Drinking alone under the moon
Li Bai
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 does not know how to drink, but 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.
The Moon on the 15th of August
Du Fu
The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn!
Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai
Wang Changling
When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the window.
The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful.
How about thousands of miles, the breeze blows Landu.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn Moon
Qi has finished
The sky is blue, cloudless and wet with dew, and the stars are shining brightly.
Don’t be afraid of the rising trend in Donglin, and the world is looking at the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch.
Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-year-old residual wine.
Guan Shan Yue
Li Bai
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.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
Night Thoughts
Li Bai
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night
Liu Fangping
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted towards the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e
Li Shangyin
The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking in the long river.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.
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.
Frost Moon
Li Shangyin
When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chan Juan in the frost in the middle of the moon
There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night
Meng Haoran
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky , moisten with lustrous lotion.
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.
Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Lu Guimeng
The lack of frost has turned late, and the good wind seems to bring good times.
The slanting curtain and the tree are a great distance from each other, and the faint fragrance of the candle lingers as I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South.
Who is the school’s cooling power, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival
Yuan Haowen
The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn.
Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy.
The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven’t seen it until dawn.
Playing with the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th
Liu Yuxi
When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, especially in the Qingqiu fairy mansion.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar.
The clouds* (carriage left and right) were about to move under the stars, and Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the Pavilion on the night of August 15th
Bai Juyi
On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside 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 my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple
Pi Rixiu
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 heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Seeing the Moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Su Shi
Before the bright moon rises high over the mountains, the auspicious light is thousands of feet high and white hair grows.
Before the cup is full, silver surges out, and chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.
Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn’t bear to look at Zhanran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horns and tails are as bright as a dragon and a dragon.
Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.
Who is the boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.
Chase the waves carelessly through twists and turns, go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain. How can the waves* (wind left and right occupy) be strong again when the wind returns?
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse, but when you return and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass is heard when the throat is cold* (insects from above and below).
No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in Nandu, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.
The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.
Climb the tower to look at the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Mi Fu
My eyes are so poor that 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 cassia branches will support the westward wheel.
How bright is the bright moon?
How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains.
I couldn’t sleep due to sadness, so I picked up my clothes and wandered around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early.
Who should I complain to when I am alone and worried when I leave home?
The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
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 will it last forever 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.
Xijiang Moon
Su Shi
I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant and getting drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest. It's already known. The chaotic mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The light waves in the wild are shining, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Returning to the Board of Directors to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet
Wen Tianxiang
Taking advantage of the river folding festival, the clear ice of the boat carrying paintings; raising a glass to the full moon, calling out the fragrant bottles. Green and clean. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, but fortunately the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when we visited Red Cliff. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.
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-fiber horizontal 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, if she has any worries, she should have a beautiful hair.
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 appreciated.
Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.
Autumn Night Moon
Gathering and separation at first. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again.
In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly.
Xiangzun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed.
It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
Qiu Ruixiang Yin
Can’t stay.
Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment.
Colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle, indicating that there are previous incidents.
On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past.
Forbearance and thinking.
Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Towards the Immortal Island and back to the underworld, there is no news from either side.
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.
Looking at the Han Moon
The bright moon, the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle is still lacking.
Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.
It was last year's time at the threshold of the small building.
Thousands of miles away, the clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.
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 the same, the heart is not the same.
Passionate and passionate. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
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 from the throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions, all 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.
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.
Watching the Moon in Qinhuai
Pan Zhiheng
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuwu, I climbed Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. After several glances, the moon was as bright as day, and Li Ji, Jin and Wang, were the only ones to be seen among thousands of people, but the moon couldn't be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it at midnight. At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. As soon as Jin was about to leave, the Qinhuai people said: "Hu Ming didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general will think about it again." He stopped with emotion. Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. The sound of Wu is heard competing on the banks of the Qingxi River, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present Yuan Nu's pearls and colorful girls' flutes, and with their unique tunes are the sounds of green clouds. They are dramas, such as pipa and pearls, which are even more strange. Jue, I regret that I heard about it late and my ears are shallow. I should have abandoned Wu Si and read it again. I ordered him to travel to Wu. The pieces of stone are all willing, but they can be easily flat. A spoon in the sword pond shines like a sea seal. As I threw the pen in the air, the clouds opened and the moon came out, and I suddenly found myself among the tiger hills. Because the song said: "My thoughts are hidden in the clouds. I am born in the moon and die in the wind. Suddenly I feel like I am dreaming and I am waking up. I am thinking about the sea again. , the dragon street is bright and the phoenixes are colorful, and I suddenly come to swim and play, I hope it will not change in the future.
