No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with some familiar poems. Different poems have different language styles, characteristics and skills. So what kind of poem is a good poem? The following is my collection of modern poems about Mid-Autumn Festival. Welcome to read the collection.
Modern Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival 1 Another upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival,
Once again, deep sigh!
Wanderers are still wandering around,
Parents are still waiting at home. ...
The sea carries our thoughts,
Oil derricks rely on our strength.
Looking back on the classroom ten years ago,
I am a student of my parents.
After only ten years of visiting,
My parents just have gray temples.
Parents are on the podium,
Full of wisdom.
With an affectionate eye,
Sent away the last batch of flying eagles spreading their wings.
We fight in the vast sky,
Now it has thrived.
We will plant the red flag of victory,
Stand on the oil platform and fly high.
Countless nights,
My mind is full of thoughts about my parents.
The voice on the phone is still so kind,
Their eager smiles appeared in front of them.
Although we live far away,
We have the same brilliant moonlight.
Modern Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival 2 The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is on my left.
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is on my right.
My lover and I are in the moonlight of flute.
Big-tailed sheep in Husgula Ranch
Fresh fish in Haragaitu and library crabs salvaged today.
And the wild peony in the spring textbook.
Dedicate a lamp to the beautiful moon.
The Uragai River and the Sayleji River are like blue streamers.
The rolling hills are overgrown with weeds.
On the devil's road, there are footprints of grass carts, antelopes and roe deer.
I took a nap here with my lover and waterfowl.
The motherland is as close as the mother who lives in my dream.
A new idea of taking the road of loyalty
Noisy on the green sandbar
The moonlight is really bright today.
My love is like a rainbow after rain, leaning on the border of the motherland.
Modern Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival 3 Mid-Autumn Festival
Author: Light up the mountains and rivers
When I was young.
Mid-Autumn Festival is like a hazy picture.
Mother sat with her back against the jujube tree in the yard.
I ate moon cakes and snuggled up in my mother's arms.
In the moonlight
I can't read my mother's feelings.
My mother is familiar with the joy in my heart.
When I was at school
Mid-Autumn Festival is like a homesick class.
In the clear moonlight.
Sing Li Bai's poems
Loneliness in Guanghan Palace
It grows stronger every year.
It's getting deeper every year.
After taking part in the work
Mid-Autumn Festival is like a returning ship.
Time carries thoughts.
By the tenderness of moonlight
Go back to your hometown to find your parents.
A glass of aged wine
Pour out the sadness and hardships all the way.
Air Mata Iboe
Warm my tired heart
Mid-autumn festival this year
I am in another country.
Mid-Autumn Festival is like a grateful movie.
Moonlight makes the road of missing long and wide.
I saw my parents' worries about staring out of the window.
I saw a paper crane blessed by my wife and children hanging in the night sky.
I saw a friend, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, singing about the heroism and joy of wine.
See the hurried footsteps on the road.
Carry a bag
By moonlight
I see a lot. ...
Scene after scene
A story about Mid-Autumn Festival
Modern Mid-Autumn Poems 4 Childlike Hearts —— Mid-Autumn Festival for Compatriots on Both Sides of the Taiwan Strait Author: Shen Qi 'an
A childlike innocence
No distance
Love others
Just don't give up on yourself.
Deep in the universe
If there is love.
The two ends of the sun
It must be a draw.
Two dreams
You dreamed about the cowherd.
I dreamed of the Weaver Girl.
Polar ice
How come?
Cardiac accumulation
The modern poem 5 of Mid-Autumn Festival revolves around a long river bank.
Looking for the footprints we walked together.
The moon is hidden in the clouds.
I keep you in my heart.
The long river banks are getting shorter and shorter.
With you by my side, it's getting closer and closer.
When the breeze blows
Your breath is all the way.
The moon hidden in the sky
It is said that you can send lovesickness thousands of miles away.
It's just that I dare not look at the stars all over the sky.
Shout out your name.
On the fifteenth day, the moon is sixteen laps.
Dear people
I can sleep with you tonight.
Where shall I put you tomorrow?
Mid-Autumn Festival Modern Poetry 6. Wide, cold, clear and withered. The butterfly in the world of mortals dreams, whispers.
Maple and chrysanthemum warm and pity the four tides of the world.
The white hair at the table still hates lovesickness in the night mirror.
Dare I ask what the old woman thinks?
On the Mid-Autumn Festival cloud, Su E is worried about the world and the moon.
