1. Poems describing the moon and stars
Moon:
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows. ----Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon"
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.----Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
< p> Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook----------"Happy Meeting" by Li YuThe bright moon was frightened by the magpies, and the cicadas were chirping in the breeze in the middle of the night. ----------Xin Qiji's "Moon over the Xijiang River"
The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty passed through the Han Dynasty, and the people of the long march of thousands of miles have not yet returned----------Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress"
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is difficult to solve this problem in ancient times----------Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. , When will the bright moon shine on me again----------Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou"
The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost, and the river maple, fishing fire, and melancholy are facing each other------- ---Zhang Ji "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge"
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world ***At this time----------Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
The sky is open and the trees are low, the clear moon on the river is close to the people----------Meng Haoran's "Staying on the Jiande River"
In the morning mirror, but the clouds on the temples have changed, should I feel the cold moonlight when I sing at night? ----------Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
There is no goose foot in the hometown book, only the crescent moon is visible. ——Wang Wei
The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu
Stars:
Autumn Evening Du Mu
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.
The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
Thank you for the emperor's kindness Zhou Zizhi
The waning moon hangs on the saddle, and the road is long and winding around mountains. I only support the cold mink and offend the frost. By the water and under the forest, how much do you live up to in this life? The stars are all over the temples, because who has them? It’s better to make one, short of the rainforest and long for fishing. Call for light gulls to accompany you as you grow old. Thinking is also better than looking at people's brows, eyes and brains. The world is just a dream, when will it be?
Traveling to Sanjue Mountain, Qi Ji
The road is filled with white stones, and the road is full of obstacles. The solitary peak stands like a pavilion, and thousands of trees cover the starry sky.
The world's opinions change at any time, but the Zen concept remains the same throughout the ages. It's a good night and my eyes are dark, and the sea and sun are red above the window.
There are many, many more, so I won’t list them all. 2. Ancient poems about lovesickness by the moon and stars
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: There are no wild geese's feet in the hometown book, but only the crescent moon's eyebrows.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, The bright moon on the sea and the rising tide
Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty: The four marshes are full of spring and autumn, there are many strange peaks in the summer clouds, the moon shines brightly in autumn, and the solitary pine trees are beautiful in the winter mountains.
Li He of the Tang Dynasty : The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty: The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: The autumn moon in Dongting was born in the center of the lake, creating waves. Tens of thousands of pours are like molten gold.
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: When you see the bright moon, you should shed tears. One night, your hometown feels the same.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? ? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life has been endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar every year.
Qing Dynasty Xiao Shi: The Liaohai Sea swallows the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains.
Tang Dynasty Du Fu: Dew from tonight White, the moon is the brightness of my hometown.
Zhang Huiyan of the Qing Dynasty: Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always missing each other. Since spring has come, I don’t know it.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: A cloud in the sky* **Far away, the moon is alone in the eternal night
Liang Zhangju of the Qing Dynasty: The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers near are all sentimental.
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: The new moon is like a beautiful woman, when she first sets out to sea Coloring.
Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty: On the top of the willow branches on the moon, people meet after dusk.
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.——Zhang Jiuling
< p> The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. - Li BaiI sing to the moon, and my dancing shadows are scattered. - Li Bai
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and its luster is moistened with dew. - Meng Haoran
When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. - Li Bai 3. Poems describing the moon and stars
A poem about the moon in Su Shi's "Shui Diao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, When I was drunk and drunk, I wrote this article, and when did the bright moon come to conceive a child? Ask the sky for wine.
I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited 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 hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant and getting drunk.
I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.
The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. 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 a stream of wind and moon cannot teach Qiong Yao to be crushed. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again.
In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed.
It stirs up old sorrows endlessly. "Back to Dong Tiju Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Initiation" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water.
Worship the fallen 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.
The rewards are paid by the straw, and the heirs are clothed in rounds. [Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower 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 curling in the 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, the desire is still lacking.
