1. Love poems about lovesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Love poems about lovesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival 1. Poems about missing lovers during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Farewell poems: 1. With I wish you farewell, we are all eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors across the world. (Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou") 2. Sending Wang and his grandson off again, full of love for each other.
(Li Bai's "Send Off to a Friend") 3. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return? (Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grass") 4. The morning rain and dust in Weicheng are light, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
(Wang Wei's "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi") 5. The cold rain came to Wu at night, and I saw off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright day; (Wang Changling's "Send Off to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower") 6. Mo Chou Qian There are no friends on the road, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da") 7. The three thousand feet of Peach Blossom Pond is not as good as Wang Lun's love for me.
(Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") 8. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. (Li Bai's "Sending Yu Haoran to Guangling at the Yellow Crane Tower") 9. You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
(Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital") 10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends. A glass of turbid wine will extinguish all the remaining joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight.
(Li Shutong's "Farewell" Nostalgia in the Poetry 1. You came from your hometown. You should know the things about your hometown.
In the future, will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window? (Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous" "Poetry") 2. When a young boy leaves home and his elder comes back, his local pronunciation has not changed and his hair on his temples has faded. Children who don't recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from. After winter comes spring.
I feel more timid when I'm close to home, and I don't dare to ask anyone. "Crossing the Han River" in Song Dynasty 4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat on both sides, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging. The sea is full of sunshine and the night is coming, and the river is springing into the old year.
Where can I reach the place where I return to Yanluoyang (Wangwan's "Cibeigu Mountain") 5. .It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home.
After returning home, my thoughts are in front of the flowers (Xue Daoheng, "People are thinking about returning home") 6. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be on the ground. Frost.
Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown (Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 7. Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the spring breeze fills Luo City.
In this nocturne. Hearing the broken willows, who can't remember the sentiments of his hometown? (Li Bai's "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") 8. It's already frosty when the guest house is in the state, and I remember Xianyang day and night.
I have to cross the Sanggan River for no reason. Wang Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Lv Ci Shuofang") 9. The drums cut off the people's movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. The family asked about life and death.
The letter was not received, but the army did not stop. (Du Fu's "Moonlight Night Remembering My Brother") Mid-Autumn Festival poem: "Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang Dynasty) Li Pu Hao's treasure mirror rose in the sky, and the clouds rose. The fairy sounds are silent; the autumn colors are equally divided, and the clouds are always bright; the cunning rabbit falls from the string, and the toads stop appearing in front of the eyes; the souls make an appointment to join hands, and wait until the Milky Way is completely clear.
"Playing with the Moon on the 15th of August" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi will wash the moon over and over again this night. . It is Yujing who can change the world.
"Shui Diao Ge Tou" (Song Dynasty) Su Dongpo was drunk during the Mid-Autumn Festival and was pregnant with his son. /p>
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, but I am afraid that it will be too cold to dance in the sky. How can I clear the shadows in the world? ? Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the house, there should be no regrets. Why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope this can never happen. People live a long life, thousands of miles away.
Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty) Su Shi's dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night is not good, where can I see the bright moon next year? "Chang Yin" (Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turns to the golden wave, and the flying mirror is polished again.
He asked Chang'e over the wine: What can I do if I am deceived by my white hair? It's a good ride, thousands of miles in the sky, and I can look down at the mountains and rivers. . Cut off the Gui Posuo.
Humanity is more clear light. Taiwanese folk song: "Thoughts on a Mid-Autumn Festival" A solitary shadow watches the wild geese, and the daughter misses the poor mink; I remember the moon in the autumn of my hometown, and I am frightened at night in a foreign country.
The hand has not climbed the osmanthus, but it is like a rolled banana; I climb the tower to compose a sad poem, looking west to the distant sea and sky. "Moonlight Night Homesickness" The stars are sparse and the moon is cold in the Milky Way, and thousands of people are singing silently. Where is the home thousands of miles away, and the guests who come at night are full of sorrow.
"Suffering" The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, silent; the sleepy eyes are hazy, as if in a dream; living and lying around are restless, the homeland lingers in the mind; suffering, and returning is empty , such as burning the king's heart. Frontier Fortress Poems: Seven Poems on the March to the Army Wang Changling The Baichi Tower in the west of Fenghuo City is alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.
