waves roll up the frost and snow, and the sky is boundless. The city is lined with pearls, and the households are full of luxury goods.
Overlapping lakes [mountains] Qingjia. There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles.
The Qiang pipe clears the sky, the watermelon song fills the night, and the old lotus baby plays and fishes. Thousands of horses and tall teeth.
Get drunk, listen to flutes and drums, chant and enjoy the haze. There will be good scenery in the future, go back to Fengchi to praise it.
(This is the most famous scenery poem among Liu Yong’s works) Yangzhou Man Jiang Kui The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, Xie An Shao was stationed in the first journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green.
Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers. It's getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and we are all in an empty city.
Du Lang’s handsome reward is now so serious that I am shocked. Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to describe it with deep emotion.
Twenty-four bridges are still there, and the waves are still in the cold moon. Reading the red medicine beside the bridge, I know who I was born for every year.
(I like poems with cold fragrance and rhyme, and this is the best) Linjiangxian Hanliu Nalan Rongruo Where are the flying catkins and flying flowers? Devastated by layers of ice and snow. A sparse tree is cold at dawn.
The bright moon is good for loving him, and being haggard is also relevant. Finally, after the silken threads have shaken, they turn to teach people to recall the Spring Mountains.
The dream of wearing a skirt is an intermittent response to difficulties. How much hate the west wind blows away the eyebrows.
Langtaosha Nalan Rongruo The purple jade is brushed away by the cold ashes, and all the words of the heart are gone. The sparse curtains are still hanging down from the next year, and half of the sunset is red, and the swallows are coming.
Looking back at Biyunxi, how much hope I have. Outside the long and short pavilions, there are long and short embankments, a hundred-foot gossamer and a thousand-mile dream, infinitely desolate and fascinating.
Happy meeting Li Yu went up to the west building without words. The moon is like a hook, the lonely sycamore tree, the deep courtyard is locked in the autumn. The cutting is constant, the reasoning is still messy, it is the sorrow of separation, and the other is the ordinary feeling in the heart. Li Yu, the poppy beauty When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the moonlight. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward Liu. (We all know the artistic conception of the late master...) Su Muzhe (nostalgic) Fan Zhongyan The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold.
The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.
High up in the Mingyue Tower, I lean alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
Royal Street Walk (Autumn Nostalgia) Fan Zhongyan The fallen leaves are fragrant. The night is silent and cold.
The pearl curtain rolls up in the empty jade building, and the sky is pale and the Milky Way hangs down to the ground.
Tonight every year, the moon is as beautiful as a flower, and it is as long as a person is thousands of miles long.
I am so sad that I can’t help but feel drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come.
The remaining lamp is turned off and the pillow is lit. I know how it feels to sleep alone.
Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it. Qingmen Yin. Spring Thoughts by Zhang Xian It's warm at first and then slightly cold, but the wind and rain will come later.
Tingxuan is lonely near the Qingming Festival, drinking wine among the remaining flowers, and suffering from last year’s illness again. The wind blows in the corner above the building, and the door is quiet at night.
Nakan was even more illuminated by the bright moon, and the shadow of the swing was sent across the partition wall. Tian Xianzi Zhang Xian's water melody is played several times while holding the wine and listening to it. When I wake up after being drunk in the afternoon, I am still worried.
When will I send Chunchun back? Facing the evening mirror, it hurts the scenery, and the past events are empty and empty in the later period. It's dark on the sand and on the pond, and the clouds break through and the moon comes to make shadows on the flowers.
There are heavy curtains and densely folded lights, the wind is unstable, people are still at first, and the path will be filled with red sunset tomorrow. Eight Sounds by Liu Yong, Ganzhou To the Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkles on the river sky, washing away the autumn.
The frost is getting colder, the wind is getting colder, Guanhe River is in the cold, and the remaining light is shining on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased.
Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it.
I sigh at the traces of the past years. What troubles have I left behind? I want to see a beautiful woman makeup the building and look up at her. I miss her a few times and I know I'm going back to the boat in the sky. Trying to understand me, I am leaning against the wall, feeling depressed and worried.
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Shenyuan Lu Youcheng The setting sun paints the corner with sadness, and the sinking garden is no longer a restored pool platform. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled dragon came.
Huanxi Sha Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the green waves are rising in the west wind. Still haggard and haggard with the time, unbearable to look at.
The drizzle dreamed back to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many teardrops are filled with infinite hatred, leaning against the lantern stem.
(The late master’s father.