If it is a long and round night like this, the favor may not be the same as farewell. Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.
The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained. Time rushes by, the fragrant orchids rest, 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 old traces.
Forbearance and thinking. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Towards the Immortal Island and on the road to the underworld, there is no news about either. Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold.
Carrying silver on his back, he falls asleep alone in the pavilion. He is surrounded by heavy quilts, drunk and still silent. Time passes by again and again, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow.
Thinking secretly and reminiscing about old times, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I wanted to throw fruit to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time.
The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the deities of gods and immortals. At the end of the night, the scene became even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks.
The jade hairpins are scattered all over the sky, and this joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). 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, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, 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.
The wall is about to be opened, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time. Little did he know that famous officials would be detained and detained, and their charm would be reduced over the years.
Look at 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 season 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. The partridge sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind.
A bright moon hangs above the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, even though our hearts are still in the same bed.
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 enveloped in light smoke, and the light of the toad is washed through the wind.
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. There is more leakage in the throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions are arising, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching. Sometimes at night, Ming Ming rests on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dark, I wake up from the wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again. Come to sleep and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of hopeless feelings.
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.
A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants.
Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I feel sad about the past.
In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
[Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month of the month, and the night is as cool as a wash. The wind is blowing, my eyebrows are cold and my bones are cold, 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 frost is all over the ground, 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 moonlight clouds came and went. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were no longer a dream yesterday, but the autumn scenery is like this in the blink of an eye.
The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching. A message to my husband and wife, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.
"Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I climbed up 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 in the middle of the night. At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. Jin Yi was about to leave. The Qinhuai people said: "Hu Yao didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. He will think about it again."
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On the banks of the Qingqing River, Wu sounds are heard competingly, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present Yuan Nu’s pearls and colorful girl’s flute. Along with its unique tunes, there are the sounds of green clouds. It is a drama, such as pipa, The pearl is even more amazing. I regret that I heard about it late and amused my ears. It should be that Wu Si was discarded and Hu Yi took it back. He ordered me to travel to Wu. The pieces of stone are all willing, but the middle is difficult to level. A spoon in the sword pool is like the sea. The seal is shining. When I throw the pen in the air, the clouds open and the moon rises, and I feel like I am in the tiger hill. Because the song says: "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 waking up." I also think about Yinghai, the dragon street is bright and colorful, and suddenly I am swimming here to play, I hope nothing will change in the future.
" Ode to the Moon and Poems to Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" I wrote this poem on the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, when I was drunk and drunk, and when did the bright moon come to conceive a child? I asked the wine to the sky. I don't know whether the palace in the sky is tonight. What year? I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high place.
I dance to clear the shadows, how can I turn around in the red pavilion and look down at the house without sleep? There should be hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to achieve in the past.
I hope that people will live long and live happily together. Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon". "I was walking in Qishui on a spring night in Huangzhou. I passed by a restaurant and got drunk. I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream. I undressed and bent my arms. I lay down drunk for a while. It's dawn. The mountains are surrounded by mountains and the flowing water is sonorous.
This is a bridge pillar. 4. What are the ancient poems about the moon, the sun and the stars?
Poems about the Moon:
Song of the Dusk River
Bai Juyi
A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor Jiu. On the night of the third day of the lunar month, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Leaving the Fortress
Wang Changling
The moon is bright in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty is closed, and the people who have marched thousands of miles have not returned. >
But the flying general of Longcheng is here, and he will not teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountain
Parking the boat on Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Jingkou Guazhou is a river. Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Li He
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
Walking fast in the clear autumn.
Zhang Ji.
The moon is setting and the sky is filled with crows and frost. Jiang Feng and the fisherman are sleeping in sorrow.
Outside the city of Suzhou, the bell rings at the passenger ship.
Dejiang
Meng Haoran
Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the sun sets and the guests feel sad.
The sky is wide and the trees are low, and the moon is clear over the river.