Smile and raise your glass. Love never stays in the mirror.
WU GANG didn't mean to hurt her bosom friend Chang 'e, but she had the heart to recall the past.
Gong Guang looks forward to lovesickness but looks forward to the beauty of the world.
Wandering around the full moon and returning to Italy, it happened that the kiss left red in the evening.
A bright moon reflects the wine in half a year.
The piano in the jade garden is drunk, the curtains are rolled, and the songs and dances are charming.
Dare to ask your majesty, where is the bright moon today?
The bright moon shines affectionately in the cloister, prompting beautiful people to admire the small window.
Laugh a few times when you miss each other, cover your worries and paint red makeup.
You can't send flowers at this time of year.
The festival is complete and everything goes well.
In this life, your grace is still endless, and your dreams are still unfinished.
It is difficult for two butterflies to enjoy the lonely moon and moonlight.
The moon is lovesick and lonely, and the old tree is a bosom friend.
Friends often come to visit, and the moon shines alone.
Several people were shivering with cold by the rising sun and bright moon tide in Xijiang River.
I would like to miss you with running water, just like seeing the face of an old friend in Tao Tao.
Chun Qing went to the autumn moon to warm her bosom friend this morning.
I don't envy Zhuo Wenjun in my life. I want to spice up the butterflies in the morning.
Love and friendship, remember the ink on the desk.
The Mid-Autumn Moon is warm and the clouds are warm, and the flowers wither in the following year.
I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Middle age is precious,
The beauty of autumn is intoxicating.
Sit by the lake for a while,
All passers-by are predecessors.
I wish you all happiness,
As happy as an old turtle in the East China Sea.
All the big winds and waves broke through,
Everyone uses their glasses.
Step by step is common sense.
The higher the price, the higher the price.
Whip the horse in quickly,
Willing to talk about golden stamens.
Wan is very happy,
Everything is relaxed and not tired.
Like the swan goose in the beginning,
Will go straight back and forth.
Modern Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival 8 1
The moon in the water
The moon in the sky
The moon in the sky is in the water.
The moon in the water is in the sky.
Look down at the water.
look into the sky
Look at the moon
homesickness
One is in the water
One in the sky
2
A clean dream like yours.
transitory
You are desperate to invest.
An untouchable abyss of life.
Even if the moon is willing to accept your betrayal.
And loneliness to accompany you for thousands of years.
Why are towering mountains?
I can't carry heavy chains on your shoulders.
Did you get blown away?
A beautiful faint voice
In thousands of performances,
live forever
three
Moon rises
The sound of a carving returning to the nest.
There are fish jumping out of blue light.
There is a piano playing an old legend.
I don't know whose eyes.
Fall on the birch tree and blink.
Show wisdom and detachment
night
But throw it on the moon.
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night.
Those posted on the window
Grandma cut off the window grilles.
Wrapped in ice flowers
In my dream
It melted.
four
My mind is round.
The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival in August
It is also the brightest and roundest.
No matter how high the mountain is, how wide the sea is.
The whole world can see it.
On such a night.
What do you think?
My mind is round.
Watermelon and apple are round.
People who are reunited are happy.
It is painful to be divided into flesh and blood.
People who miss their loved ones
Look at the bright moon in the sky
Who can swallow moon cakes?
five
If this is a breakup.
In my young heart
Can I forgive you?
Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.
Youth can forgive years for erasing her.
Crickets no longer make sounds.
Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.
The last rain wet the wild roses.
Will you sit under the moon?
Hear me sing
Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.
Fly over the lake
Fly to the full moon
six
The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival in August
Is the brightest and roundest
Moon rises
Sprinkle a piece of silver ash
Zhu Shaoshang
The homing bird sleeps quietly.
In the pond.
The fish jumped out of the blue light.
The moon in the water
The moon in the sky
The moon in the sky is in the water.
The moon in the water is in the sky.
People gathered at the table.
Share round moon cakes.
Grapefruit is so cute.
Osmanthus fragrans in August began to smell sweet.
Add a joy to the reunion.
The piano is melodious.
Sing a family reunion.
seven
The moon is round in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Harmonious autumn wind sends blessings.
Mooncakes mean missing,
Families in China get together to celebrate.
Overseas children miss their hometown,
The moon is very bright in festivals.
The Chinese nation is rising.
The motherland is thriving.
Back to the autumn wind blowing across the strait,
The reunion of flesh and blood is a wish.
