1. Ancient poems about 1 to 12 months
The first month of the year is sunny and the atmosphere is new, and there are already drunk tourists one after another. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Abstaining Fasting in Early Spring, Responding to Huangfu's Gifts at the Tenth Meeting")
The new year is not yet full of youth, and the grass buds are surprised to see in early February. ("Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty)
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower")
The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. ("Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
It is snowing in the Tianshan Mountains in May, but there are no flowers, only cold. ("Song under the Sea" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. ("Leaving Jingci Temple to See Off Lin Zifang at Dawn" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty)
On July 7th, in the Changsheng Hall, in the middle of the night, no one was whispering. ("Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house. ("Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
It's a pitiful night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. (Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River")
I don't know that in October, when the river is cold, I suddenly feel that the quilt is light at midnight. (Qing Dynasty Zha Shenxing's "Original Rhymes of Pan Min on Cold Nights")
It's mid-to-late November, and people are traveling three thousand miles away. (Tang·Bai Juyi's "Winter Solstice Staying at Yangmei Pavilion")
In the cold winter of December, I woke up in the morning and encountered severe frost. ("Farewell Poems" by Anonymous Han Dynasty) 2. Poems about the moon
1. There is a bright moonlight in front of the 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. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
2. The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River")
3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai")
5. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadows. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
6. If you don't recognize the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing")
7. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. (Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion")
8. When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou? When will the bright moon come?")
10. The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty passed in the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress") 3. Poems describing each month
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The thin mist creates a wild look, and the cold green wind creates short strands. The brocade bed is lying at dawn, the jade skin is cold, and the face is not open to the darkness.
The willow ribbons in Guan Street cannot be broken, but sooner or later the calamus knots are better than the knots. In February and February, drink wine and pick mulberry juice. It is suitable for men to grow orchids from grass and make people smile. Pu Ru crosses swords and the wind is like smoke.
Hu Yan complains about the hot spring, and the smoke in the weeping tent makes green dust. The golden top bun is full of worries about the dusk clouds, and the pearl skirt is dancing.
Jintou bids farewell and sings the flowing water, and the drinkers die in the cold Nanshan Mountain. In March, the east wind blows and the eyes are full of spring, and the willows in Huacheng are secretly worried about killing people.
In the deep hall of the complex palace, the bamboo wind blows, and the new green dance is as pure as water. The light and wind turn for more than a hundred miles, and the warm mist drives the clouds to the sky and the earth.
The palace prostitutes in military uniforms sweep moths lightly, waving banners and holding the city warm. The fragrance of the meandering water has gone away, and the pear blossoms have fallen into an autumn garden.
In the cool dawn and dusk of April, the trees are like canopies, and thousands of mountains are covered with thick green clouds. The green atmosphere is filled with slightly fragrant rain, and the greasy leaves and flowers shine on Qumen.
The free water in Jintang is swaying with blue ripples, the old scenery is heavy and fly-free, and the remaining calyx is dark and jagged. In May, carved jade is placed on the curtain forehead, and the empty door is covered with light cages.
The well draws lead and Chinese water, and the fan weaves the mandarin duck pattern. Returning to the Xuewu Liang Palace, the nectar washes the green sky.
Luo Xiu is flying, and the fragrant sweat is stained with precious millet. In June, Luo grows, Hunan bamboo is cut, and the frost is scattered and the autumn jade is scattered.
A scorching red mirror opens in the east, faint as if wandering on a wheel, chirping the Red Emperor riding a dragon. The stars in July are as cold as the clouds in Nagisa, and the dew drops are round in the disk.
The good peanut trees are at the end, and the garden is empty when the flowers are declining. The sky at night is like jade, and the leaves of the pond are as green as gold.
I am just tired of dancing and my clothes are thin, but I know that the flower mat is cold. The dawn breeze is blowing, the Beidou light is dry.
In August, the widow complained about the long night, and the solitary guest dreamed of returning home: insects on the eaves were catching silk, hanging flowers on the wall lamp; the moonlight was shining outside the curtain, and the shadows of the trees were slanting inside; the leisurely flying dews decorated the pool load. In the ninth month, when the fireflies disperse from the palace, the sky is like water, and the bamboo-yellow pond is cold and the hibiscus dies.
