A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming Dynasty, with the sunrise, a ((Mengyao)) Taiwan Province guest suddenly appeared.
2. There are poems "Dream" and "Yao". Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Festival See the Moon, the moon is not high, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming Dynasty, with the sunrise, a ((Mengyao)) Taiwan Province guest suddenly appeared.
3. The poem about Yao characters is 1, and the first one is Qingpingdiao.
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
Translation:
I think of her gorgeous clothes when I see clouds, and her gorgeous face when I see flowers; The spring breeze blows the railings, and the dew is moist and colorful.
This kind of national beauty is not the fluttering fairy that those people in Yushantou saw, but the goddess in the moonlight in front of Yaotai Temple.
Konakayama sang nonstop last night.
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Translation:
Last night, I was awakened from a distant dream by the incessant chirping of crickets in autumn night. It's already midnight. Get up and wander alone on the steps. There was no sound around, and there was a thin moon outside the curtain.
Make contributions to the country, stay in history, and get old before you get old. The pines and bamboos on the mountain in my hometown are old, so I can't help talking and stopped my return trip. I want to give my heart to the lyre to play a song. But the mountains and rivers are sparse, even if the strings are broken, who will listen?
3. Huaying
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The pavilion on the pavilion is another floor. I have asked the children to clean it several times, but how can the flower shadow be swept away?
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
Translation:
The flower shadows on the pavilion are layer after layer, and the servants can't sweep them off after cleaning them several times. In the evening, as soon as the sun went down, Huaying disappeared, but the moon rose and Huaying appeared again.
4, Huanxisha small courtyard idle window in late spring.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
Translation:
The small courtyard is hidden among the dark green trees and flowers in spring, the small windows upstairs are hidden, the heavy curtains are not rolled up, and the dark boudoir looks gloomy. A man leaned against the railing, and no one spoke, so he had to fiddle with the strings absently.
Although the cloud is unintentional, it urges the dusk to set early; The breeze blew the rain, and the breeze in the twilight blew the drizzle, stirring the dim light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and drizzle are unbearable, which really hurts the scenery.
5, Xiaoxiang God, Spotted Bamboo Branch
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Bamboo branches, bamboo branches, tears of acacia sustenance.
Chu Liuxiang, if you want to listen to Yao's hidden grievances, it's in front of the Xiangjiang River on this moonlit night.
Translation:
Spotted bamboo branch, spotted bamboo branch, tears little by little to pin acacia. If you want to hear about Yao's sufferings, you will be in the middle of the night before Xiangjiang River.
4. With Yao Shi: 1, Gulang Yueyou
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
Is the fairy in the moon hanging her feet?
Why do laurel trees become round in January?
The white rabbit is not an old panacea. Can you tell me who eats it?
Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark, I don't know.
After Yi shot down nine suns, the paradise on earth was clear and peaceful.
The moon has been lost, and there is nothing to see except to walk away. Worry, how can I bear the pain, sadness breaks my heart.
Translation:
When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. Some people also suspect that it is the fairy mirror of Yaotai, flying above Qingyun in the night sky. Are immortals hanging their feet in the middle of the month? Why do osmanthus trees grow round in the middle of the month? Who is the fairy medicine smashed by the white rabbit? Toad ate the full moon badly, and the moon became dark.
After Yi shot nine suns, heaven and earth survived. The moon is confused and there is nothing to see. Let's fly away. I was so worried that I couldn't bear to go away. Sadness makes me deeply grieved.
Konakayama sang nonstop last night.
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Translation:
Last night, I was awakened from a distant dream by the incessant chirping of crickets in autumn night. It's already midnight. Get up and wander alone on the steps. There was no sound around, and there was a thin moon outside the curtain.
Make contributions to the country, stay in history, and get old before you get old. The pines and bamboos on the mountain in my hometown are old, so I can't help talking and stopped my return trip. I want to give my heart to the lyre to play a song. But the mountains and rivers are sparse, even if the strings are broken, who will listen?
3. The idle window of Huanxisha Yard is deep in spring.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
Translation:
The small courtyard is hidden among the dark green trees and flowers in spring, the small windows upstairs are hidden, the heavy curtains are not rolled up, and the dark boudoir looks gloomy. A man leaned against the railing, and no one spoke, so he had to fiddle with the strings absently.
Although the cloud is unintentional, it urges the dusk to set early; The breeze blew the rain, and the breeze in the twilight blew the drizzle, stirring the dim light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and drizzle are unbearable, which really hurts the scenery.
4. Yaochi
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad.
Eight-horse car, traveling three thousand miles a day; Zhou Muwang, why didn't the default come again?
