Poems expressing heroic and majestic feelings through the moon

I went to find these songs, have you read them all? O(∩_∩)O

"Drinking Alone Under the Moon" Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people look at each other.

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 in spring.

My song is lingering in the moon, and my dancing shadow is 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.

"Pursing Wine to Ask the Moon" Li Bai

When will the moon come to the blue sky? Today I will stop drinking and ask: People cannot reach the bright moon when they climb it, but the moon follows people when it moves?

The bright flying mirror 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?

When 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 running water, even when you look at the bright moon. I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.

"Frost Moon" by Li Shangyin

When I first heard that the geese were gone, 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.

"Manxing" by Du Fu

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.

"Bodhisattva Barbarian" Feng Yansi

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 on my pillow, and the people of Guanshan have not returned.

The sound is followed by the faint resentment, and 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.

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Su Shi

When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today 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. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world!

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where you will find a low-rise house, 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 hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

"Picking Mulberries" by Lu Benzhong

Hate for you is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, we can only follow each other without separation.

Hateful for you, but like the moon on the river, it is full but still losing money, and it is full but still losing money. How long will it take to be reunited?

Du Fu: The Moon on the 15th of August

The full moon flies into the mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword.

Wandering around the earth is far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen in the forest.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.

Du Fu: Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

Guarding drums interrupts the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of 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 did not stop.

Li Bai: Guanshan Moon

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 Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.

The land was conquered, but no one returned.

The garrison guests 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.

Li Pu: Mid-Autumn Festival

The treasure mirror rises in the sky, and the fairy music in the clouds is silent;

The autumn colors are evenly divided, and the moon is always with the clouds for thousands of miles. ;

The cunning rabbit falls from the sky, and the monsters stop appearing in front of you;

Lingcha made an appointment to join hands, and wait until the Milky Way is completely cleared.

Watching the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Bai Juyi)

On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.

Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.