The moon is embellished with gold paving the light, and the empty courtyard of Liangyuan is empty and white. The dew flowers are flying in the wind and the grass is covered with green brocade.
The roosters are singing at dawn, and the crows are crowing. In October, the jade pot with silver arrows is a little difficult to pour, and the flowers in the vat are smiling and bright at night.
Broken frost dances diagonally on the curtain, and two rows of candle cages illuminate the flying pavilion. The beaded curtains lay complaining that I couldn't sleep, the golden phoenix was wearing clothes and the body was cold, and the long eyebrows looked at the moon.
In November, the palace city returned to the bright light, and fell into pieces during the day. Lao Zhonggao drinks wine for a thousand days, but the sky is freezing and cold.
Where is Yugou Spring and Ruhuansu, Huojing Hot Spring.
On the December day, the feet are lightly red, and the thin frost is not covered under the osmanthus branches.
The vague warmth has overcome the severe winter, and the long days and long nights have passed away. The Emperor of the Leap Moon is in his prime time and his year is in his prime time.
At the 72nd hour, the circle is pushed back, and the ashes of the Tianguan jade tube are left flying. Why is this year so long? The next year will be late. The Queen Mother moved peaches to offer to the emperor.
In January, the world is proud of the spring breeze, which passes through the touch points. The willow face is gently swayed and the long belt is pulled, and the peach trees are slowly shaken and dance to break red.
Also from the frightening dream, where is the fragrance of farewell to the old bush. We were guests in the name of Xidu, and we started to meet each other in January this year.
In February, the spring breeze is like scissors. On March 3, I remember Sanba. In April, the beauty of the world is gone. In May, there is snow in the mountains. There are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in my flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Fight with the golden drum at dawn, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night. I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
June After all, West Lake is the middle of June, and the scenery 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 particularly red. July 7th, the Eternal Life Palace, August, and August, the lake is horizontal, and contains empty Too clear. The steam is rising over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to help without a boat, you will live in shameful sage. Sitting and watching the fishermen only envy the fish.
From September to autumn, on September 8th, I will see hundreds of flowers blooming. The fragrance of Chang'an reaches the sky, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. The weather in Jiangnan is good in October and the winter scenery is like spring. magnificent. The light frost has not killed the luxuriant grass, and the warm sun has begun to dry up the desert sand.
The leaves of the old zhejie are as yellow as those of young trees, and the branches of cold cherry blossoms are as white as wild flowers. At this time, the idle people were drunk, and the five horses had no way to enter the restaurant.
In November and November, people travel three thousand miles away. What if you stay alone in Yangmei Pavilion? Cold pillow, single bed, sick body, high wind in December and August, Hu Ying's white brocade hair.
A piece of snow flies alone, and you can see the autumn hair within a hundred miles. In the cold winter of December, the goshawk has eight or nine feathers.
The sparrows don’t chirp to each other, they are thousands of miles high in the sky.
4. There are 100 ancient poems about the moon (each poem has four lines).
The Moon in Poems
1. 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. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
2. The sky is wide and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River") )
3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the rocks. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
4. The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Moon")
5. Raise your glasses to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
6. Hours are not over Recognize the moon and call it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing")
7. People in the deep forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. (Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion")
< p> 8. When the moon rises, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birds Singing in the Stream")9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: " Water Melodies Songtou? When will the bright moon appear?")