Touring Shanxi Village
Lu You
Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in the good years there are plenty of chickens and dolphins.
There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and the flowers are bright and clear. A village.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains.
From now on, if you can take a leisurely stroll in the moon, the pillars and sticks will knock on the door all the time.
< p> Poems describing the sun:Staying at Furong Mountain in the Snow
Liu Changqing
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
Recalling Jiangnan
Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
I am familiar with the scenery.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire.
When spring comes, the water on the river is as green as blue.
I can’t forget Jiangnan.
Wanglu Mountain Waterfall
Li Bai
Purple smoke rises from the incense burner in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream plummets down three thousand feet, which is suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky.
Like Meng Ling
Li Qingzhao
I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back.
Returning to the boat late after having fun, accidentally Into the depths of the lotus root.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
Climbing Feilai Peak
Wang Anshi
Climbing the Qianxun Pagoda on Feilai Mountain, I heard the rooster crow and saw the sun rising.
Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.
Farewell
Wang Wei
Farewell to each other in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
The spring grass is green every year, and the king and grandson will never return.
Spring Day
Zhu Xi
The beautiful day brings beauty to the shores of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.
Poems describing the stars:
Inscribed on Wu Yi
Qi Jiguang
A sword across the sky to fight against the cold stars, and he followed Pingbei to conquer the barbarians .
He found the title of Marquis in his year, and wanted to learn from Youren to live in this mountain.
Chinese Valentine's Day
Du Mu
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the fireflies.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water. I lie down and watch Altair and Vega.
Geshu Ge
The West
The Big Dipper is high, Geshu carries a knife at night.
I haven’t dared to cross Lintao even after seeing the horses.
Stay overnight in the mountain temple
Li Bai
The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.
Don’t dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens.
Shangyuan Banquet
Su Shi
The pale moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense from the imperial furnace.
The courtier stands in the Tongming Hall, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor.
Chang'e
Li Shangyin
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the dawn stars are gradually setting in the Yangtze River.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Tanka
Cao Cao
How about drinking and singing?
For example, morning dew will make you suffer more every day.
Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable.
The only solution to worries is Du Kang.
Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely.
But for the sake of you, I still ponder it.
The deer roars, eating apples in the wild.
I have a guest who plays the drum, harp and sheng.
It's as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off?
Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be.
Chatting and having a banquet, remembering old kindness.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.
Walking around the tree three times, where is the branch to lean on?
The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.
When Duke Zhou spits out food, the world returns to its heart.
Willow Branches
Bai Juyi
A tree withered and clumped into the soil,
A twin forest blooms in the sky.
It is certain that in the future astronomy,
Two stars will be added to the willow light. 5. What are the ancient poems about the moon, the sun, and the stars?
The moon: Wang Changling's sentence: It's a lucky hot spring day, and it's the first month of the frosty month.
Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams. Yang Lao's sentence: The toad wants to eat the moon, but it protects Chang Jiaoyuan.
Yang Lao's sentence: The heart is clear and the outside is not noticed, the moon is full in the bosom. Sikong Tu Sentence: Leave your makeup on in the evening to pay homage to the moon, and sleep in the spring with a refreshing fragrance.
Huang Sun's sentence: Sweeping the floor to wait for the bright moon, stepping on flowers to welcome the wild monks. Chen Tao's poem The sound of cicadas shortens the moon, and the color of grass grows long with autumn.
Lingche Sentence The moon in the sea is in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years. 瀵水神 The Moon Night Sings The moon is bright and bright at night, and the green waves are leisurely in the sky.
Quan Longbao The Crown Prince's Summer Banquet Poetry The frost is white and the moon is red. Lu Ming's sentence: This autumn has been scheduled for the Tiantai moon.
("Chronicle") *** Nursery Rhyme of Two-Ended Zhu. A chopstick with two ends of Zhu turns into courage in May and June. Cao Tang's poem The sound of the flute is dying, the moonlight is bitter, but the autumn trees in the palace of the Han Dynasty are still the same.
