(Tang)
Four orders, three yuan in the air.
Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the Jade Palace.
The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and Bai Fengxiang.
Feather clothes are ethereal, Yao hub is empty.
For a long time, I longed for a Xiake meal, and I often mourned the party of Polygonum cuspidatum.
How to award green capsules and then visit Hong's family.
The medieval view of law is empty.
Yin (Tang)
Everyone has a secret record, Mr. Bailey.
The upper boundary of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in the Central Plains is clear.
The stars are facing the emperor, and the cranes are stunned.
Jade cave flowers have long hair, and the pearl palace is the brightest.
Sweep the altar, the world is quiet, and cast a simple shadow.
After giving fesr medicine, I still can't keep my name.
Zhong Yuanzuo (Tang)
Li shangyin
Festival flutters to the palace, and the Central Plains worships the Qing Dynasty.
The sheep's rights must be stripped of gold bars, and the literary beauty will eventually become a jade mirror.
I will save my sleep and listen to the rain, but I don't know if I am lost for bloom.
How can the bluebird catch the bird before it reaches Yingzhou?
Mid-Autumn Night (Tang Dynasty)
Mars
On a mid-autumn night in Jiangnan Water Temple, the moon moth is watched by the golden millet fence.
The red candle shadow is almost immortal, and the emerald ring moves to see many people.
The fragrant and colorful temples are condensed with blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed and renewed.
Martial arts are far away in the night sky, and I don't know the way home.
Send Taoist lovers on Mid-Autumn Festival night (choose one)
(Tang) Lu Guimeng
The dew in the orange village has dispersed, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill.
Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are difficult to spread books.
The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection.
Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
Bai Hua Zhou Zuo on Mid-Autumn Night
Fan Zhongyan (Northern Song Dynasty)
Nanyang satrap crazy hair, don't enjoy the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In Baihuazhou, the greenway is quiet and smooth when you forget to go home at night.
Heaven learns to spit pearls in the blue sea, cold light shoots treasures, and stars are rare.
Look at the world downstairs. Everyone is in the jade pot.
The heat is always unavoidable. It is fate to have a cool life tonight.
A flute blew away Wan Liyun, and the host sang loudly and was intoxicated.
The guests were drunk and danced after my songs, which were like CSI.
In the rain of the Central Plains, Zi Jin appeared.
Zhu (Southern Song Dynasty)
The office is still busy, and the fire is flowing west.
Happy holidays, cold rain and sudden autumn shock.
In the evening, the blue path is purple and the trees are quiet.
Once the inflammation is gone, Taiwan Province will not be left behind.
Knife and pen with screen, noise and heart rest.
It is ironic to say that burning incense is delicious.
Zi also plays literature and history, which is the same as Youyou.
See the moon in the middle of Yuan.
(Ming) Bian Gong
It is better to go downstairs than to sit in love.
It's not the leap month, but the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight.
Zhong yuan ri Zhai zhong Zuo
(Ming) Zhu
The pottery pillow covers the plain screen, and the empty house lies alone in the rain.
Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was written by someone.
In autumn, the window bamboo is lonely, and the magnolia begs for food.
I will have to escape from Zen for many years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival (Qing Dynasty) Wang Kaitai
Dojo is full of ghosts, the original Langu.
But the strange thing is that there is a red note on the door, and the meat mountain and wine sea celebrate the Central Plains.