10. The moon shines in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty passes, and the people from the long march of thousands of miles have not returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress")
Accumulation of famous verses chanting the moon :
1. The bright moon is full on the third and fifth days, and the toad and rabbit are missing on the fourth and fifth days. Toad and rabbit: the moon. "Nineteen Ancient Poems? Meng Dong's Cold Air Arrives"
2. The bright moon shines on the tall building, and the light flows. I am wandering. Cao Zhi's "Song of Resentment" by Wei Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms
3. The moon is bright and it is doubtful it is night, and the trees are sparse like more autumn. Liang Geng Jianwu of the Southern Dynasty "Fenghe Spring Night Response"
< p> 4. The bright moon is hidden in the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn in the sky. "Farewell to Friends on a Spring Night" by Chen Zi'ang of the Tang Dynasty5. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world *** At this time, the Tang Dynasty? Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
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6. When the candle is extinguished, the pity is full of light, and the clothes are covered with dew and nourish the Tang Dynasty? Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
7. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but where is the spring river without the moon and the Tang Dynasty? Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night"
8. The river and sky are the same color without any dust, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky? Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night"
9. When the moon rises, the birds start to sing. Spring Stream in the Tang Dynasty? Wang Wei's "Birds Song Stream"
10. White clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind the stream in the Tang Dynasty? Liu Changqing's "Tiaoxi Repays Liang Geng's Farewell Message"
11. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, and among the vast sea of ??clouds is Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Moon over Guanshan"
12. There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes is Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Four Midnight Wu Songs"
< p> 13. The moonlight intoxicates the distant visitors, and the mountain flowers are blooming. Tang Li Bai "sends ice to the Nanling Mountains of Wei, and the Yujiang River travels to visit him. When he meets Yan Shangshu, he smiles and has this gift"14. The White Cloud Returns When the bright moon falls, whose house will it fall when the moon falls? Li Bai's "Two Poems of Reminiscences of Shandong"
15. People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon follows people when it moves. Tang Dynasty? Li Bai's "Asking Wine to the Moon"
16. Today’s people don’t see the moon in ancient times, but today’s moon shines in the ancient Tang Dynasty. Li Bai’s “Asking Wine to the Moon”
17. Zhuó (zhuó) is the osmanthus in the moon, and the clear light should be more Tang Dynasty? Du Fu's "One Hundred and Fifteen Days and Nights to the Moon"
18. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night to wake up to Tang Dynasty? Du Fu's "A Romantic Song"
19. Spring Autumn comes and goes without waiting for each other, and the moonlight in the water remains unchanged. Tang Cen Shen's "Song of Fu Shui to Send Dou Jian to Beijing"
20. The moonlight adds to the beauty of spring, and the reed breeze is as quiet as the bamboo wind. "Farewell Pei Jiu Di" by Jia Zhi of Tang Dynasty 5. Poems with the word "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 "Thoughts on a Quiet Night"
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 will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? ——Li Yu's "Poppy, When Will 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 on me again? ——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"
The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet 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: The Tower is Highly Locked after the Dream"
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty pass, and the people who have 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 "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn"
Thirty years of fame and fortune are dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. —— Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong·Writing Feelings" 6. Looking for ancient poems in each month
Wen Lei Bai Juyi
The wind and frost are early in the miasma, and the warm weather is quick.
There is no snow in the cold winter, and thunder has been heard in the first month.
The stinging insects and snakes come out, and the withered grass and trees bloom.
There are only a few spare rooms, but they are still as cold as ashes.
February
Mountain hike Du Mu
Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
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Yongtian Family Nie Yizhong
Sell new silk in February and sell new grain in May.
Heal the sores in front of your eyes, but cut out the flesh in your heart.
I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light.
Not the Qiluo Banquet, but the Fugitive House.
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Xunxi Chuoge Dong Xun
The rice is transferred to the bucket to catch the green and yellow, and the extra one yuan is fortunately paid.
New Silk in February and Valley in May, for whom are you working hard and for whom are you busy?
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Yong Willow by He Zhizhang
The jasper is made up to the height of a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
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Reply to Yuan Zhen Ouyang Xiu
The spring breeze does not reach the end of the world, and there are no flowers in the mountain city in February.
There are still oranges on the branches under the heavy snow, and the bamboo shoots are about to sprout due to the freezing thunder.
I hear the return home at night and feel homesick, and I feel the beauty of things in the new year when I am sick.
I was once a guest of Luoyang flowers. Although the wild flowers are late, there is no need to complain.
March
Yuanyang Lake Song No. 48 Zhu Yizun
Falling flowers in March bury Xishi, in the lonely corner of the city, Fanli Temple.
There are five colors of snails under the water, and there are thousands of nets hanging by the lake.
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Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling, Li Bai
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The solitary sail casts a shadow over the blue mountains, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
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Mulberry Picking Folk Song
Silkworms are born in spring in March, and the spring mulberries are green.
The daughter picks spring mulberry trees and sings and plays spring music.
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Spring Hope by Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
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Yingsuo Liu Kezhuang
Throwing Liu Qianqiao is too affectionate, and makes fun of her when they have sex.