Huang Sun's sentence: When the sun and moon are high, it is the way, and when it moves the universe together, it is the heart. Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will be hurt again in March."
Sentence by Shen Bin The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds. Zhiding Sentence Only the moon in front of the bottle tonight shone on the man who fell from the building.
Chen Fuxiu's Sentence: Sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is dim, and a tree has two branches of cold plum blossoms. *** People chanting from the North Street of Nan Province: The results can only be released at the end of March, and it is a year late for admission and graduation.
*** Another Zhong Chuan Gao But it seems that in February and March, the wicker can be used as a bell hammer. *** Jing Zhen Jian Wen Qian lowers the essence, Kun Yingling.
The sun and moon are in the shape of Yue Du. Li Yu's sentence: Yi Yi, let the moon be in your hand, and your arms will be shaken by the wind.
("Ode to the Fan") Yang Huizhi's sentence The new frost dyes the maple leaves, and the bright moon borrows the reed flowers. ("Autumn Day") Hu Bin's sentence There is something else in the wheel, and there is no emptiness outside the light.
("Ying the Moon") Pei said: "Three years are as clear as water, but June is as cold as ice." ("Gift to the County Magistrate") Zuo Yan's sentence: Hu Jia was about to die when he heard about it, but Han Yue hoped that he would be alive again.
("The Resentment of Zhaojun") Weng Hong's sentence: The light is leaking out of the well, and the shadow is missing, and the mountain pepper is behind. ("Ode to the Dawn Moon") Yu Xuanji's sentence The bright moon shines in the quiet gap, and the breeze blows open the short lapels.
("Composition in Prison") Du Mu's sentence The peak moon is half broken. *** On the third day of the first lunar month of the year, Mr. Tian smiles brilliantly.
Wang Changling's Sentence It's a lucky hot spring day at the beginning of the month with severe frost. Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams.
Yang Lao's sentence The toad wants to eat the moon, but it protects Chang Jiaoyuan. Yang Lao's sentence: The heart is clear and the outside is not noticed, the moon is full in the bosom.
Sikong Tu Sentence: Leave your makeup on in the evening to pay homage to the moon, and sleep rejuvenated in spring. Huang Huan's sentence: Sweeping the floor to wait for the bright moon, stepping on flowers to welcome the wild monks.
Sentence by Chen Tao The sound of cicadas shortens the moon, and the color of grass grows with autumn. Lingche Sentence The moon in the sea is in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years.
瀵水神 Song of the Moon Night The moon is bright and bright, and the green waves are leisurely in the sky. Quan Longbao's Poem for a Summer Banquet by the Crown Prince The frost is white and the moon is red.
Lu Ming's sentence This autumn has been scheduled for the Tiantai moon. ("Chronicle") *** Children's Rhyme with Two Ends of Zhu. A chopstick with two ends of Zhu turns into courage in May and June.
Cao Tang's sentence The sound of the flute is about to fade away, the moonlight is bitter, but the autumn trees in the Han palace are still the same. Huang Shu's sentence: When the sun and moon are high, it is the way; when the universe is moving and united, it is the heart.
Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will be hurt again in March." Shen Bin's sentence: The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds.
Zhiding Sentence Only the moon in front of the bottle tonight shone on the man who fell from the building. Chen Fuxiu's Sentence: Sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is dim, and a tree has two branches of cold plum blossoms.
*** People from Nanxing North Street chanted that the results should only be released at the end of March, and it would be a year late to pass the exam. *** Another Zhongchuan gatha was left behind. But it seems that in February and March of that year, the wicker can be used as a bell hammer.
*** Jing Zhen Jian Wen Qian lowers essence and Kun responds to spirit. The sun and moon are in the shape of Yue Du.
Li Yu's sentence: Bow and let the moon be in your hand, and your arms will be shaken by the wind. ("Ode to the Fan") Yang Huizhi's sentence The new frost dyes the maple leaves, and the bright moon borrows the reed flowers.
