1, the thread at the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? . Li Bai 2, looking up, I found that it was moonlight. When I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home. Li Bai 3, the moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. Li Bai 4, until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us. Li Bai 5, a bright moon hangs high in the capital, and it is tempered. Li Bai 6, the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Li Bai 7, drunk on the moon, the sage of dreams, the temptation of flowers, the monarch is the emperor. Li Bai 8, behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? . Li Bai 9. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Li Bai 10, we both hold high the idea of going far away and yearn for the sky and the bright moon. Li Bai 1 1, Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn, and it is reflected in Pingqiang River. Li Bai 12 The breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. Wang Wei 13, the voice is too low for anyone to hear except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. The moonlight shines in the pine forest and the crystal stone shines in the stream. Wang Wei 15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. Ma Dai 16, wild geese are soaring in the bright moonlight, and the chief of Tatar people is fleeing in the dark. Lu Lun 17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight at home is! . Du Fu 18, the windows in the sky are shining, and the moonlight on the nine cloud platforms is shining. Du Fu (19), in the morning, took care of the waste and brought the lotus home. Tao Yuanming 20, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Li Yu 2 1, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji 22, poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow. Bai Juyi 23, a bullet in water and a bullet in a month, half into the river, half into the clouds. Couplet 24, the moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. When Liu looked in the mirror at the age of 25, she saw that her hair cloud was changing, but she used her evening song to challenge the cold of the moonlight. Li Shangyin 26 will bow like a full moon and look at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi 27, the court is as empty as water, the algae in the water is horizontal, and the shadows of bamboo and cypress are also covered. Su Shi 28 frost night, Jiang Feng fishing fire sleep ... Zhang Ji went to Liuduantou in September, and after dusk ... Ouyang Xiu asked when there was a bright moon in the sky ... Su Shi 3 1 I would have compared my heart to the bright moon, and the bright moon shone in the ditch ... "Chronicle of Qing Poetry" 1 At night, I was still thinking about the bright line between Li Bai and my bed foot. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song, was drunk in the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he wrote this article. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. Turn to Zhuge, humble household, don't sleep, there should be no hate, why always say goodbye? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery! 4 Yong Yule Su Shi Pengcheng stayed at the Yanzilou overnight, which is what he dreamed of. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown.
Silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets screamed everywhere. The fragrance of the night permeates the air and weaves into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. What the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net. No matter what grass or tree it is, it is not as realistic as during the day. Everything has a vague and illusory color, and everything hides its details and guards its secrets, making people feel like dreaming. (Ba Jin's Home) Moonlight is like silver, shining everywhere. The bamboo raft on the mountain turned black in the moonlight. Insects are singing like rain in the grass around us. From time to time, from somewhere, suddenly there will be a grass warbler hissing in its throat. Soon, the bird seems to understand that it's midnight and it shouldn't be so noisy, so he still sleeps with his eyes closed. (Shen Congwen's Border Town) He looked out through the screen window. The stars in the sky are dense and busy. They are silent, but it seems that they only feel the excitement in the sky. A comb like the moon describes a young girl, but people are not shy, and the light and outline are fresh and carved, which can gradually set off the night scene. Insects on the grass in the small garden talk in trivial ways at night. I don't know where the frog, Qi Xin and Qi Xin worked together to blow the bugle, like the sound of a boiling fire. Several fireflies swam around, not like flying, but like floating in thick air. In the dark place where the moonlight goes out, a little firefly flashes, like a little green eye on a summer night. (Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged) The pool in Zhongshan Park is like a mirror, and the round moon is reflected on the pool surface. There are several street lamps beside the trees beside the pool, and the round lights are reflected in the water, just like a small moon around the moon in the pool. The bloated white clouds slowly moved across the pool surface, like a group of old women, bending their backs and walking in front of the moon step by step, trying to cover it, but the moon poured out bright light from the cracks in the clouds. A piece of white clouds is connected with a piece of white clouds, such as a wide and irregular belt, which divides the clear sky into two halves. White clouds drifted by and gradually disappeared in the distance. The sky is clear and the moon is particularly bright. The northern night at the end of May is the freshest and most beautiful moment. The sky seems to have been brushed, without a cloud, blue and crystal clear, high and far away. A full moon climbed out of Dongling, like a big lantern, illuminating the valley full of strange stones, casting the shadows of branches and tender grass on the path, swaying leisurely. Birds are singing in the branches, bugs are jumping in the grass, and spring seedlings are growing in the terraces; There are still thousands of lives in Shan Ye ... (Haoran's Sunny Days) Moonlight fills this garden, and the distant forest tops are loaded with silver brilliance, and the thick shadows are baking in the forest, which is silent and serious. The water in the fountain and the microwave in the pool all reflect the bright moonlight and ripple there. The green leaves under her feet and the flowers and plants nearby are covered with moonlight, soft and silent, and trampled by her. (Qiu Jiang by Yu Dafu) The moon is coming out soon. The moon is still far away, but behind the horizon, people think it rises from the dark abyss. The weak light inlaid a circle of lace around the top of the tree on the high slope, like the edge of a goblet, and the silhouette of the top of the tree became darker every minute under the weak light. (Falloman? Roland: "Mother and Son") The mist has dissipated, and the silver moonlight covers the vast beach like a dazzling widow's mourning. There is not a boat on the river, not even a trace of microwave can be seen. On the banks of the river, there is peace everywhere, which is like the endless peace that death brings to the suffering patients. (Tagore, India: "Shipwreck")