Thirteen ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
one
Li Bai: Night thoughts
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
two
Liu: Moonlit night.
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Li Shangyin: Chang 'e
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
three
(Tang) Lipu: Mid-Autumn Festival
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;
Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
four
Zhang Jiuling: Full Moon Philip Burkart.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
five
Li Shangyin: Frost Moon
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
six
Meng Haoran: I am pregnant under the autumn night and the moon.
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
seven
Lu Guimeng: Appreciating the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
eight
Yuan Haowen: Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
nine
Liu Yuxi: Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th.
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Feng Yun can't afford anything,