Translation:
The carved window of the West Queen Mother of Yaochi opened eastward, and only the "Huangzhuge" shocked the earth, which was sad. Zhou Muwang has eight good horses and can run three times a day in Wan Li. Why did they break the contract and never come again? white lotus
5. Bai Lianhua
Tang Dynasty: Lu Guimeng
Su Guo was cheated by others. This flower is really suitable for Yaochi.
Who feels heartless and hateful? The wind was clear that month and it was about to fall.
Translation:
Simple and elegant flowers are often deceived by gorgeous flowers. Bai Lianhua should really grow in Yaochi. No matter whether she is affectionate or heartless, who will pay attention to her? Can only be accompanied by the cool breeze in Xiao Yue.
6.pomegranate
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The willow branches are graceful, the pomegranate membrane is light and bright, and the pomegranate seeds are fresh and tender.
Can envy the peach trees in Yaochi, with a thousand years of red cheeks.
Translation:
Green pomegranate trees are graceful in the wind, and bright red pomegranate is covered with lanterns. There is a transparent film inside, and the pomegranate seeds like white jade are delicious and neat.
There is nothing to envy about peach trees in Yaochi, which is better than pomegranate trees taking root among the people. Although beautiful peaches will bear fruit for thousands of years, pomegranate can bring laughter to farm yards every year.
5. There is a word "Yao" in the poem, and Chinese poetry.
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through. In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
Solicit hidden thoughts.
The staff will recruit hermits, and the barren road will cross ancient and modern times. There is no structure in the cave, but there is a piano in the mountain. The white clouds stop, Dan Payao. Shiquan tree is Qiong Yao, with fiber scales floating or sinking. Unless it is silk and bamboo, the mountains and rivers have a clear sound. What is that whistling song waiting for? The bush is mourning itself. Autumn chrysanthemum is also a grain, and orchids are heavy. I'm tired of hesitating. I want to vote for my hairpin.
Liu Xue tribute citrus newspaper tips.
Hu Feng blows snow and travels thousands of miles to Longshan. I gathered on the stage of Junyao and danced for two years before. This morning is beautiful in itself, so avoid sunny days. On a sunny day, the Peach and Plum Festival is beautiful.
Ancient Italian newspaper Yuan Gong Jiangcaoyan
Join the army and leave peron,
Looking at the cloudy mountains and clouds.
Different streams flow between Jinghe River and Weihe River.
Kindness is here.
My old friend gave me a sword,
Carve it in Yao and Chinese.
In a word, Phoenix is independent,
Besides, Luan has no group.
How can we make the morning breeze rise?
Easy and exquisite.
The oriole flew thousands of miles,
Crying to repay you.
Caoyetipu temple
When the bell rang on the night of Xiao Sacrifice to Yao Village, it was already stormy at Aotou.
There are peaches in the world, but there should be no meat at sea.
Chishui dreams of being fond of elephants, and Cui Hua breaks his tears.
I didn't know that the emperor was stationed in the third house, and he began to wear a dragon robe to the world.
What's more, Feng Yansi geese fly alone and live alone.
Look at it. Autumn is empty. Yao grass is short, chrysanthemum is incomplete, and depression is getting cold. In the curtain, in the moss, who believes in leisure? After the stars move, when the moon is full, the night wind shakes the branches.
More leaky Feng Yansi.
At the beginning of the night, people are close, and dreams are broken. Parrots are asleep, birds are singing, and the cold in the west is not over yet.
Red candle, half a game of chess, painting Hirayama green on the bed. Embroider the lyre,
Before the joy, my eyes filled with tears.
Jiuquanzi Feng Yansi
The clouds are deeper, and the lonely lights in the hall will be next month. Early plum fragrance, residual snow white, heavy night.
Yao hairpin was secretly sung by the fence, and the past was always melancholy. Cold wind, thin clothes, all kinds of hearts.
Que Tazhi Feng Yansi
First frost in the small garden, the grass is short, the leaves are thin and soft, and the melancholy fragrance appears and disappears. I regret that I don't care about autumn every year, and my heart aches like a dream.
The independent barren pool leans towards the sun's shore, and the distant mountains are away from the wall, faintly connected with the sky. I suddenly remembered my singing and dancing partner, and my face was full of tears when I came late.
Zuihuajian
There are countless moonsets in first frost, the courtyards are closed, the bridal chamber people sleep, the tung trees lean on carved eaves, and the golden wells are built from afar.
Knowing that the wind is cold, independence is haggard, leisure is unfinished, people's emotions are unprovoked, and they don't think about it or regret it.