) Walking on the sand and watching the fog in Qin, I lost my tower, the moon is lost in the river, and I can’t see the Taoyuan. I can’t find the lonely pavilion closed in the spring cold, the sound of cuckoos The setting sun is twilight. The post sent plum blossoms, and the fish passed on the ruler. There are countless hates built into it. Fortunately, the Chenjiang River has circled Chenshan Mountain. Who did it flow down to Xiaoxiang? Go to the top of the building to have a lingering dream at five o'clock. The sorrow of separation at the bottom of the flower is not as ruthless as the sentimental pain. One inch is still thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless lovesickness (although I don't like Yan Shu!) Su Muzhe of the Song Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty Bang Yan burns agarwood to relieve the heat. 2. Sad poems about the moon
The bright moonlight in front of the bed 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.
2. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
White dew grows on the jade steps, and it invades the stockings for a long time at night. But under the crystal curtain, I gazed at the exquisite autumn moon.
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 listens to the girl picking water chestnuts and returns home with a night song.
4. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" by Tang Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic. 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 Tang 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.
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. 3. What are some classic sad poems about the moon?
1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is 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 the Tang Dynasty. The soul is as small as a hook, and it fans the Han army.
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 end of 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. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains" by Tang Wangwei 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. Break free to Chun-fang, Sun-self to 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 farewell, 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 treats, 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 divorce, 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 clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night 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 woke up from drunkenness in the afternoon and was still worried. Send Chunchun to a few. 4. Sad poems about the moon
The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. --Li Bai's "Guan Shan Yue" The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. --Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world is at this moment.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! --Zhang Jiuling, "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. - Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. --Meng Haoran's "Feelings Under the Autumn Night and the Moon" On the night of August 15th of the past year, I was beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. --Bai Juyi, "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" Crows roost in 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? --Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" The shadows of ten rounds of frost turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
--Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon" When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky... People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. -- Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will watch it again.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the grass in the throat is humming with cold dew. There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon. - Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival" The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? -- Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Moon" The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbows nurture the clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. --Mi Fu, "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" Hurry up to the west tower, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon.
But when the jade fiber flute is blown, it cracks... If it's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated. --Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong" Wait for the moon to raise your glass, and call the fragrant bottle into the green net.
Worship the fallen stars and make appointments with the bright moon. --Wen Tianxiang's "Return to Dong Tiju's Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet" In the west of the city, we parked our boat at dusk and saw the full moon when we set off towards the long bridge.
Gradually go up to the distant smoke and floating grass, and suddenly fall in front of the eaves of the high pavilion. --Xu Wei's "Arrival in Jianning on the 15th Night" The autumn scenery is light and the road is long, and the fragrance of orchids, osmanthus and osmanthus is overwhelming.
The moon is bright and round, people are thousands of miles away, the wind is strong, the sails are light and the swallows are traveling together. --Zhang Huangyan, "Zhongqi Mid-Autumn Festival" 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.
——Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
——Li Bai's "Guanshan Moon" There is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! ——Zhang Jiuling, "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with the clear cold, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? ——Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Moon" (Full Moon) The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. ——Mi Fu, "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. ——Meng Haoran's "Embraces Under the Autumn Night and Moon" Crows roost in the white trees in the atrium, 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? ——Wang Jian, "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" Hurry up to the west tower, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But if you call for a jade fiber flute and blow it, it will crack... If you have a long and round night like this, the favor may not be appreciated.
——Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong". 5. I shed tears in every sad poem about the bright moon
There are sad poems about the bright moon
1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be on the ground Frost.
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, and it 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 Tang 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 does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic.
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 Tang 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.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, 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, and I have no time to sigh. 6. Sad verses about the moon
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is visible.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides
Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming: Spring and Autumn fill the four marshes, summer clouds have many strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and winter The mountains are beautiful and the pine trees are beautiful.
Li He of Tang Dynasty: The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
Song Dynasty Yan Jidao: The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with colorful clouds.
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: The autumn moon rises in the center of the lake in Dongting, and the waves are like molten gold.
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: ***When I look at the bright moon, I should shed tears. My hometown feels the same in five places overnight.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: 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.
Xiao's poem of the Qing Dynasty: The Liaohai Sea swallows up the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Zhang Huiyan of the Qing Dynasty: Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always longing for each other. Since spring has come, I will not know it.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The clouds in the sky are far away, and the moon is alone in the eternal night.
Liang Zhangju of the Qing Dynasty: The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers nearby are all sentimental.
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: The new moon is like a beautiful woman, showing off her beauty for the first time after going out to sea.
Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.