” Ancient poems about rain
1. Don’t worry about leaky houses and wet beds, and like deep streams with deep banks. "Su Xiudaozhong"
2. The spring tide brings rain late. In a hurry, there is no one crossing the river. "Chuzhou West Stream"
3. The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the boat comes out of the willow shade. "Spring Tour on the Lake"
4. Pink butterflies dance across the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up to let out the rain at night. Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"
5. The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cock crows endlessly. "The Book of Songs"
6. Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge-colored, independent in the drizzle. "Cold in Spring"
7. The cold rain is lingering on the river at night, and I see off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright light. "Farewell to Xin Jian in the Furong Tower"
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10. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. "Rain"
12. The time for your return has not yet arrived. The night rain in Bashan fills the autumn pond. Wang Wei. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Mist of Autumn"
14. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are many towers in the mist. "Jiangnan Spring"
15. Seven or eight stars are outside, two or three. In front of the mountain, "Xijiang Moon"
16. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. "Yu Gezi"
17. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. Pedestrians on the road want to die. "Qingming"
18. Autumn wind in the land of hibiscus, dusk rain in Xili Village "Autumn Stay in Xiangjiang River"
19. Ruo Li, green coir raincoat, slanting. There is no need to return in the wind and drizzle. Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"
20. The mountains and rivers are broken by the wind and the catkins are floating, and the life experience is ups and downs. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"
21. Mountain Road Yuan. There is no rain, and people's clothes are wet in the sky. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. "In the Mountains"
22. The water is bright and sunny, but the mountain color is also strange when it is clear and rainy. Su Shi. "
23. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but there is no water in the distance. "Early spring shows the water part"
24. The sky is dark and the wind is blowing, and the rain is falling in eastern Zhejiang. Coming across the river. "Heavy Rain in Youmeitang"
25. The earth is about to start raining frequently, and thousands of grasses and flowers are blooming. "Spring Pastoral"
26. Pond with light rain. See, there is a good wind in my sleeves. "Autumn Thoughts"
27. The morning rain in Weicheng is also light, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. Wang Wei's "Send the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"
28 "Xianyang City East Tower"
29. The drizzle is invisible in wet clothes, and the flowers fall to the ground silently. "Farewell Yan Shiyuan"
30. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze. "One of Two Poems on the Water Threshold to Heart"
31. Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. "Lin'an Spring Rain"
32. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. Tang. Meng Haoran. "Spring Dawn"
33. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into sleep. Lu You of the Song Dynasty. "Wind and Rain on November 4th"
34. One night, light thunder fell on thousands of silk threads, and the jade light was uneven. "Spring Day"
35. The rain hates the clouds, but Jiangnan is still called a beauty. Wang Yucheng's "Red Lips"
36. After the rain, two birds come to occupy the bamboo, and in the deep autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers. "Hokusai After the Rain"
37. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. "Quatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty Ancient poems about snow
1. "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" Modern.*
The scenery of the northern country is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.
The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.
On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.
The country is so beautiful,
It attracts countless heroes to bow down.
I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Tang Zong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.
It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, but let’s look at the present.
2. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan, Song Dynasty
Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold mountains.
3. "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
4. "Snow in Jiangzhou" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The front mountain is covered with new snow, and the weather is sunny and good. Rixi rode out and suddenly felt the intention of Kyoto.
The willows in the city are decorated with flowers, and the eaves are covered with ice.
For a moment, the wind and sun are warm, and everything is falling.
If you don’t get enough rewards by chanting, you can’t sit still and sigh. It's as good as Lingnan, but the atmosphere is not as deep as the ground.
5. "Encountering Snow on the Way to Beijing" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
The road to Qin Jing is far away, and the sky is boundless at the end of the year. It's dark and cloudy, and the mountains and rivers are covered with snow.
The wild geese are lost in the sand, and the hungry crows gather in the wild fields. Ke Chou stood there in the empty air, with no sign of anyone in sight.
6. "Books in the Snow" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The snow is a foot thick, and the clouds are freezing and cold. On the bank of Daze, an isolated city, there are few people and little smoke.
Who can speak when I am angry, but I cannot hold on when I am sad. The emperor's name is Rensheng, and he appoints virtuous people as teachers.
Everything called a jig can be applied to everything from small to large. The Ming court is open and wide, and Caijun is under restraint.