I even play the Qiang flute to close the mountains and the moon, without the worries of thousands of miles in the golden boudoir. The pipa dances to a new sound, always leaving the mountains behind.
I can’t stop listening to the excitement while the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall. The elm leaves in Guancheng are sparse and yellow early, and the clouds and sand are on the ancient battlefield at dusk.
Please return to the army to cover your bones. Do not teach the soldiers to cry for help. Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks out over Yumen Pass.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles, and the Loulan will never be returned until it is broken. The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate.
The former army fought in Taohebei at night and reported that Tuyuhun was captured alive. "Song under the plug": The cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest, and the road is Xiaoguan Road in August.
Going out of the plug and back in again, there are yellow reeds everywhere. We have always been together in a quiet place, and we are all old and dusty.
Don’t imitate the knight-errant and boast about Ziliu. Drinking horses cross the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a knife.
The sun has not gone out on Pingsha, and I can see Lintao dimly. In the old days of the Great Wall Battle, Xian Yan was in high spirits.
The yellow dust is enough for the present and the past, and the white bones are a mess of wormwood. Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital. Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and it snows in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Guanshan Moon" Author: 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 each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
"Midnight Autumn Song" Author: Li Bai There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. The autumn wind cannot blow away, but there is always love between the two.
On what day the barbarians will be defeated, and the good men will stop the expedition. "Zuo Ma Chuan is traveling to send the doctor off to the Western Expedition" Author: Cen Shen If you don't see me, Zuo Ma Chuan is walking by the snowy seaside, and the flat sand is vast and yellow.
The wind roared on the September night in Luntai, and the gravel in the river was as big as a bucket, and the stones were scattered all over the ground in the wind. The Xiongnu grass is yellow and the horses are getting fat, smoke and dust are seen flying in the west of Jinshan Mountain, and the generals of the Han family are marching west.
The generals don’t take off their golden armor all night long. The troops are fighting each other in the middle of the night, and the limelight is as sharp as a knife. horse hair.
2. Love poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
Look at the moon and embrace the distance
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, it is filled with pity and light, 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. How bright is the bright moon?
How bright is the bright moon? 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.
Who should I sue when I am alone and worried when I leave home?
The leader returned to the room, staining his clothes with tears.
Partridge Sky
The remaining smoke blows into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.
Because the road is far away, the person is still far away, even if the heart is in the same bed, it is not the same.
Feelings of love and affection. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Su Shi
When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say 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.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night)
It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
Feeling in the green tent, the coolness gives rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore.
More leaks in the throat, more worries, and all kinds of emotions are coming together, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.
Sometimes at night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dark, I wake up from the drunkenness, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.
Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope.
How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make up the remaining fragrant quilt.
I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on.
The river is full of red. Mid-Autumn Festival sends a message far away
Xin Qiji
Go up to the west building quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon.
But the jade filament flute cracked with a single blow.
Whoever makes the curling floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season.
Ask Chang'e if she is lonely and cold.
The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly.
Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, there is still nothing left to be desired.
If it is a long and round night like this, the favor may not be the same as farewell.
Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.
Sauvignon Blanc
The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.
The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
The phoenix candles are twinkling. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.
She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall.
Little did we know that famous officials were detained and interrogated, and their charm has been reduced over the years.
Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Wen Zhengming
Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month of the year, and the night is as cool as a wash.
The wind blows, my eyebrows and bones are cold, and I am in the Crystal Palace.
The dragons are croaking, the temples are full of mountains, and the misty music and songs are boiling.
The ground is covered with frost, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds.
I remember last year on this eve, I was drinking wine at the creek pavilion, and the pale moon and clouds came and went.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are no longer what I dreamed of yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the autumn scenery is like this.
The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching.
A message to couples, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.
Mid-Autumn Festival
If that counts as a separation
In my young heart
Can I forgive you
< p> Just as fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wild windYouth can forgive the years for erasing her
The crickets have stopped making noise
The pomegranate tree is covered with blush.
