Poems about the cold moon, the waning moon, the autumn moon, and the river moon

1, Leng Yue

Twenty-four bridges are still there,

The waves are stirring and the cold moon is silent.

Recite the red medicine beside the bridge,

I will know who I was born for every year!

2, The waning moon

Where to wake up tonight,

The bank of willows,

The waning moon in the morning breeze.

When I remember my farewell,

I went out with tears to see each other off.

Like a dream, like a dream,

The waning moon is full of falling flowers and smoke. Recalling the Immortal Posture

3, Autumn Moon

I boarded the boat and looked at the Autumn Moon, remembering General Xie in the sky.

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright,

The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come?

How much do we know about the past?

The message from you is thousands of miles away,

I hate that this love is hard to send.

Autumn moon with green gauze,

Rainy night under parasol trees,

How many times have I been unable to sleep!

4, Moon over the River

Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?

Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water.

The world is like a dream,

A bottle brings back the moon over the river.