1. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The bright moon is bright and bright at night, and the moon is shining brightly at night, prompting the weaving of the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how can all the stars align. White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
The cicadas chirp among the trees in autumn, and the black birds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation? 2. In the poem "Tingyue", "Tingyue Lou" is connected to Taiqing, and Yilou "Tingyue" is the most distinct. The sky is buzzing, the ice is spinning, the medicine is being pounded, the jade pestle is clanging.
The sound of music played in Guanghan is thin, and the axe, Dangui and osmanthus jingle. Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter.
3. The bright moon is so bright. The bright moon is so bright. It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
4. The song of resentment is fresh and clean, as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandon the donation box and find the way to the end of kindness. 2. Poetry of the Tang and Song Dynasties Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??The white trees in the atrium are covered with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. 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 doesn't know how to drink, and 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.
Ye Si (Li Bai) There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
On a moonlit night (Liu Fangping), the moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to 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 candle shadows on the mica screen are deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
On the night of August 15th (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty), the full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law (Du Fu) on a moonlit night, the sound of drums interrupting the line of people is heard by the sound of wild geese in the 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, but the troops were not suspended.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) There is a bright moon 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, the compassionate light is full, 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. Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. There is a pregnant woman under the autumn moon (Meng Haoran) The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust trees in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. On the night of August 15th, Wandering with the Moon in Taoyuan (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty) I feel free to see the moon in the dust, and it is the clear autumn in the fairy mansion.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and 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. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited the true immortal official from afar.
The clouds are about to move, and the stars are moving, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. 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) The shadows of ten rounds of frost turn to the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner, so Su'e may not have regrets. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The dusk clouds have gathered 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, Tang Dynasty) In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pond.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon (Lu Guimeng), the frost is gone, the frost is rising, the good wind is late, and the wind is like a good day. The curtains are leaning and the trees are separated by infinite love. The candles are dark and the fragrance is lingering. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune, smell the music in the north, and gradually see the stars and lose the South Kei. Who is the school, cool and strong? On the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in Tianzhu Temple (Tangpi day off), a jade stone falls under the moon wheel and 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. Song Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.
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 waters from the Ming River.
So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at it. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.
Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was 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, and the waves and winds will not be strong again.
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you come back to drink, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.
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. 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 guest from Yaotai. Climbing a tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mi Fu) My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow. The autumn is cold. The children are walking together and recalling the road. Little did they know that it is hard to dew. The air enters the hut, the sound of the stream is noisy, the rocky beach is in the mountains, the moon comes at night, and the moon arrives at dawn. I never look at it. 3. Chanting the Moon and Poem "Water" by Su Shi "Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily and getting drunk at the end of the day, writing this article, and when will 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 am afraid that it will be 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" is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get 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 waves are shining brightly in the wild, 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 if a stream of wind and moon blows, don’t teach me to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
The autumn night moon gathered and dispersed. 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. "Returning to the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet for Dong Tiju" Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang illuminated the river for the festival and carried the painting on the boat. 2. 10 poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. "Mid-Autumn Moon" Song Dynasty: 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. Translation: Under the moonlight, the shadows of the sycamore trees move unconsciously as time goes by, still facing the corner alone on this reunion night.
Chang'e in the Moon Palace may not feel regretful now. After all, the only ones accompanying her are the cold Moon Palace and the lonely laurel tree. 2. "Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Moon" Song Dynasty: Su Shi The dusk clouds have gathered up 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? Translation: As night falls, the clouds disappear, the sky and the earth are filled with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently, and the bright moon turns to the sky, as white and crystal clear as a jade plate.
Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly hidden by wind and clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really rare! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to watch the moon? 3. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms: No Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji recalled the osmanthus bushes in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers were in the cup, and the moon was also in the cup. Tonight, the same person upstairs, the screen window is wet with clouds and the screen window is wet with rain.
Hun wants to take advantage of the wind to ask about chemical engineering, but the road is difficult and the letter is also difficult to pass. The whole hall is only filled with red candles, the songs are calm and the cups are calm.