1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Li Bai
2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown. Li Bai
3. The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds forming sea towers. Li Bai
4. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. Li Bai
5. There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. Li Bai
6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. Li Bai
7. The drunken moon often attracts saints, and the lost flowers do not harm you. Li Bai
8. Put down the crystal curtain and look at the autumn moon exquisitely. Li Bai
9. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night. Li Bai
10. Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai
11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. Li Bai
12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei
13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Wang Wei
14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. Wang Wei
15. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. Ma Dai
16. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. Lu Lun
17. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Du Fu
18. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. Du Fu
19. In the morning, he went to clean up the wasteland and filth, and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. Tao Yuanming
20. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu
21. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji
22. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi
23. A flick of flowing water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. Couplet
24. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. Liu Fangping
25. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin
26. He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, looking northwest to shoot the wolf. Su Shi
27. The water under the courtyard is empty and empty. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Su Shi
On the 28th month, the sky is full of frost and crows are falling, and the river maple is sleeping with fishing fire. . Zhang Ji
On the 29th day of the month, there is a willow shoot, and people meet at dusk. . Ouyang Xiu
30 When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. .
Su Shi
31 I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. .. "Chronicles of Qing Poems" 7. A collection of sad sentences about the moon
1. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is near the sky. Du Fu
2. In the morning, he went to clean up the wasteland and filth, and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. Tao Yuanming
3. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu
4. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji
5. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi
6. A flick of water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.
7. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Liu Fangping
8. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin
9. He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, looking northwest to shoot at the wolf. Su Shi
10. The water under the courtyard is empty and clear. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Su Shi
11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. Li Bai
12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei
13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Wang Wei
14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream. Wang Wei
15. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. Ma Dai 8. Sad poems with the word "moon"
Spring River Flower Moonlight Night
Author: Zhang Ruoxu
◆The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides ◆
The spring river tide is powerful and connected with the sea. A bright moon rises from the sea, as if it flows out together with the tide.
◆The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! ◆
The moonlight shines on the Spring River, shining thousands of miles along with the waves. There is no bright moonlight in the Spring River somewhere.
◆The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet. ◆
The river flows windingly around the fields covered with flowers and grass, and the moonlight shines on the woods full of flowers like the twinkling of fine snow beads.
◆The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen. ◆
The moonlight was like frost, falling from the sky. Its flight could not be felt, and it illuminated the white sand and moon on the river bank, making it invisible.
◆The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. ◆
The river and the sky were of the same color, with no trace of dust, and only a bright lone moon hanging high in the sky.
◆Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? Jiang Yuehe took a photo at the beginning of the year? ◆
Who on the riverside first saw the moon? In which year did the moon on the river first shine on people?
◆ Life is endless from generation to generation, only the moon on the river is always the same year after year; ◆
Life is endless from generation to generation, only the moon on the river is always the same year after year.
◆I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. ◆
I don’t know who the moon on the river is shining on, but I can see that the Yangtze River is constantly transporting water.
◆The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the spring maples are full of sorrow. ◆
The wanderer left slowly like a white cloud, leaving only the missing woman standing in Qingfengpu where she was leaving, feeling extremely sad.
◆Whose family is in a boat tonight? Where can I miss the moon tower? ◆
Which family is rafting in a boat tonight? Where are people missing each other upstairs under the bright moonlight?
◆The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. ◆
The moonlight that keeps moving upstairs should be shining on Li Ren's dressing table.
◆The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil. ◆
The door curtain in the beautiful boudoir cannot remove the moonlight, and the moonlight is brushed off on the dressing stone, but it comes again.
◆At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. ◆
At this time, we are looking at the moon but can't hear each other's voices. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
◆The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and leap into the water. ◆
The swan that delivers the message can fly very far but cannot fly to you in the moonlight. The fish and dragon that delivers the message can swim very far but cannot swim to you. It can only stir up ripples on the water surface.
◆Yesterday, the flowers in the dream of leisurely pool fell, and it was a pity that I did not return home in the middle of the spring. ◆
Last night I dreamed of flowers falling on a leisurely pool. It’s a pity that I can’t go home after half of spring.
◆The water in the river is gone, and the moon is setting in the west again. ◆
The spring light is flowing away in the river, and the spring light is about to run out. The moon on the pool sets late in the evening, and now it is tilting westward.
◆The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless. ◆
The slanting moon slowly sinks, hidden in the sea fog. The distance between Jieshi and Xiaoxiang is infinitely far away.
◆I don’t know how many people will return by the moon, and the falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
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I don’t know how many people can take advantage of the moonlight to go home. Only the moon that sets in the west is swaying with detachment and fills the woods along the river.