The last rain wet the wild roses
(They say the roses by the lake like to sing)
Will you sit on the moon Next
Listen to me singing
Listen to my song and fly into the mountains and forests
Fly over the lake
Fly to the full moon
p>Mid-Autumn Moon
Mid-Autumn Moon
Always so melancholy
Like a puddle of autumn water's sadness
Contained I am helplessly sentimental
Lend me your slender hand
Cut a ray of dim moonlight
Let me collect tonight’s loneliness
Eight The sweet-scented osmanthus of the moon begins to smell
And I
can no longer find the direction I came from
3. Poems about missing my lover during the Mid-Autumn Festival
"I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from the beauty of the moon" and other poems
1. Tang Bai Juyi's "Watching the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
In August of the past year On the fifteenth night, 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. Looking to the northwest, where is the moon? To the southeast, the moon is full. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
2. Tang Pi Rixiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new dew is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
3. "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" by Mi Fu of the Song Dynasty
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 osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
4. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, 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.
5. Li Bai's "Moon on the Mountain"
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. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu glanced at the Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that 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, sighing is not enough.
6. Li Bai "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" 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.
7. Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
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.
8. 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.
9. Li Shangyin's "Chang'e"
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually falling 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.
4. Poems about missing your lover during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Feeling pregnant under the autumn moon
Tang Meng Haoran
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, shining with dew wet.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky.
"Under the Autumn Night and the Moon" is a lyric poem by Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty.
This poem describes the poet's feelings when gazing at the bright moon, touching the scene and revealing the leisurely sorrow in the poet's heart.
A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the dewdrops reflected by the moonlight are crystal clear, as if they were wet by dew. Under such beautiful moonlight, the cold magpie didn't know where to rest. And fireflies don't dare to compete with the moonlight for a little bit of light. He flew into the room as the curtain rolled up. The only branches of the locust tree in the yard cast their shadows in the moonlight, looking sparse and desolate. At this time, the sound of pestle coming from the neighbor seemed so clear and urgent in the silent autumn night. Far apart. How to make an appointment for a date to get together? I can only look at the same distant moon melancholy, unable to do anything, just standing there stupidly.
Meng Haoran (689-740), whose name is unknown. A native of Xiangyang, Xiangzhou (now Xiangfan City, Hubei Province). The representative writer of the landscape pastoral poetry school in the prosperous Tang Dynasty is as famous as Wang Wei and is also called "Wang Meng". In his early years, he lived in seclusion in Lumen Mountain and "adapted himself to poetry". At the age of forty, You Changan took the Jinshi examination, but failed. He traveled throughout the Southeast. Zhang Jiuling went to Jingzhou and set up a career, but soon resigned and returned home. He died of illness. Meng Haoran lived in the "prosperous age of Kaiyuan" and was a commoner all his life. He was wandering between the contradiction between seeking an official position and returning to seclusion. There are more than 260 poems in existence today, most of which mainly describe pastoral landscapes. Most of them are short five-character poems, which are clear and spacious, full of charm, and do not simply pursue showy sentences and clever pairs of sentences. There is "Meng Haoran Collection".
5. Poems expressing longing for the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. 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. ——From the Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon"
Vernacular interpretation: The Mid-Autumn moon is full, the moonlight shines in the courtyard, and the shadows of the plane trees in the courtyard are dancing. I am traveling alone in a foreign land. During the festival, I look at the shadows of the trees under the moon. , time passed slowly, and the shadow moved unconsciously. Looking at the bright moon in the sky from a distance, thinking about Chanjuan in the moon palace, I feel regretful now. After all, the only ones accompanying her are the cold moon and the lonely laurel tree.
2. Crows roost on 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? ——From the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and sending it to Du Langzhong"
Vernacular interpretation: Magpies and crows are perched on the snow-white trees on the ground of the courtyard, and the autumn dew silently wets the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard. Tonight, the bright moon is in the sky. Everyone in the world is looking up at me. I wonder whose house this autumn love will fall on?
3. When the wine is cheap, I often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly. ——From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon: A Big Dream of World Affairs"
Vernacular interpretation: The wine is not good wine, but I worry less about the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I could only pick up the wine glass and look sadly to the north.
4. On the night of August 15th last 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. Looking to the northwest, where is the moon? To the southeast, the moon is full. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
Vernacular interpretation: In the past, on the night of August 15th, "I" stood beside the apricot garden by the pond in Qujiang. On the night of August 15th this year, "I" was in front of the Penpu Shatou Water Museum again. How can you see where your hometown is when you look to the northwest? When you look to the southeast, you can see that the moon has become full several times. No one paid attention to the wind blowing yesterday, and the beautiful scenery tonight is just like in the past years.
5. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night. How long is the good time? Standing looking at the sky. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran's "Autumn Night and the Moonlight"
Vernacular interpretation: A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the dewdrops reflected by the moonlight are crystal clear, as if they were wet by dew. Under such beautiful moonlight, the cold magpie didn't know where to rest. And fireflies don't dare to compete with the moonlight for a little bit of light. He flew into the room as the curtain rolled up.
The only branches of the locust tree in the yard cast their shadows in the moonlight, looking sparse and desolate. At this time, the sound of pestle coming from the neighbor seemed so clear and urgent in the silent autumn night. Far apart. How to make an appointment for a date to get together? I can only look at the same distant moon melancholy, unable to do anything, just standing there stupidly.
6. Mid-Autumn Festival love poems
Falling in love with you at first sight is the most beautiful encounter in my life.
My promise to you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. I have always wanted to say that no matter where I go, what I want most is to be by your side.
May we love each other until the end of time. I believe we can wait together until our black hair turns white.
When you are here, when I am here, everything will be like nothing. There is not too much magnificence, only the sentence "I like you" can make each other care about each other.
Dear, you know, even if I am bruised and bruised, I still have the strength to love you. Some people you only look at once, but it affects their whole life.
Life is like making dumplings. No matter what the fillings are, I will wrap you tightly in my heart. No matter how the boiling water of life boils, my love for you can never be erased! Love is hurt, how many people have suffered, how many memories have been destroyed; love is sad, how many people have been cold, how many thoughts have been lost, even though moths fly to the flames, they still have no hesitation, only looking at love, hurting others and hurting themselves, but it is It cannot be cut off in a lifetime, so many lovesicknesses have been shed, so many infatuated tears have been shed, so many cups of turbid wine have been drank, so many worldly loves have been tasted! If you are my lotus, then let me stay in love with you forever! "My eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love." At least once in your life, you forget yourself for someone.
I really like you. Please trust me.
Let the tide of love come closer to us little by little. No matter the wind or waves, I will stay by your side to shield you from the wind and rain. If I want to love someone, I want to abandon everything and just want to be with her.
Love has no reason, it is due to the throbbing in the heart; love, there is no excuse, due to looking back a thousand times. Even if the world disappears, my love for you will still be there.
Wear that oath gently on your finger, and the two of you will live forever from now on. One growth only leads to one loss, only the old days bring us happiness.
Love is very simple: one you, wholeheartedly. The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you.
Open your hands dearly and let love stay at this moment. There is a calm love, and I will accompany you to watch the fleeting scenery.
Although you are not the best, you are the only one I love deeply. I am willing to spend thousands of reincarnations in exchange for your eternity and eternity.
You are forever, no matter how long, no matter how far away, I will love you forever. The vow of love will always be with you and me.
Just because I glanced at you one more time in the crowd, I can never forget your face again.
I keep you in my heart, fold my palms, and silently pray to God to guide me in the direction. I don’t ask for eternity, just to be by your side. Missing you is something I don’t have to think about every day. No matter how much time washes away, you have already stayed in my heart.
Although there are many flowers, there is no duplicate one. I hope you are destined for me in all my lifetimes. There are many people who like you, including me, but there are very few people I love, only you! No matter how the years change, my love for you never changes! Just for one person, throughout my life, to the end of the world, I only wish you peace! As long as I am with you, there is nothing you don’t want to do. Let me protect you forever for the rest of my life! We are all unique, any fate brings us together, and love keeps us together for a lifetime! On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the corner of the sea, looking at each other. In that life, you were the bright moon and I was the clear spring. I spent three lives with beautiful hair and cared for you all my life. I loved you every day, loved you every moment, and missed you every moment. I miss you every moment, and may God bless us in this life! I was too late to participate in your past, but I will accompany you to the end! I'm waiting for you in spring, a promise made by mountains and rivers over time. If you look up and see the clouds floating in the sky, it will be the most beautiful encounter in our lives. We have three parts of the world to fight for. Now I have my sword pointed at the end of the world, but I just want to play the piano for you. No worries from now on! In that life, by the West Lake, you played the strings for your beloved, and she danced gracefully for you. I couldn't play the love of my past life, and danced endlessly for a lifetime. The blue butterfly was drunk among the flowers, holding my hand to the end of the world.