Translation: Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, I was surrounded by fragrant osmanthus bushes. The shadows of the flowers are reflected in the wine glass, and the bright moon is also reflected in the wine glass.
Tonight I also raised a glass to admire the moon on the balcony, but the clouds were thick and the rain soaked the screens, so there was no moonlight anywhere. I just want to ride the wind to heaven to question God, but there is no way to get through to heaven. Even if I want to send a letter, it is difficult to get through.
There is no moon in the painting hall, only red candles are shining brightly. Let us slowly drink a few glasses of wine and slowly sing the song to the end. 4. "Taichang Yin·Jiankang Mid-Autumn Night for Lu Shuqian" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again.
Ask Chang'e over the wine: What can I do if my hair turns gray and I'm being bullied? Take a good ride in the wind, see the sky thousands of miles away, and look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut away the Gui Po Suo, and you will see more humanity and clear light.
Translation: The bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival casts thousands of miles of golden waves, like a newly polished bronze mirror flying into the night sky. I raised my glass and asked Chang'e in the middle of the moon: What should I do? The gray hair is gradually increasing, and I can't do anything about it.
I want to ride on the wind and fly thousands of miles into the sky, overlooking the great mountains and rivers of the motherland. Also cut down the laurel trees whose shadows sway in the middle of the moon, because people say that this will make the moon shed more light on the world.
5. "Mid-Autumn Festival" Tang Dynasty: Sikong Tu. Outside the autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely. If there is no moon this night, the year will be in vain.
Translation: In my spare time, I walk in the autumn night and sing softly, but I always feel empty, depressed and uneasy.
If there is no full moon tonight, this autumn will be wasted.
6. "Two Poems on the Mid-Autumn Moon·Part 2" Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao The round soul is in the cold sky, all saying that the four seas are the same. How do you know that there is no rain or wind thousands of miles away? Translation: A bright moon rises in the night sky. They say that the moonlight is the same everywhere.
How do you know that there are no violent storms and rains thousands of miles away? 7. "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Dynasty: Mi Fu's 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 osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
Translation: As far as the eye can see, the sea water of Huaihai is shining with white light like silver. Under the colorful light, clams are pregnant with pearls. If there is no one to repair the moon in the sky, the osmanthus branches will probably burst the moon.
8. "Mid-Autumn Festival" Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu The fragrance smells of Xiaolian, and it rains in the country of water. The weather is just right, and the guest spirit is just quiet.
When will the rebellion cease, so the old men are all alive. It was difficult to entertain myself at this time, and I had never studied Zen.
Translation: After the rain in the Jiangnan water town, the air is fresh and pleasant, and the fragrance of lotus flowers blows against your face. This kind of weather makes people feel more comfortable, but the sadness of living in a foreign country arises in my heart.
The society is in turmoil, and wars are breaking out. It is not known when it will subside; and it is not known how many old friends in the troubled times can be saved. It is difficult to relieve such a depressed mood because I have never studied Buddhism to soothe my heart.
9. "Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" Tang Dynasty: Cao Song On the third and fifth days of autumn in a cloudless world, you can see toads roaming the sea. Until the end of the sky, I never took a private photo of anyone.
Translation: On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky was clear and cloudless, and people looked up at the bright moon that had just emerged from the sea. I saw its silver radiance spreading to the ends of the earth, never shining on a house privately.
10. "Pipa Immortal·Mid-Autumn Festival" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde The sea is blue every year. Who fills the gaps in the ice wheel? A piece of autumn fragrance was blown, and it was as bright as snow. Looking at the good days and good nights in sorrow, I know that they are all sad.
Only a shadow now, it is worth mentioning, it is the bright moon of the old days. Playing hide-and-seek in the flower path, once provoked Xiao Xiaojing Wuye.
Do you remember that the small fan was used to cool and heat several times? Only ended, filled with hundreds of feelings, always confused and irrelevant to parting. The purple jade was ruthless and cracked by the cold night.
Translation: The blue sea and blue sky are like this every year, but the moon in the clouds waxes and wanes. Tonight, the golden breeze blows coolly, the native flowers reflect the blue, and the laurel trees on the picture rails hang with a wisp of autumn fragrance; the moonlight is as crystal clear as white snow.
