Poetry at the beginning of the night

Poetry at the beginning of the night

Jathyapple stepped onto the altar, singing in the breeze.

I am very happy to meet someone, and I still sit alone at night.

Late at night, on Peng Ya Road, the moon shines on Baishui Mountain.

Late at night after the battlefield, the cold moon shines on the bones.

At night, the mirror is clear, and the poor dust buries the green.

Smell the autumn sound at night and blow the silence.

White fish sail a lotus boat and travel ten miles at night.

Sophora japonica fell in the rain at night and lay cool under the north porch.

Her jade-white stairs were cold with dew, and her silk soles were wet. She stayed there for so long.

Swimming at the South Pier in the morning and resting at the East Temple in the evening.

The southeast moon is in the sky and the night is long.

Send master Cui a book at night, you are lonely and sleepless.

Sign the pavilion at night and get off the boat to Guangling.

Lying in the moonlight at night, watching the smoke on the river.

In the depths of the night hall, there are endless silver candles.

At the beginning of the night snow, wheat looks forward to it.

When sleeping soundly at night, the light is short and the screen is deep.

The oblique shadow turns to the east fence, and the night is cool and lingering.

The night sky is opposite. I feel lonely.

& lt plays a Yuan Zhen > Ouyang Xiu/I heard that the geese were homesick at night and fell ill during the New Year.

& lt Stay in Yueyang > Ouyang Xiu/Jiang Yue shines in the middle of the night, and the water man Song Yue returns.

The moonlight in jathyapple is deeper than half a house, and Beidou is weak and oblique to the south.

The night longs for changeable knowledge? In early spring, I was dyed by acacia.

Late at night, the moon crossed the female wall, and I looked at Huaishui sadly.

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and all the leaves are hate.

One rainy night, I wrote to a friend in the north, asking you that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening.

I heard about blowing sheng at night, and you heard about it for five nights after a thousand years.