1. Verses about the joy of Mid-Autumn reunion
Verses about the joy of Mid-Autumn reunion 1. Verses about the joy of Mid-Autumn reunion
I hope people will live a long life** * Chanjuan goes up to the tower to look at the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Her eyes are as poor as rice and the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver. 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. How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains.
I can't sleep at night, so I pick up my clothes and wander around. Although the trip is pleasant, it is better to return home early.
Who should I sue 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 will it last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. Xijiang Moon Su Shi 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 mud has not yet been resolved, and the jade is arrogant. 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 glass is 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. All the Rivers Are 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 filament 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, which indicates the troubles ahead.
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. Towards the Immortal Island and on the road back to the underworld, there is no news from either side.
Sauvignon Blanc The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns fill the city, and the bright moon shines on the city. The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
The phoenix candle glows. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall. Little did he know that famous eunuchs were detained and interrogated, and their charm had been reduced over the years.
Look at the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle for success 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.
Feelings of love and affection. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places. Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
Feeling in the green tent, the coolness gives rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore. More leaking 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 in the night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dark, I wake up from the drunkenness, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again. Come to sleep and sit alone with your clothes on, feeling 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.
Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first 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 dragon is standing in the crotch, the temple is surrounded by lofty peaks, and the ethereal 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 pale moon and 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.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang Dynasty) Li Puhao's soul rose up in the sky, and the fairy music in the clouds was silent; the autumn colors were equally full, and accompanied the clouds for thousands of miles; the cunning rabbit fell from the sky, and the monster toads rested Live in front of you; Lingcha made an appointment to join hands, and wait until the Milky Way is completely clear. "Walking with the Moon on the Night of August 15th" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The moon will wash over the world tonight.
The summer heat has retreated and the sky is clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear. The stars make them shine, and the wind and dew make them shine.
The one who can change the human world is Yu Jing. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" (Song Dynasty) Su Dongpo Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until the end of the day.
I wrote this article when I was very drunk and pregnant with my son. When will the bright moon appear? 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 that it's too cold in the high places! Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying 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. "Mid-Autumn Moon" (Song Dynasty) Su Shi The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold. The silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night will not be good in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
"Taichang Yin" (Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again. Ask Chang'e about the wine: What can I do if I am deceived by my gray hair? Take a good ride in the wind, the sky is thousands of miles long, and you can look straight down at the mountains and rivers.
Cut off the Gui Po Suo. Humanity is more clear.
Taiwanese folk song: "Thoughts on a Mid-Autumn Journey" A solitary figure watches the wild geese, and the daughter misses the mink; I remember the moon in the autumn of my hometown, and the night terror in a foreign country. The hand is not climbing the osmanthus, but it is like a rolled banana; I climb the tower to compose a sad poem, looking west to the distant sea and sky.
"Moonlight Night Homesickness" The stars are sparse and the moon is cold in the Milky Way, and thousands of people are singing silently; Where is the home thousands of miles away, and the guest who comes at night is full of sorrow. "Torture" The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, silent; eyes are hazy, as if in a dream; living and sleeping are restless, the homeland lingers in the mind; suffering, returning to the sky, like a burning king's heart.
2. The poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion must be "reunion" poems
1. Looking at the moon and cherishing the distance/looking at the moon and cherishing the past
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this moment.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
Translation: A bright moon rises over the vast sea. At this time, you and I are looking at each other at the end of the world.
Sentimental people resent the long moonlit night and stay up all night longing for their loved ones.
I extinguished the candles and loved the moonlight in this room full of moonlight. I wandered around in my clothes and felt the coolness of the night dew.
I cannot give you the beautiful moonlight, I only hope to meet you in my dreamland.
2. Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple
Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one 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.
Translation: Osmanthus flowers fell from the sky, as if they were falling from the moon. Picking up the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh.
I still don’t understand why Wu Gang has trouble with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably scattered by Chang'e and given to everyone.
3. Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Moon
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The real name of the Mid-Autumn Festival song is Xiao Qin Wang, and it is called Yangguan Song
The dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and 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?
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?
4. A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Mid-Autumn Festival
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers and the moon are also in the cup. Tonight, the same person upstairs, the screen window is wet with clouds and the screen window is wet with rain.
I want to take advantage of the wind to ask about chemical industry, but the road is difficult to pass, 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 that sunny Mid-Autumn Festival, I was surrounded by fragrant osmanthus bushes. The shadows of flowers are reflected in the wine glass, and the moon waves are rippling in the wine glass. Tonight, I toasted to the moonlight upstairs, but the dark clouds soaked the screens and the rain soaked the screens.
I have always wanted to take advantage of the wind to go 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. The whole hall was filled with only the burning light of candles, which made the banquet glow red. Let us slowly drink a few cups of wine, and let us slowly sing the song to the end.