Who knew that this beautiful day and night would make people sad and sad. How can I face the bright moon of the past when I am alone?
At that time, it was also such a Mid-Autumn night. You and I, playing hide and seek in the flower path, once frightened the frosty leaves of Jinjing sycamore to fall. This small fan, which is lightweight in the hand, has experienced several times of heat and cold.
For a moment, I couldn't help but have a lot of emotions; but this has nothing to do with ordinary lovesickness and farewell. Facing this old bright moon, I have no choice but to let the ruthless purple jade Xiao blow fiercely in the cold wind. 3. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
Drinking alone under the moon Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and 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 Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! 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 away, 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 night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
The Mid-Autumn Moon has come together, the sky is blue and cloudless, the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, 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 remaining wine of the fifth period.
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. The origin of the battle was that 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, sighing is not enough.
Night Thoughts by Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to 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 candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. 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 by 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, but the troops were not suspended.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan 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, the compassionate light is full, 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 I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll 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 the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Mid-Autumn Festival awaits the moon, Lu Guimeng, the lack of frost turns to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are still dimly scented and 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 force, 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 Fairyland. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest 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 and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds (the left car and the right car) 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. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should be 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, but 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 clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life 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 by Bai Juyi On the night of August 15th of the past year, I was by 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.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the osmanthus peel rests on the day of rest. A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Zizi by Su Shi The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River. So I looked 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. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves* (wind left and right occupy) will the wind return and become strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, 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 above and below). There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who 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 followed the sunrise, and suddenly I dreamed of a guest from Yaotai.
Climbing the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival Mi Fu's eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus 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 was so worried that I couldn't sleep at night, so I picked up my clothes and wandered around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? 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 today 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. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will things 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 hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Xijiang Moon Su Shi is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get 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 waves are shining brightly in the wild, 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 if a stream of wind and moon blows, don’t teach me to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Back to Dong Tiju for the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet by Wen Tianxiang. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the boat carrying paintings is lifted. When the moon is over, the glass is raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when I visited Red Cliff. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.
The river is full of red. Mid-Autumn Festival Sends 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 has any worries about being lonely and cold. 4. Mid-Autumn Festival Poems
The dusk clouds are gone and overflowing with the cold, the silver man is turning the jade plate silently, this night will not be good in this life, where can I see the bright moon next year.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" (Song Dynasty) Su Shi The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. The Qing Dynasty is planned to be in the Yuan Dynasty. The skies and buckets are sprinkled on the ground and the orchestra is full of music. There are a few flying lights, and no one will open the pavilion. The light cold wind blows, and the good night scene is full of fun. They fight for cakes and laugh at the yellow hair, and divide the melons and laugh at the green ladies. The fragrance is new and glorious, and the color is healthy and golden. There is a moon in the water, a 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 up at the sky, look at the moon, thinking about my hometown, One is in the water and the other is in the sky.
The sky and the moon will cleanse the world again tonight. The summer heat has retreated and the skies are clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear.
The stars make them shine, and the wind and dew make them beautiful. The one who can change the human world is Yu Jing.
"Playing with the Moon on August 15th" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi. 5. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
The dew is from this month, and the moon is the brightness of my hometown. I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away. *** Chanjuan drinks alone under the moon. Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and 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 Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds are gone and overflowing with clear cold, the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? Guan Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the 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. Chang'e Li Shangyin The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking.
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 by Du Fu The garrison drum 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. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan 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, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Frost Moon Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas in Zhengyan, and there are hundreds of feet high in the water reaching the sky. The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust trees in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon, Lu Guimeng, the lack of frost has turned to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck.
The slanting curtains and trees are a barrier of infinite love, and the faint fragrance of candles lingers as I sit there without hesitation. I love hearing Sheng tunes the most 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. Dew breathed into the thatched hut, and the sound of the stream was noisy on the rocky beach.
The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven’t seen it until dawn. On the night of August 15th, Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan, Liu Yuxi. Seeing the moon in the dust makes me feel at ease, especially in the clear autumn in the fairy mansion.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and 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. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited 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 by Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and people are alone in the corner this evening.