Like the sun and the moon rising, like the luan and the phoenix. Talent will naturally decay, so it is appropriate to discard it.
The northern captives destroyed the pavilion barrier and heard about the Qianli division. Being implicated for a long time, he was afraid of taking a peek.
The minister actually has a long-term strategy, so he can be whipped slowly. If summoned, eat meat and sleep on its skin.
This is a temple matter, but you don’t know it. Words such as "Lu" and "Lu" are always used as traps.
When the business is about to collapse, it is not too late to drink together. Let's think about the warm weather in spring and pour a cup of rice into the jar.
7. "Ode to Snow" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty
The clear field condenses the morning light, and the pretense brings the sunset. The collection of strips is divided into trees and jade, and the waves are reflected in the spring.
The color is sprinkled with powder on the dressing table, and the flowers are floating on the mat. Entering the fan and leaving the box, the remaining parts are bright and clear.
8. "Watching the Snow in the Morning at the Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly it snowed in the forest, and Yaohua bloomed everywhere. This year is the beginning of good weather, and last night brought the return of spring.
The bamboos in front of the windows are jade-rich, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming. At the Zhaiji Temple in the eastern suburbs, you should see the five gods coming.
9. "Response to Snow in the Garden" by Liu Xian of the Tang Dynasty
The dragon entered Wangchun Palace at dawn, just in time for the spring snow to dance in the east wind.
The light of the flowers shines on the astronomical sky, and the cold air disappears in the wine.
10. "Snow in Spring" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
The sound of rustling fir trees and pine trees is heard in the lonely and cold night. The state is poor and sparsely populated, and the mountains and cities are covered with snow.
Looking at the deep valley from the spring pond, the birds are still worried. The open palace is turbulent, but it is better to distinguish the flower branches.
11. "Confronting the Snow" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The snow in the north invades Changsha, and Hu Yun is cold to thousands of families. The leaves are thinned by the wind, and the flowers cannot bloom with the rain.
It is easy to buy wine on credit if the gold bag is empty. No one has exhausted the floating ants, waiting for the dusk crows.
12. "Meeting Zhi in the Snow" by Dou Qun of the Tang Dynasty
The cold light condenses the color of the snow, and Zhi only lives in Fenwei. On the white clouds, I suddenly felt that the golden seal was not there.
The color of the trees is hazy and empty, and the sound of the piano is harmonious. In the morning, I will block the official registration and lie down alone to hang up my court clothes.
13. "Snowflakes Flying" Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian
Hand in hand with the blue clouds, the road is stable, and the sound of the sky calls.
The royal robe and wat were given to the imperial capital in spring.
Where can I forget the wine? The flowers shine on the jade pot.
Returning home, the silk tips are drunk, and the snow dances on the suburban road.
14. "Spring Snow" Tang Dynasty. Han Yu
Watching the snow on the Qing Dynasty, no one sits and sings alone. The flowers are rising lightly, and the ground is warm when they fall.
Already amazed by the song and fan, he also came to dance with him. Leave the secret knots with bamboo baskets, and send long strips with willows.
Entering the mirror, peering into the marsh, walking across the bridge on a horse. The steps are pitiful and the trees are shaking.
The waves of the river welcome the sun, and the wind and hair are flying towards the sky. When you are free, you turn carefully, and when you are anxious, you are suddenly startled.
The city is dangerous and suspicious, and the anvil is cold and has not been pounded. Don't worry about the gloomy scenery, the night will spare you.
15. "Autumn Snow in the South" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
When autumn snow is seen in Nanling, thousands of students are exposed to early cold. In your spare time, you can stop and watch the horses, or roll up the blinds from a high place to watch.
The mist disperses and the branches emerge, and the sun slants and leaves powder behind. It is located on the Qujiang River, reflecting into the clear blue water. Ancient poems about the moon
1. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel. Mi Fu's "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival"
2. The moon on the empty Gusu Terrace is like a mirror reflecting the west sky over the river city. Ouyang Jiong "Jiangchengzi, the grass is flat on the bank of Jinling in the evening"
3. Listening to the mourning people by the moon, the fragrance of the sun is shining. Xie Lingyun's "Entering Penglihukou"
4. When the garrison guests looked at the border towns, they looked back with bitter looks at the thought of returning home. Li Bai's "Moon in the Mountains"
5. Woodcutter and fisherman come and go, who is the master of the wind and moon in the river? Ge Changgeng's "Phoenix Qiwu Green Dark Red Sparse Spring is Dusk"
6. Under the moon, the sky mirror is covered with clouds and sea towers. Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"
7. After returning home after having a full meal, he lies down under the moonlight without taking off his coir raincoat. "Shepherd Boy" by Lu Yan
8. The wind and dew are vast, the shadows of mountains and rivers are turning, and the present and past are desolate. Chen Liang's "A Cluster of Flowers and the Moon in the Hall"
9. The water and moon penetrate the Zen silence, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of Sanskrit. Qian Qi's "Sending the Monk Back to Japan"