("Autumn Day") Hu Bin's sentence There is something else in the wheel, and there is no emptiness outside the light. ("Ying the Moon") Pei said: "Three years are as clear as water, but six months are as cold as ice."
("Gift to the County Magistrate") Zuo Yan's sentence: Hu Jia is about to die when he hears it, but Han Yue hopes to live again. ("The Resentment of Zhaojun") Weng Hong's sentence: The light leaks out of the well, and the shadow is missing.
("Ode to the Dawn Moon") Yu Xuanji's sentence The bright moon shines in the quiet gap, and the breeze opens the short lapel. ("Composition in Prison") Li Qiao Fenghe Renri held a banquet in Qinghui Pavilion, and the ministers responded to the snow. The Three Yang Festival is the most beautiful day in the seventh day.
I am waiting for the moon in front of the steps, and the snow above is frightening with spring.
Today I am titled as Heavenly Creation, but I am still doubtful about going to Hanjin. Li Qiao made a 90% Immortal Pagoda Terrace for Fenghe Spring Tour Garden and a Longevity Cup for Fragrant Banquets.
It rains in early January, and thunder is heard early in February. The leaves are dense toward the east, and the flowers are blooming.
Thanks to Tianzeyu, there is no need to be driven by the sun. Li Qiao The waiter at the Ganlu Hall is preparing for the banquet. The moon is shining on the Dandi, and the clouds and windows are covered with green gauze.
The imperial banquet is filled with cinnamon and wine, and the heavenly wine is served with durian flowers. The water is straight towards the pontoon bridge, and the city is connected to the forbidden garden at an angle.
Appreciate the gratitude and enjoy it, and the road back is full of smoke. Li Qiao lives in Tongfu Mountain on Qixi Festival. The moon is bright on the green mountain night, and the high sky is white with dew in autumn.
The flower garden blooms with pink mats, and the clouds open to the needle tower. The rocks are like shadows, and the pool is like a river.
The female magpie in the river is temporarily frightened, but finally the wild man gull is frightened. Li Qiao sent Master Cui to Cangzhou. When Zimo followed him, they met in Qingmen.
From now on, the official travels are gone, and we have been apart for a few years. Fanggui is in the wine, and the orchid is in the lower part of the poem.
There is a bright moon in a foreign country, and I miss you when I take photos from thousands of miles away. Li Qiao and Zhou Ji's office left the Hebi Palace at dawn. Zhuolong Chunyuan dawned, and the green phoenix and flags bloomed.
After the wild color starts to smoke, the mountain light is dim for more than a month. The wind blows loudly, and the Sichuan River rides sparsely.
Beads and shoes accompany the immortal's chariot, and the sound of gold vibrates for the chariot. Li Qiao's Forty-Two Farewell to Luo What is the joy in life? We meet each other at night due to drinking.
The song is full of surprise and farewell, and the drunken face loses its sadness. The stars and moon hang over the autumn sky, and the wind and frost enter the dawn.
Tomorrow I will face the ditch water, and the green mountains will weigh tens of thousands. Li Qiao taught in August and wrote: The yellow leaves are blown by the autumn wind, and the green leaves are dewed at dawn.
The crane's cry is the first warning signal, and the geese are about to freeze in the cold. The moon mirror is like opening a box, and the clouds are like a crown.
Qing Zun’s preface to Min, the banquet was full of joy. Li Qiao was taught in September to compose "The geese facing down in the pond, and the crickets chanting in the evening while they are building the trees."
The leaves are full of orchids, and the flower pond is full of chrysanthemums. The cold urges the four seasons, and the frost reaches the nine autumn bells.
On a bright moonlit night, flying caps follow each other from afar. Li Qiao taught in October and wrote the poem "Baizang Chu Sends Off Festival" and Xuanlu begins to welcome winter.