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 are gone and overflowing with clear cold, the silver man turns 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 Huanting Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pond.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, Guizi was off on the day of rest. A jade stone was found under the moon, and a new one was 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 in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Zi by Su Shi The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.
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 waters from the Ming River.
Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn’t bear to look at Zhanran. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.
Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was 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 and turns to the front of 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. When you return and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and better, and the dew grass sounds when the throat is cold* (the insects 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. 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 guest from Yaotai. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went up to the tower to look at the moon. My eyes were so poor that the Huaihai Sea was as full as silver, and thousands of rainbows nurtured the 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 at night, so I picked up my clothes and wandered around. Although the trip is pleasant, 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 Songtou 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'm afraid it will be cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human 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 wish you a long life and a long life. Xijiang Moon Su Shi is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.
Go to a restaurant and drink and get 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.
Jijue already knows. 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. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky.
The arrogance of jade is not solved yet, and 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. Back to Dong Tiju to start the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet by Wen Tianxiang. 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 those we once visited in Chibi.
The rewards are paid by the straw, and the heirs are clothed in rounds. The River is Red. Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Xin Qiji Hurry up to the west tower, 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.
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. Xiangzun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed.
It stirs up old sorrows endlessly. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained.
Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past. Can't bear to think about it.
Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. . 6. Ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival Hanging 100...
Hello, the bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai. "Guan Shan Yue") 2. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-hour residual wine. (Qi Ji. "Mid-Autumn Moon") 3. If this night in this life is not good, where can I see the bright moon next year? (Su Shi. "Mid-Autumn Moon") 4. The beauty is by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more bitter. (Wang Changling. "Tong Congdi Nanzhai Playing with the Moon and Reminiscing about Shanyin Cui Shaofu").
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? (Wang Jian. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du") 6. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. (Li Bai. "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 7. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. (Li Bai. "Quiet Night Thoughts") 8. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. (Liu Fangping. "Moonlight Night") Hope to adopt it. 7. Four lines of ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
Four lines of ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival:
1. "e68a847a6431333431346434 Chang'e" - Tang Dynasty - Li Shangyin
Mica The shadows of the candles on the screen are deep, and the stars are gradually sinking over the long river.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Interpretation: The shadow of the candle reflects deeply on the mica screen, the Milky Way gradually sinks, and the morning star gradually disappears. Chang'e regretted being lonely and secretly taking the elixir. Facing the blue sea and blue sky, I miss the world day and night.
2. "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du" - Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
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 around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
Interpretation: Magpies and crows live on the snow-white trees on the courtyard floor, and the autumn dew silently wets the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the courtyard. Tonight everyone is looking up at the bright moon in the sky. I wonder whose house this autumn longing falls on?
3. "Mid-Autumn Moon" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently,
This night in this life is not long. Okay, where can I see the bright moon next year?
Definition: As night falls, the clouds disappear, the sky and the earth are filled with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently, and the bright moon turns to the sky, as white and crystal clear as a jade plate. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly hidden by wind and clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really rare! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to watch the moon?
4. "Mid-Autumn Moon" - Song Dynasty - 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.
Interpretation: Under the moonlight, the shadows of the sycamore trees move unconsciously as time goes by, still facing the corner alone on this reunion night. Chang'e in the Moon Palace may not feel regretful now. After all, the only ones accompanying her are the cold Moon Palace and the lonely laurel tree.
5. "Looking at the Moon at the Mid-Autumn Festival" - Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner and the moon has cleared, and a cloud of ice hangs from the crow-green curtain.
Suddenly I feel that tonight, the moon is not clinging to the sky alone.
Interpretation: It is just approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full, and it seems to be a ball of ice hanging on the crow-green curtain. Suddenly, I felt that the moon tonight was traveling alone in a space isolated from the sky.
6. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Definition: The bright moonlight shines on the window paper in front of the bed, as if there is a layer of frost on the ground. I couldn't help but raise my head and look at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day. I couldn't help but lower my head and think about my hometown far away.