Cantonese moon cakes were sent to Tainan.
The two sides of the strait have a dream.
The country is rich and strong, and has self-esteem.
Peace, unity and family harmony.
Mid-Autumn moon cakes are round and sweet.
Prosperity and happiness will last forever.
eight
People go, too.
Never received a letter from anyone.
Let me look forward to the sky and moon.
Looking out the window
There are still circles and gaps.
Why? you and I
Without it, it is difficult to circle.
What a thin lover
Why did I bow?
I miss the moon alone every night.
It is Mid-Autumn Festival again.
Alone in the attic
Raise the melancholy wine.
Zuiyan invited Chang 'e.
Chang 'e is thousands of miles away from me.
Although this is impossible.
But the moon is bright.
Yiren is thousands of miles away from me.
I don't know east, west, north and south
Forget to wear autumn water every year
I haven't seen anyone at the age of one.
What a thin lover
How many times has the moon been round?
I can't see you once.
Do you know that?/You know what?
Drink to drown one's sorrows.
Losing people for Iraq.
Look in the mirror
inch by inch
It's all acacia tears.
nine
There is still more than a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
You can see the shadow of moon cakes in the street.
Chewing moon cakes with the fragrance of apricot blossom building.
Taste Mid-Autumn Festival
Imagine the hurried footsteps of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Arouse a bright moon hanging in the sky
Flash,
Memories of childhood surfaced.
The moon goes, so do I.
The mind moves with the moon.
Run out of valleys and villages.
The moonlight in the city is round and beautiful.
The legend in the Moon Palace has been on all the time.
Come back when the Mid-Autumn Festival is over.
Send thoughts to distant relatives.
10
Autumn moon shines on the earth.
It also lit up the late corn in front of the house.
Everyone in the city raised their glasses to enjoy the moon.
Most people in rural areas are harvesting late-maturing corn.
I lament the helplessness of this Mid-Autumn Festival.
Be busy and don't relax.
Chang 'e looked at the jade rabbit in her arms.
Sprinkle a touch of brilliance on the earth.
The beard of corn is particularly conspicuous.
The golden corn sparkled.
Violent flying insects entangled in the body.
Crickets admit the desolation of the night.
Sitting on a corn pile
Taste the fragrance of moon cakes.
What a different taste.
Into a wall of iron and steel.
Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry 9 Without you by my side all my life.
Like a blue sky, the clouds there have lost their sustenance.
My heart, if you can turn a blind eye.
How should I face the long night?
Mid-Autumn Festival is the roundest month of the year.
But at this moment?
I don't think about it.
This life is not a good night.
Where will the bright moon see next year?
Tonight, the moonlight is very bright and people are watching it.
Whose heart will the longing for autumn fall on?
Every dream has a sober day.
Every love always has a difficult relationship.
Even if I have no regrets.
Who knows if I can let you look at me again?
tell me
Do you really mean to change?
All past events
No more lingering.
tell me
There is no such thing as forever in this world.
So I can admit
Really without you by my side.
Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry +65438+ Missing the Moon
You were there at the full moon.
The moonlight is like jade, with you.
You are still in the jump of the moon on the sea.
Since I met you, everything in the world is like you.
Wherever the moonlight shines, you are there.
I danced and spun in the moonlight.
I lit a cigarette in the moonlight.
I draw you in the moonlight.
I sing emotionally under the moon alone.
The surface of the moon
Every day has a new look.
Unlike my wrinkled eyebrows.
Unlike my blurred eyes.
I just miss it.
Come on, come to the moonlight.
Embrace the wind blowing from the sea
You miss me.
I want to show the moon.
Please let it shine in the brightest night.
Give us our deepest blessing.
When we all look up at the blue sky
Is the deepest attachment to each other
Lonely jade rabbit, cold palace
Who wouldn't regret using the elixir alone?
I just want you to warm your lips.
Soothe my anxiety and accompany me to sleep.
Every time I wake up,
All I can think about is you.
Ever since I met you.
I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you.
Modern Poetry of Mid-Autumn Festival 1 1 Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival
In the west.
Looking at the distant footsteps of Xia Yun.
Through ancient legends
A bright light illuminates the lush years.
The moonlight reflected a lonely figure.
Stars twinkling all over the sky
Watch the full moon on Mid-Autumn Festival.