The forest has withered and its yellow leaves are gone, and the green pond is empty due to water consumption. The frost is waiting for the moon in the courtyard, and the cold is coming with the wind.
There is a unique place of entertainment, where singing and dancing are in line with the silk trees. Li Qiao Wind The setting sun produces apple powder, swaying throughout the distant forest.
The phoenix dances with the flowers, and the dragon sings to the bamboo. The moon moves on the autumn fan, and the clear pine trees enter the night piano.
If you go to the foot of Lan Terrace, you will also brush the lapel of the King of Chu. Li Qiao's dew is dripping in the garden, and the bamboo bushes are lush and green.
The jade hangs on the red thorns, and the pearls are green in the lotus. The thousand-year-old crane is alert at night, and the July wind is zero in the morning.
I wish to stay in the Immortal Palm and serve in Weiyang Palace forever. Li Qiao Snow The auspicious snow shocked thousands of miles, and the clouds darkened the sky.
The ground is like a bright moonlit night, and the mountains are like white clouds facing the sky. When dancing, the light of flowers moves, and when singing, the shadows of fans float.
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6. What are the poems that describe the moon and stars?
The moon: A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raising a glass to invite the bright moon, making three people in the shadow.----Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.----Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" Silently I went up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook----------Li Yu's " "Happy Meeting" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.----------Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty is close to the Han Dynasty, and the people who have marched thousands of miles have not returned-------- --Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress" People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's hard to tell the truth in ancient times----------Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me? Also----------Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiangfeng's fishing fire is facing melancholy----------Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" Life on the sea The bright moon, the end of the world***At this time----------Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The wild sky is low and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people----------Meng Haoran's "Su Jiandejiang" The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing. Should I feel the moonlight is cold when I sing at night? ----------Li Shangyin's "Untitled" There is no wild goose's feet in the hometown book, only the crescent moon and the eyebrows of the moth. - Wang Wei The tide of the Chun River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. - Zhang Ruoxu Stars: On the autumn evening, Du Mu's silver candle paints the screen in the cold autumn light, and a small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch the Altair and Vega. I am grateful for the emperor's grace. The waning moon of Zhou Zizhi hangs on my saddle, and the road is long and winding around the mountains. I am alone with the cold marten and the frosty dawn. .Beside the water and under the forest, how much have you lived up to in this life? The sky is filled with stars, because who has it? It is better to do it, a short coop and a long fishing. Call the light gulls to accompany people as they grow old. Thinking is also better, looking at people's brows, eyes and brains. The world is all a dream. , when is it? When you travel to Qiji Mountain in Sanjue Mountain, the road is filled with white stones, and the wind is suddenly exhausted. The solitary peak holds the image of the pavilion, and thousands of trees cover the starry sky. The world changes at any time, and the Zen mind is the same throughout the calamity. The good night is dark, and the sea is sunny. The upper window is red... 7. One ancient poem each describing spring, summer, autumn, winter, sun, moon, stars and clouds
Spring in Poems 1. Sleeping in spring without waking up, hearing birds singing everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 3. Red beans grow in the south, and a few branches will appear in spring.
I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. (Wang Wei: "Lovesickness") 4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
(Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night") 5. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to the ancient grass)) 6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
(Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai)) 9. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willow") 10. The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
(Ye Shaoweng: "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It") 11. When spring comes, all things will shine. (Han Yuefu: "Long Song Xing") 12. In front of the Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers") 13. The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass looks far away but not close. .
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. (Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water") 14. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 15. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind sways the willows in the cold food. (Han Hong>) 16. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled") 17. Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the king and grandson can stay. (Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains") 18. There is no need to strive for spring, but to be jealous of others.
Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. (Lu You:) 19. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willows") 20. The spring tide brings rain and comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild.
(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream") 21. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei) *Summer in Poetry 1. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long.
(Bai Juyi: "Guan Mao Mao") 2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Wanqing)) 3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.
(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to Chishi and Sailing on the Sea)) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the Xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on Summer Nights") 5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat when I sit still.