The flowers in Luoyang are like brocade in March, and it takes a lot of time to weave them.
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Spring Festival Gala Wang Ling
In March, the remaining flowers have fallen and bloomed more, and swallows are flying from the small eaves every day.
Zigui still cries for blood in the middle of the night, not believing that the east wind will not call him back.
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Sending Spring by Zhu Bian
The wind and smoke make things dim, but in March people still fall in love with Chu Yi.
The fragments of sorrowful clouds are concluded, and the faint clouds of dreams of returning home are evoked.
The flowers are first seen under the Xiaotao Mountain, and the weak willows and sand head catkins have not yet flown away.
There are no other words to send wine to spring, and I will be happy when you arrive.
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Plum Blossom Wang Mian
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as drops of green.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
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Willow Branches Wen Tingyun
The orioles chatter frequently beside the tapestry machine, stopping the shuttle and weeping in memory of the people.
Semen is still desolate in March, even though there are willows that have not yet felt the spring.
There are too many, you can search for them by yourself, just enter the month here.
For example, April is OK
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< p> Raising glasses to the bright moon, the three of them raised their heads to look at the bright moon, bowing their heads to think of their hometown.(Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 2. The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River") 3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream.
(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn") 4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai") 5. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadow.
(Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 6. If you don't recognize the moon in hours, you will call it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing") 7. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
(Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion") 8. The moonrise scares the birds, singing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 9. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
… People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come") 10. The bright moon came out during the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty passed, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.
(Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress") 11. Poor third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. (Bai Juyi: "Ode to the Dusk River") 12. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night") 13. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stone.
(Wang Wei's: "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn") 14. The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling") 15 Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. (p> (Li Yu: "Yu Meiren") 17. But under the curtain of water, I look at the autumn moon exquisitely. (Li Bai: "The Resentment of the Jade Steps") 18. If you are passionate, you should laugh at me. I will be born early, and the world is like a dream. One statue returns the river moon.
(Su Shi read Nujiao and go eastward across the Yangtze River>) 19. There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. (Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan") 20. The morning mirror is full of sorrow, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night chanting should feel the cold moonlight.
(Li Shangyin's "Untitled") 21. The sound of chickens echoes in the Maodian moon, and the frost of Banqiao is everywhere. (Wen Tingyun's early trip to Shangshan>) 22. People in the deep woods don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
(Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion") 23. The lake light and autumn moon are harmonious, and there is no goggles on the lake surface that have not been polished. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting") Lotus leaves floating in the wind. The moon, what a beautiful and charming word! People at home and abroad all over the world love, admire and chant the moon.
How many poems about the moon are there in the history of Chinese poetry? It is as difficult to answer as "when will the bright moon come out?" However, one thing is certain, that is, there have been many poets chanting the moon since ancient times, and there are even more poems chanting the moon.
"The east is bright, the light of the moonrise" ("The Book of Songs·Qi Feng·Cockcrow"), "The moonrise is bright", "The moonrise is bright", "The moonrise shines" (See "The Book of Songs·Chen Feng·Moonrise"), these are the earliest poems about chanting the moon that we can see today. From the poems about chanting the moon, we can see that the moon has many aliases and nicknames.
The most common ones are - Yuezi: "The moon is seen in the clouds, and the Wujiang River is endless" (Wang Yuanliang of the Song Dynasty: "Song of Huzhou"); Crescent Moon: "The crescent moon is seen in other homes six times." , Thousands of miles of wind and frost, old age and illness" (Jin·Zhangcheng: "He Lin Qiu Ri's Feelings to Zhang Zhang Yushi"); Yue Po: "The sun wheel stands in the frost, and the moon soul hangs on the carved bow" (Tang Gao Shi: "Sai" "Part 2"); moon wheel: "Last night the wind exposed the peaches in the well, and the moon wheel was high in the front hall of Weiyang" (Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty: "The Romance of the Spring Palace"); laurel: "The laurel on the long river shines on the tall buildings with its clear color" (Chen· of the Southern Dynasties) Zhang Zhengjian: "Looking at the Moon with a Thin Curtain"); Gui Po: "I wonder where Gui Po is now? It should be on the purple stone screen of my house" (Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu: "Asking a Guest Without Seeing the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival"), etc. Most poems about the moon focus on describing the shape of the moon.