A heart of prayer
Rise in the hearts of vagrants
Dream of the earth
Stretching in Taibai and Dongpo dictionaries
In the thought of decorating Chang 'e every night
Will a wandering heart
On the Mid-Autumn Festival.
the mid autumn moon
Indulge in traveling thousands of miles
A distant longing heart
Go back to the person you love.
Hidden in parents' tears
Immersed in the confrontation of brothers' glasses
Printed in people's hearts.
Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon is bright and beautiful.
Give people the scent of cinnamon.
Bring people long-term expectations.
Give people a wonderful and unforgettable time.
Quiet moon palace
Zhang cut the rafters.
Accompany the beautiful Chang 'e.
The idyllic beauty of Fairy Palace.
The countryside of heaven is fascinating.
The diligent Jade Rabbit in the Heavenly Palace
Mashing drug
Cure the depression and sadness in the world.
People come out of the shadow of anxiety.
Towards a warm golden yellow
Years are like moonlight.
Spring breeze is full of peace.
From the distant galaxy to heaven.
Gorgeous rainbow Jinqiao Feijia
Busy for a happy life.
Tiangongque
Ying Ge Huang
The fairies are beautiful and people are happy.
Mid-autumn moon, beautiful and bright light.
Good luck and long life.
Every year is a happy person.
* * * Have an unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival together.
* * * bathed in the beautiful moonlight.
Silver moonlight
Stabilize people's mentality.
Bright moon
Filled with the intoxicating smell of moon cakes.
The glittering and translucent and beautiful moon
Floating for nine days
A leisurely canoe
Carrying people's best wishes
Carrying people's happiness.
Sailing in the boundless sky
Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry 12 "Running to the Moon"
Shu Ting
A spring dream as clean as you.
It's fleeting
You are desperate to invest.
The untouchable source of life
Even if the moon is willing to accept your betrayal.
And loneliness to accompany you for thousands of years.
Why are towering mountains?
I can't bear heavy shackles for you.
Did you get blown away?
A beautiful faint voice
Immortality through thousands of performances.
The modern Mid-Autumn Festival poem 13 is really mature and full of harvest, and the joy in my heart overflows.
The fields in Shan Ye are filled with sweet fragrance, and laughter fills the valleys and fields like silver.
The noisy voices gathered into a chorus, and people came and went to pick and choose.
Tits are jumping, singing and flying, and Phnom Penh is sorted and put into storage.
By the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright outside, and the comfortable feeling should be rewarded by Yuchan.
Visit relatives and friends, convey greetings of harvest, and raise a glass to celebrate auspicious harvest and prosperity.
Happy scene, without any unpleasant desolation.
The sky is crisp and the water is clean, quiet and clear.
Looking at the top of the mountain, you can feel the beautiful scenery and a gust of wind is more comfortable.
Xiayun is magnificent, long and wide, and the flute turns with the setting sun.
Birds are flying in full swing and can't see melancholy and sadness.
Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry 14 Childhood
The Mid-Autumn Moon is a cake made by my mother.
The soft light
Very light, but very thick.
grow up to an adult
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is the smiling face of lovers.
That shy expectation
Affectionate, but deep.
After marriage
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is a child's eyes.
Those clear eyes
Perfect but dreamy.
To middle age
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is a homesick complex.
That distant homesickness
Weak, but deep
Modern Mid-Autumn Poetry 15 is another Mid-Autumn Night.
The moon hangs quietly on the horizon.
I looked at the moon,
She seems to be telling me her wish.
Moonlight is like water,
Sprinkle all over the sky
My mood,
A thousand ideas.
On a moonlit night,
Very beautiful.
On a moonlit night,
With soft thoughts.
The moon in the sky,
As if with blessings.
I can't get rid of my thoughts.
He has a smile on his face.
A kind of happiness,
A kind of sadness,
Air collision.
It hit me deep inside.
A kind of tenderness,
A sweet,
Ripple in my heart.
There is a love that will never change,
The footsteps of years have carved love in my heart.
No matter the seas run dry and the rocks crumble,
Love remains the same.
The moonlight is fading,
Blinking,
I have two tears hanging on my cheeks.
There is a kind of love,
Never get rid of the fetters of life.
Past events floated before my eyes like smoke.
Nostalgia, lingering, missing, a long time ago.
Desire, love, expectation, desire.
I wish you all the best, just to remember ChanJuan forever.
I wish you, just for the same homesickness.
I bless you, only for that love that is more than water.
I bless you only for the expectation that it is hotter than fire.