10. Whoever comes here to meet the teacher will arrive, a boat with a bright moon and a sail with wind.
Wei Zhuang's "Send Off the Japanese Monk to Honor the Dragon"
11. Pukou flowers greeted him when he came, and he picked them up and sent them home in the first month of the river. "Two Lotus Picking Songs" by Wang Changling
12. The sky is long and the shadows of wild geese are sparse, the moon is setting and the mountains are thin, and it is deserted in late autumn. Guan Hanqing's "Intoxication with the East Wind Chongjiu"
13. If you don't show your kindness, how can you rely on your humble concubine? "The Moon on a High Building" by Cao Zhi
14. The moon shines on the top of the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost is desolate and the wind is blowing into the clothes. Li Qi's "Qin Song"
15. Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. "Spring Palace Song" by Wang Changling
16. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Liu Yuxi's "Playing with the Moon in the Taoyuan on August 15th"
17. How many winds are blowing before and under the moon, meandering to the ends of the world, and the dreams of the soul are also desolate. Ge Changgeng's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou River on the Spring Mountains Far Away"
18. Zigui's cry breaks the moon of the city tower, and the painted boat carries the music and songs at dawn. Li Shizhong's "Bodhisattva Barbarian Gui Cries and Breaks the Moon on the City Tower"
19. The towers above the city are high and I lean on them. I wish my body could be like a moon pavilion and accompany you thousands of miles away. Zhang Xian's "Jiangnan Liu Sui Diyuan"
20. The moon in front of the Yellow Crane Tower was white, and a guest from Emei was suddenly seen in it. Li Bai's "The Moon Song of Mount Emei Sends Shu Monk Yan to Beijing"
21. The moonlight is like a water cage made of incense, and the golden ring is broken and the door is first closed. Sun Guangxian's "The Bodhisattva's moonlight is like a water cage with incense"
22. If you don't know the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate. Li Bai's "Gu Lang Yue Xing"
23. The flowers and the moon are blurred, and there is no desire to look at them through the window. Yang Ji's "The Moon Outside the Crystal Curtain of the Bodhisattva"
24. The late morning wind blows away the snow at midnight, but the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon. Nalan Xingde's "The wind blows away the snow at midnight"
25. The wind blows, the dew drops drop, and the moon shines with uneven shadows. Shen Yue's "Ying Bamboo in Front of the Eaves"
26. Since the past, beauties have often had a bad life, but in the past, they have been sad. Xin Qiji "Congratulations to the Bridegroom and Farewell to Du Shugao with the Preceding Rhyme"
27. The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the roots are scattered to form a nine-autumn pendant. Bai Juyi's "Feelings at the Moon"
28. The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the boats on the riverside are like the moon. Meng Haoran's "Autumn Climb Orchid Mountain and Send Five Pieces"
29. After the flowers fall behind the door and spring has gone, the window shows the waning moon when you wake up from alcohol. "Song of Sorrow" by Shi Xiang
30. Chu Ke wants to hear Yao Se's complaint, late at night in Xiaoxiang when the moon is bright. Liu Yuxi's "The Bamboo Branches of Xiaoxiang God"
31. The clouds are about to move under the stars, and the muscles and bones are cold with the sound of Tianle. Liu Yuxi's "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the Night of August 15th"
32. The lake and the moon are in harmony, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished. Liu Yuxi's "Looking at the Dongting"
33. I would like to follow the shadow of the lonely moon and shine in Fubo Camp. Shen Ruyun's "One of Two Poems on Boudoir's Resentment"
34. From the foot of Bishan Mountain at dusk, the mountain moon follows people back home. Li Bai's "Going down Zhongnan Mountain and passing Husi Mountain, where people stay and buy wine"
35. But after the banquet, Qing'e dispersed, and the moon was half-slanted above the Yangtze River. Wei Zhuang's "Night Banquet with Xiang Zhongtang of Jinling Mansion"
36. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts. Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du"
37. The moon is full again in autumn, and the city tower is full of weight at night. Dai Shulun's "A Guest Night with Old Friends"
38. The dream surrounds the moon in the border city, and my heart flies to the tower of my hometown. Li Bai's "Early Autumn in Taiyuan"
39. The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the clams. Mi Fu's "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival"