5. Dongxian Song·Sizhou Mid-Autumn Festival
Song Dynasty: Chao Buzhi
Where the green smoke is visible, the blue sea is flying and the golden mirror is flying. The shadow of osmanthus lies on the idle steps of the eternal night. When the dew is cold, there are many cold and scattered things. Shenjing is far away, but only Lanqiao Road is close.
The crystal curtain is not lowered, the mica screen is opened, and the beauty light powder is cold soaked. Waiting for the capital to give many bright lights to Jinzun, and cast the dawn and clouds to pour out all the clouds.
Furthermore, I went to the South Tower on the Hu bed and watched the jade make up the human world.
Translation: The blue smoke clouds covered the shadow of the moon, and a golden mirror flew out from the clear sky like the blue sea. The slanting shadow of a hanging tree lies on the empty steps in the long night. As the night dew grows cooler, many autumn cicadas chirp indiscriminately. It's a long way to miss Kyoto, but the only way to get close is the Moon Palace Wonderland.
The high-rolled crystal curtain unfolds the mica screen, and the beauty's light powder soaks into the cold night and moon. Wait for me to pour many moonlights into the golden cup, until dawn and the flowing clouds are all gone. Then take a bed with you and go up to the south tower to see the world paved with white jade and appreciate the pure white and clear autumn.
3. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival's 'missing' and 'reunion'
1. "Shui Diao Ge Tou·When Will the Bright Moon Come"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drinking happily until I was very drunk, so I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the 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 home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying 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 thousands of miles ***Chanjuan
Translation: On the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Bingchen year, I drank happily until the next morning. I got drunk and wrote this poem. At the same time, I missed my younger brother Su. rut. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I picked up my wine glass and asked the sky. I don’t know what year or month it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the cool breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a building made of beautiful jade.
Dancing gracefully and admiring the clear shadows under the moon, it doesn’t feel like you are in the human world. The moon turned around the vermilion pavilion and hung low on the carved windows, illuminating myself who was not sleepy. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards people. Why does it become full only when people leave?
People undergo changes in joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This kind of thing has been difficult to understand since ancient times. I just hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and can enjoy this beautiful moonlight even if they are thousands of miles apart.
2. "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.
It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is alone
Translation: The Mid-Autumn Festival is full, the moonlight shines on the courtyard, the shadows of the sycamore trees in the courtyard are dancing, I am traveling alone in a foreign land, it is a festival Looking at the shadows of the trees under the moon, time passes slowly and the shadows move unconsciously. Looking at the bright moon in the sky from a distance, thinking about Chanjuan in the moon palace, I feel regretful now. After all, she is accompanied by the cold toad and the lonely laurel tree.
3. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Su Che
How long we have been apart, we spent seven Mid-Autumn Festivals. Last year, on the eve of Tobu, the bright moon was full of sorrow. Unexpectedly, at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain, there is the ancient Bian River on the Panqing River, and Liangzhou is carried on the boat. Advocate to help the Qing Dynasty reward, and the geese rise from Tingzhou.
The guest is sitting in the middle, wearing green feathers and purple fur. Su'e was a scoundrel, and no one left her when she went to the west. Tonight, I will treat my guests with dignity, and tomorrow night, Gufan Shuiyi will still shine on my worries. But he was afraid of being the same as Wang Can, so he never climbed up the stairs.
Translation: We have been apart for too long, it has been the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year on this day in Tobu Land, I looked at the bright moon and was filled with sadness. Unexpectedly, we would go boating on the ancient Bian River together at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain and go to Liangzhou together. There is propaganda to add to the fun and startle the geese on the pavilion.
The guest sitting in the middle is gorgeously dressed. The moon is ruthless and refuses to be left behind and sets in the west. Tonight we have wine to entertain guests, but tomorrow night we have to live alone on the boat again, and the sorrow of separation remains the same. I'm afraid that like Wang Can, I won't be allowed to return to my hometown, so I can only go up to the building to see each other.
4. "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Looking far into the distance from a height, you can see that there are thousands of miles in the sky, and there are no traces of clouds. The osmanthus flies to the place where the light shines, and the autumn green is soaked in the cold for a day. Yuyu Qionglou, riding a luan to and fro, people are in Qingliang country. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke and trees are visible in the distance.
I was drunk, clapping my hands and singing wildly, raising my arms to welcome the moon, and becoming three guests facing each other. Dancing and wandering under the wind and dew, I don’t know what night it is. He wanted to ride on the wind, but he turned over and returned. There was no use riding on the wings of a roc. In the Crystal Palace, a flute broke.
Translation: Standing on a high-rise building, looking from a height, the sky is cloudless and appears even more vast and boundless. The radiance of the moon shines down from the sky, immersing the autumn blue sky in a coldness.
In the Qionglou Yuyu of the Moon Palace, fairies ride on phoenixes to come and go freely. I yearn for the purity and freedom in the Moon Palace. The beautiful mountains and rivers are as beautiful as pictures. I can see them in the hazy moonlight. Inside, the shadows of the trees are dancing. When I was drunk, I clapped my hands and sang like crazy, inviting the moon to admire my heart. My neighbors faced each other's shadows, and we became close friends with the bright moon.