In the poets' writings, the crescent moon is curved and shaped like a jade hook: "The jade hook is leaning against the eaves of the painting, and the cloud box is just an inch bright when it opens" (Tang Dynasty, Zhao Gu: "New Moon") "Moon"), "The moon is like a hook on the river at night, and sometimes there is the sound of startled fish throwing waves" (Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty: "Autumn Ji"); its shape is like a bent bow: "Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow." (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: "Ode to the Dusk River"); it looks like a woman's eyebrows: "The cold moon is like eyebrows hanging in the willow bay, and it can be seen in the mirror of the beautiful mountains in the middle of the country" (Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty: "Song of Lanxi"). The full moon is round. Li Bai's poem "I don't know the moon when I am young, and I call it a white jade plate.
I also doubt that the Yao table mirror is flying in the blue clouds" ("Gu Lang Yue Xing"), with "White Jade Plate" and "Yao Tai Mirror" depict the shape of the full moon, and highlight the brightness of the moonlight; Su Shi's "The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently" ("Mid-Autumn Moon"), also uses jade The disk is a metaphor for the moon, and the description is quite vivid and concrete. The moon is bright and bright, which is fully demonstrated in the poem about chanting the moon.
Tao Yuanming, the great poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, wrote a poem, "The sun falls in the west, and the plain moon rises in the east mountains" ("Miscellaneous Poems"). The word "prime" is written directly to describe the brightness of the moon. Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem: "My home lives on the east side of the water, and the veil is shining under the bright moon" ("White Rock Beach"), "People in the deep forest don't know, but the bright moon shines on me" ("Zhuli Pavilion"), and Li Bai's poem "The bright moon shines on my shadow." "Send me to Tanxi" ("Sleepwalking Tianmu's Farewell"), the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's poem "The apricot flowers fly behind the curtains and disperse in the remaining spring, and the bright moon enters the house to find the secluded person" ("Drinking with Guests Under the Apricot Blossoms on a Moon Night"), both Therefore, the word "明" clearly means that the moon is bright and clear.
Many of the poems about the moon use metaphors and contrasting techniques to describe the brightness of the moon. Emperor Xiao Gang of Liang Dynasty wrote "The night moon is like autumn frost" ("Enjoying the Coolness in Xuanpu"), Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty wrote "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground" ("Quiet Night Thoughts"), Li Yi's "Huile Peak" The sand in front is like snow, and the moon outside Shouxiang City is like frost." ("Hearing the Flute in Shouxiang City at Night"), these are all metaphors for the brightness of the moon.
Zhao Gu's "I go up to the river tower alone and feel lonely, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky" ("Reminiscences of the River Tower"), which uses the clear river water and the bright moonlight to set off each other, highlighting the moonlight. Yu Xin, a poet from the Northern Dynasties, said, "The mountains are bright and there is doubtful there is snow, and the shore is white but not the sand" ("Watching the Moon in a Boat"). This is the whiteness of the snow and the reflection of the sand reflecting the bright and bright moonlight.
The poem by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, "Going out of the front door alone to look at the wild fields, the moon is bright and the buckwheat flowers are as white as snow" ("Village Night"), the buckwheat flowers are as white as snow under the bright moon to set off the bright and bright moonlight. , has a unique charm. There are four seasons throughout the year, and there are months in every season.
In the poets' writings, the months in different seasons are connected with different objects. The spring moon is often associated with pear blossoms and other objects, as well as the breath of youth: "A pear tree and a stream of moon, I wonder who it belongs to tonight?" (Tang Dynasty, Anonymous: "Miscellaneous Poems"); "When I return at dusk, I am sleepy in spring, and the swing is idle. In the bright moon" (Yuan Gongxingzhi: "Late Spring").
The summer moon is constant. 8. Describe words and verses for each month.
We worship together at the beginning of the month, so don’t go to Zhongqiao too early.
---Bai Juyi's "Come out early and give it to Huangfu's guests" Spring water blooms on the night of February 6th, and the small beach in front of the door is almost flat. ---Du Fu's "Two Wonders Born of Spring Water" In March, Ba Lingchun is already old, and old friends can't bear to get drunk when they meet.