Waiting for the flowers to bloom and wither, my love for you has never changed! A lifetime of love, only for the beautiful woman! Do you know that you are the person I love most? It is not impossible to go through fire and water for you. I have never loved so deeply. I feel like I am the luckiest person when I meet you! Among millions of people, you and I met for the first time in that golden year and that season of flowers; we got to know each other on that day when the sun was shining brightly and the water was flowing on the small bridge; and we fell in love with each other when the summer breeze was gentle and we were admiring the stars side by side. . I would rather spend this life waiting for you to discover that I have always been by your side and never been far away.
Love is not that profound. Being able to depend on each other is the greatest happiness. Because of you, I believe in true love, and because of you, I believe in eternity.
I want to tell you loudly that you are always in my world. We all said that no matter what happens in the future, we must do well. Don't forget the promise we made naively! When I miss you, you are in the sky, when I miss you, you are in front of me, when I miss you, you are in my mind, and when I miss you, you are in my heart.
Just once in a lifetime, fall in love with the purpose of getting married, and then stay together like that. In the passing years, the years are good. Just once in a lifetime, fall in love with the purpose of getting married. Gotta fall in love! Believe in it one last time and keep walking until you grow old. For me, nothing can be greater than you.
Love is the beating of your heart when you meet for the first time, and you still miss it thousands of times. Your place has to be the end of the world that I miss.
I will use my sincerity to accompany you and protect you for the rest of my life. Falling in love with you at first sight is the most beautiful encounter in my life.
My promise to you is the most eternal scenery in my plain years. The only miserliness in this life is that you are mine.
Thinking that you are with me in my future, I am not afraid of anything else. With you by my side in 2016, I believe we will not be afraid of wind and rain.
7. Poems about longing for the Mid-Autumn Festival
In addition to "Thoughts on a Quiet Night", there are also
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Su Shi
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drinking happily until I was very drunk, so I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is 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.
Look at the moon and embrace the distance
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, it is filled with pity and light, 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.
Drinking alone under the moon
Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers,
Drinking alone without a blind date;
The cup invites the bright moon,
The shadows form three people.
The moon does not know how to drink,
The shadow only follows me;
The moon will temporarily accompany the shadow,
Have fun until spring .
My singing moon lingers,
My dancing shadows are scattered;
We make love together when we are awake,
We are scattered when we are drunk.
We will travel together forever,
We meet Miao Yunhan.
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard,
The cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight the moon is bright and everyone can see,
I wonder whose house Qiu Si is?
"Mid-Autumn Festival"
(Tang Dynasty) Li Pu
The treasure mirror rises in the sky, and the fairy sounds in the clouds are silent;
The beauty of the moon is evenly divided, and the clouds are always bright;
The cunning rabbit falls from the string, and the evil toad does not appear in front of you;
The souls make an appointment to join hands, and we will wait for more The Milky Way is completely cleared.
"Playing with the Moon on the Night of August 15th"
(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
The sky will sweep the moon across the world tonight.
The summer heat has retreated and the sky is clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear.
The stars make them shine, and the wind and dew make them beautiful.
The one who can change the world is Yu Jing.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
(Song Dynasty) Su Dongpo
Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until dawn. I am writing this article because I am drunk and pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings.
It’s too cold at high places! Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is 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.
Mid-Autumn Moon
(Song Dynasty) Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently,
In this life, this night If it doesn’t grow well, where will the bright moon be next year?
"Taichang Yin"
(Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji
A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again.
Ask Chang'e about the wine: What can I do if I am deceived by my gray hair!
Take a good ride in the wind, thousands of miles in the sky,
Look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut off the Gui Posuo. Humanity is more clear.
Taiwanese folk songs:
"Thoughts on a Mid-Autumn Journey"
A lonely shadow watches the wild geese, and the daughter misses the mink; the autumn of my hometown recalls the moon, and the night terror in a foreign country.
The hand has not climbed the osmanthus, but it is like a curled banana; I climb the tower to compose a sad poem, looking west to the distant sea and sky.
"Moonlight Night Homesickness"
The stars are thin and the moon is cold in the Milky Way, and thousands of people are singing silently;
Where is the home thousands of miles away, and the guest who comes at night is full of sorrow .
"Torture"
The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, silent; eyes are hazy with sleep,
as if in a dream; living and lying around, restless , the hometown lingers in my mind;
Suffering, returning empty, like burning the heart of a king.
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 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 "Guan Shan Yue"
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's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
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! --Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. -?
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