Wandering and dancing in such a gentle breeze, I don’t know when. So I thought that I could completely leave by riding on the wind, so why bother riding on the wings of a roc. In the bright moon palace, play the flute so loudly that it resounds through the sky.
5. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
Translation: The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival shone in the courtyard, and the ground seemed as white as a layer of frost and snow. The crows in the trees stopped chattering and fell asleep. It's late at night, and the cool autumn dew quietly wets the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden. Tonight, the bright moon is in the sky, and people are all admiring the moon. I wonder whose house those vast autumn thoughts fall on?
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Poems of the Han and Wei dynasties 1. Ancient poems The bright moon is bright and luminous at night, and the bright moon is bright and luminous 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 for good deeds? 2. Ancient poem: How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? 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 about? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
3. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qiwansu is 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.
Abandoning the donation basket, there is no way out of kindness. Tang Poems 1. Li Bai: The Moon over Guanshan 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 glanced at 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. 2. Li Bai: Drinking alone under the moon. 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.
3. Li Bai: Night Thoughts The bright moonlight in front of the bed 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.
4. Liu Fangping: Moonlight Night 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.
5. Li Shangyin: Chang'e The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn 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.
6. Du Fu: Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night. The drums cut off 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.
7. Zhang Jiuling: Look at the moon and embrace the distance. 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. 8. Li Shangyin: Frost Moon I first heard that there are no cicadas in the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. 9. Meng Haoran: I am pregnant under the autumn moon. 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 in the sky, Song Dynasty poem 1. Autumn night and the moon gathered and dispersed at the beginning.
Then he called him, and there was no reason to meet him 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.
2. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be left behind. 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 back to the underworld, there is no news about either of them. 3. Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet is dim, and the return is slightly cold.
Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was still drunk and 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 fruits to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time.
The dancing swallows flutter and sing and sing. In front of the Dai Banquet, there are all the deities of gods and goddesses. At the end of the night, it becomes even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks.
The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy 4. 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 in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
The phoenix candles are twinkling. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall. Little did he know that famous eunuchs were detained and interrogated, and their charm had been reduced over the years.
5. Look at the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle for success 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.
6. 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. 7. Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
Feeling in the green tent, the coolness gives rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore. 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 drunkenness, 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.
8. Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen was drunk during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I wrote this article while pregnant with a child. When will the bright moon come? 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.
How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying 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. 9. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am 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 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 mud has not yet been resolved, and the jade is arrogant. 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. 10. Xing Xiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn around the sorrow of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants. Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.
The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past. In that eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty.
When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
5. Poems about enjoying the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
The 15th day of the eighth lunar month is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival in my country, and it is also the second largest traditional festival in my country after the Spring Festival. August 15th is right in the middle of autumn, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. The ancient Chinese calendar called August in the middle of autumn "Zhongqiu", so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called "Zhongqiu Festival".
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and clear. The ancients regarded the full moon as a symbol of reunion. Therefore, August 15th is also called the "Reunion Festival". Throughout the ages, people have often used the words "full moon and waning moon" to describe "joys and sorrows", and wanderers living in foreign lands use the moon to express their deep feelings. Poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Looking up at the bright moon, bowing his head thinking about his hometown", Du Fu's "The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown", Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again" and other poems, They are all eternal songs.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is an ancient festival, and worshiping and admiring the moon is an important custom of the festival. Ancient emperors had a social system of worshiping the sun in spring and the moon in autumn, and people also had the custom of worshiping the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Later, appreciating the moon became more important than worshiping the moon, and serious sacrifices turned into relaxed entertainment. The custom of appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival peaked in the Tang Dynasty. Many poets included poems praising the moon in their famous works. In the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, the activities of worshiping and appreciating the moon among the court and the people became more extensive. There are many ancient monuments such as "Moon Worship Altar", "Moon Worship Pavilion" and "Moon Watching Tower" remaining in various parts of our country.
The "Altar of the Moon" in Beijing was built during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty for the royal family to worship the moon. Whenever the moon rises during the Mid-Autumn Festival, a table is set up in the open air, and moon cakes, pomegranates, dates and other fruits are offered on the table. After worshiping the moon, the whole family sits around the table, eats and talks, and enjoys the bright moon. Nowadays, the activities of worshiping and worshiping the moon have been replaced by large-scale and colorful mass moon-viewing recreational activities.
6. Poems about reunion of relatives during the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. "The Moon on the 15th of August"
Du Fu
The full moon flies into the mirror , Return to the heart and fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the osmanthus and look up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
2. "Moonlight Night"
Liu Fangping
The moonlight is darker than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanted in the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
3. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"
Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
Every time I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
4. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
Du Fu
The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
5. "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, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
6. "Night Thoughts"
Li Bai
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
7. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
Su Shi
When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why 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.