(Dai Fuzhu: "The Great Heat") 6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet") 7. The remaining clouds close the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn. Lan.
(Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin Back to the County") 8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but you can only feel the summer when it clears up (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 9. Qingjiang. A song hugs the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.
(Du Fu: "Jiangcun") 10. There is no need to regret that Fang Fei is gone, Xia Mu's yang and yin are pleasant. (Qin Guan: "The Dark Sun of March." "Odd title") *Poetry on Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.
(Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai") 2. Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom. (Li Qiao: "Wind") 3. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.
(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of the yellow flowers will decline. ("Han Yuefu? Long Song Xing") 5. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
(Du Fu: "Quatrains") 6. The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the surface of the pool that has not been polished. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting") 7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring.
(Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Poems") 8. The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. (Du Mu: "Autumn Eve") 9. When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past?
(Li Yu: "Poppy") 10. I wanted to stop talking, but I said it was a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Chou Nuer·Shu Bo Mountain Road") 11. The autumn bushes look like Tao's house, and the fences everywhere are gradually sloping. (Yuan Zhen) 10. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook.
The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. (Li Yu's "Happy Meeting") 11. You must remember that the good times of the year are the most orange and green.
(Su Shi: "To Liu Jingwen") 12. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei's: "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn") *Winter in Poems 1. And it is winter this year, and the people in Guanxi are not yet dead.
(Du Fu: "Army Chariots") 2. The autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge shows the cold pines. (Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons") 3. The southern neighbor is even more memorable, but the winter has not been redeemed.
(Lu You: "A storm broke out on October 28th") 4. Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the year is bright and bright. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui") 5. The sound of the sheng brings up the autumn wind, and the wine flies away from the winter snow.
(Wang Wei: "Poetry of Four Qi") 6. When midwinter arrives, all the flowers will die. (Chen Yi: "Plum Blossoms") 7. I don't know that the water flowers bloomed first, but I suspect they haven't sold out after the winter snow.
(Zhang said: "Early Plum Blossoms") 8. Children study in the winter and make noise among their neighbors, but the foolish Confucians on the other side are precious. (Lu You: "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn") 9. On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, shadows in front of lanterns hugging one's knees accompany me.
(Bai Juyi: "Missing Home at Night at Winter Solstice") 10. The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and the sun brings forth spring at the winter solstice. (Du Fu: "Xiao Zhi") *Sun in the poem 1. The sun rises in the southeast corner and shines on my Qin family building.
(Han Yuefu: "Mo Shang Sang") 2. The sun is shining behind the mountains, and the Yellow River is flowing with people. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower") 3. In Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
(Du Fu: "Quequatrains") 4. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. (Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow")) 5. The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
(Wang Wei: "Envoy to the Fortress") 6. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. (Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple") 7. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 8. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches. (Wang Anshi: "Yuan Ri") 9. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
(Yang Wanli: (Sent off Lin Zifang after leaving Jingci Temple at dawn)) 10. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and a lonely sail comes to the edge of the sun. (Li Bai: "Wang Tianmen Mountain") 11. The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to set in the morning dew.
(Han Yuefu: "Long Song Xing") 12. Flying to the Qianxun Pagoda on the mountain, I heard the rooster crow and saw the sun rising. (Wang Anshi's "Climbing Feilai Peak") 13. The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is clear, and the creek is overflowing, but the mountains are wandering.
(Zeng Ji's "Three Qu Daozhong") 14. The beautiful sun searches the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while, (Zhu Xi: "Spring Day") 15. The chickens roost in Jie, and the sun is evening, and the sheep Cow lower bracket. ("A Gentleman in Service") 16. When singing during the day, you must indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home.
(Du Fu: "Wen Guanjun took over Henan and Hebei") 17. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind sways the willows from the cold food. (Han Hong>) 18. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
(Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Poems" *Moon in the Poem 1. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.
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