40. The sound of wild geese is far away from Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines brightly on the twelfth floor. Wen Tingyun's "The Resentment of Yao Se"
41. Immediately left the soul clothes and shed tears. Cheng Gai's "Acacia-like moon hangs in the frosty forest and is about to fall"
42. Except for the moon in the sky, no one knows about it. Wei Zhuang's "Nvguanzi April 17"
43. The moon is dewed between the pines, and the clear light is still like a king. Chang Jian's "Su Wang Changling Resides in Seclusion"
44. Where are the boats painted tonight? The tide is flat and the moon is hazy. Xuchang's picture "Linjiang Fairy Drinks and Disperses in the Pavilion and Goes to the West"
45. Reminiscent of each other after a night, I don't know whether the two places are cloudy or sunny. Bai Juyi's "Moon in Jianglou"
46. The clouds protecting the moon are light, and the tender ice is still thin. Xin Qiji's "Auspicious Crane Immortal Fu Mei"
47. The moon in the south of the Yangtze River fills the west tower in the clear night. Wang Qi's "Looking at the Moon in the South of the Yangtze River"
48. The dawn moon temporarily flies high in the trees, and the autumn river is separated by several peaks to the west. Han Hong's "Su Shiyi Mountain"
49. A night of lovesickness, the waterside is clear and shallow, and the branches are thin. Chen Liang's "Red Lips and Ode to the Plum Moon"
50. The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay, and the mountains in the middle of the country can be seen in the mirror. Dai Shulun's "Song of Lanxi River"
51. The stars are shining out, and the pavilions are facing the new moon. Jiang Zong's "Poetry of Looking at the Mountain Lamp at Night in Sanshan Hall"
52. The scenery is like drunken smoke, like a sad moon with dew. Cui Hu's "Willows by the Water in May"
53. Willows crow in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and pear blossoms break with the moon. Chen Liang's "Poppy Poppies Swinging in the East Wind and the Light Clouds"
54. The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor. Su Shi's "Begonia Dongfeng Wurling in Chongguang"
55. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are no longer a dream yesterday, but the autumn scenery is like this in the blink of an eye. Wen Zhengming's "Niannujiao to the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival"
56. Hard work pities the moon in the sky the most, it is like a ring in the past, and it is like a jue in the past.
Nalan Xingde's "Die Lian Hua works hard and pities the moon in the sky the most"
57. Where between the eyebrows is the moon like a hook? . Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sand Rain Breaks and Wutong Tears Grow"
58. I have been silent for half a day, but the sound of bamboo and the crescent moon are still the same as before. Li Yu's "The Poppy Wind Returns to the Green Small Courtyard"
59. A moment in the spring night is worth a thousand gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Su Shi's "A Moment of a Spring Night Is Worth a Thousand Gold"
60. Life is like a dream, and a statue is like a moon in the river. Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
61. Where is the hometown in the northwest? The moon is full in the southeast. Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
62. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Su Shi's "A Big Dream of Xijiang Moon"
63. The sound of chickens sounds in the moonlight in Maodian, and the frost in Banqiao is frost. Wen Tingyun's "Morning Journey to Shangshan"
64. There are only two rows of low-flying geese, knowing that people are leaning on them and painting the moon on the building. Fan Chengda's "Frost Sky and Dawn Horned Plum"
65. It's Spring Festival Gala again in West Lake, with orioles singing in the water and trees. Zhong Shu's "Complaining of Heartfelt Love on Baoyue Mountain"
66. Upstairs, desire rests at dusk, and the moon is like a hook across the jade staircase. Li Shangyin's "One of Two Poems as a Gift"
67. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost. Li Shangyin's "Seeing Plum Blossoms in Fufengjie in Mid-November"
68. Waiting for the bright moon with a great song, I have forgotten my love after the song is over. Li Bai's "Spring Drunkenness"
69. The heart will be smoked and scorched, and the chanting will be accompanied by cold insects. He Zhu's "Sorrow for the Wind and Moon"
70. The dew is wet, the clear flowers are fragrant in the spring palace, and the moonlight song is blowing in the Zhaoyang. Li Yi's "Palace Resentment"
71. When I was at the Badong Three Gorges, I looked at the bright moon in the west and recalled Emei.
Li Bai's "Mount Emei's Moon Song Sends Shu Monk Yan to Beijing"