---Cen Shen's "Happy Han Zun Xiangguo" The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. ---Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" It snows in the mountains in May, but there are no flowers but cold.
---Li Bai's "Six Songs under the Sea" Part 1 The volcano should be even hotter in June, and there will be no pedestrians at the Chiting crossing. ---Cen Shen's "Sending Vice Envoy Li to the Official Army in Qixi" July 6th was bitterly hot, and I couldn't eat even a short meal.
--- Du Fu's "Early Autumn is bitter and hot, but piles of cases are still piled up" August Lake is peaceful, but the emptiness is mixed with the clearness. ---Meng Haoran's "Looking at Dongting Lake as a Gift to Prime Minister Zhang" Poor night of 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 weather in the south of the Yangtze River is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring. ---Bai Juyi's "Early Winter" From mid-to-late November, a traveler three thousand miles away.
---Bai Juyi's "Winter Solstice Stay in Yangmei Pavilion" In the cold month of December, the goshawk has eight or nine hairs. ---Gao Shi's "Seeing the Works of Xue Daju Ying". 9. Poems about the moon.
Ancient poems about the moon (1) 1. Poems of the Han and Wei dynasties 1. The bright moon is bright at night, the bright moon is bright at night, and the moon is shining 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. In the poem "Tingyue", "Tingyue Lou" is connected to Taiqing, and Yilou "Tingyue" 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. The bright moon is so bright. The bright moon is so bright. 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 to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
4. The song of resentment is fresh and clean, as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an albizia 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.
Abandon the donation box and find the way to the end of kindness. 2. Poetry of the Tang and Song Dynasties Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??The white trees in the atrium are covered with crows, 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 Shanyue (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 glanced at 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.
Ye Si (Li Bai) There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it 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.
On a moonlit 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 is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
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, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law (Du Fu) on a moonlit night. The sound of drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is the sound of wild geese 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.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) 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 start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, ancient poems about the moon (2) 1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" There is a bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's 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.
2. "The Resentment of the Jade Steps" In Tang Dynasty, white dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time. But under the crystal curtain, I gazed at the exquisite autumn moon.
3. "The Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The water in Lu is pure 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" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty had 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" Li Bai of 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. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu glanced at the 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. "Asking the Moon with Wine" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty When will the moon come to the clear 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? 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 running water, and it is the same when looking 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 the guests were worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
8. "Moon" Tang Xue Tao's soul is as small as a hook, and he fanned away the Han Dynasty. The thin shadow will become round and round. How many places in the world can you see it? 9. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon appeared on the sea, and the world was at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. 10. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" Tang Dynasty Du Fu's garrison of drums interrupted the pedestrian movement, and there was a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. 11. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" After the new rain in the Tang Dynasty, Weikong Mountain, the weather was late and autumn came.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. 12. "Traveler" Tang Dumu has no good company in the hotel, and the love is quiet.
When the lamp is cold, I think about old things, and when the geese are off, they are worried about sleeping. The distant dream returns and invades the dawn, and the letter from home arrives the following year.
There is a beautiful moonlit sky on the Cangjiang River, and the door is a fishing boat. 13. "An Old Friend Sends Tea" Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty wrote Jiuhua Ying outside his sword and sealed it with the inscription "Jade Capital".
When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and there is the sound of springs everywhere. The monks arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon.
Bi Chenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky. The six bowels have gone to sleep, and I have been thinking clearly through several poems.
I don’t dare to spend more than a month, so I will stay with me for writing. 14. "Ode to the Dusk River" Tang Bai Juyi A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor 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 first heard that there were no cicadas among the wild geese, 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 are jumping from the stern of the boat. 17 "Mooring in Qinhuai" Tang Du Mu's cigarette cage, cold water and moon cage cage sand, mooring in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant.
The business 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" In the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jiyue was covered with crows and frost, and Jiang Feng and the fisherman were sleeping in sorrow.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship. 19. "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" Tang Li Ye left people speechless and the moon was silent, but the moon was bright and people were sentimental.
After farewell, I missed the people like the moon, and the water in the clouds reached the city.
20. "Reflections on the River Tower" Tang Zhao Gu went to the Jiang Tower alone to think about the quietness, the moonlight was like water and the water was like the sky.
Where are the people who came with me to play on the moon? The scenery seems to be gone.