1. Poems about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival written by Su Dongpo
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet away.
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 before turning around the mountain. How can the waves and winds return to be strong again?
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 clearer, and the dew grass in the throat sounds cold.
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. Hope to adopt it, O（∩_∩）OThank you. 2. Su Shi's poem about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty's "Moon on the 15th of August" The full moon flies into the mirror, and the sword is folded when returning home.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair. Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty "Walking at the Moon in Peach Garden on the 15th of August" saw the moon in the dust and felt at ease. It was a fairy mansion in the clear autumn.
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 fall 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. "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. In the past year, on the night of August 15th, there was an apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
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. Tangpi Rixiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" A jade stone fell under the moon wheel, and a new dew 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. 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. How can the waves and winds return to be strong again?
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you come back 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 in the throat sounds cold.
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. Song Mi Fu's "Climbing a Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" has a clear view of the Huaihai Sea, which 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 cassia branches will support the westward wheel. On the 15th night of the 15th night, the king looked at the moon. The white trees in the courtyard where he built the ground were filled with crows, and the cold dew wet 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 Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, 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 with a pot of wine among the plum blossoms, 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.
Night Thoughts on Li The moonlight shines brightly in front of the white 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, half of Liu Fangping's house is covered with darker moonlight, and the Beidou is slanting towards 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, 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 flew to the bright mirror under the full moon, returned to his heart and folded his 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.
On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law Du Fu's garrison of drums, interrupting the pedestrian movement, and 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, 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 compassion 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.
In the frosty moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there were no cicadas among the wild geese, and that the water from a hundred-foot-high building reached the sky.
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, playing with the moon in Taoyuan and Tang Dynasty, Liu Yu saw the moon in the tin dust and his heart was leisurely. It was a fairy mansion in Qingqiu.
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 under the sky, and the stars are moving, and Tianle screams, his muscles and bones are 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. In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu's ten-round frost shadow turns to the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner, and Su'e may not have regrets. The jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely. Mid-Autumn Moon, Su Shi's 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? Looking at the Moon in Huan Pavilion on the Night of August 15th, Tang Dynasty. On the night of August 15th of the past year, Bai Juyi 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, the tortoises are covered with frost, the wind is late, and the good wind is like a farewell curtain. The trees are leaning against each other, and there are infinite candles and dim fragrance. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune, hear the music in the north, and gradually see the stars in the south. Who is the school? The coolness is beginning to weaken. On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, on the night of August 15th, the osmanthus and Tangpi were closed, and the jade crystals fell under the moon wheel, and a new dew 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 Son by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The bright moon is not yet high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long and white hair is growing.
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. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went up to the tower to look at the full moon. During the Song Dynasty, Mi Fu's eyes were so poor that the Huaihai Sea was as full as silver, and thousands of rainbows nurtured the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Qiang Qiang is too thin every day. The narrow clothes are already cold in the autumn. The children are recalling each other. Little did they know that it is difficult for dew to enter the hut. The sound of the stream is noisy and the moon is coming at night in the rocky beach and mountains. I have not seen it until dawn. 3. A poem about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival written by Su Dongpo
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet away.
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 water from Minghe River.
Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it.
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.
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 in front of 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 and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass sings from the cold throat.
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.
I hope you will adopt it, O (∩_∩) O Thank you 4. Complete collection of Mid-Autumn homesickness poems
1. "Yangguan Song Mid-Autumn Moon"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
The dusk clouds are all gone and the cold is overflowing, 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?
2. "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard,
Silent in the cold dew Wet osmanthus.
Tonight the moon is bright and everyone can see,
I wonder whose house I miss in autumn?
3. "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi
On the night of August 15th of the past year, in the Apricot Garden by the Qujiang Pond side.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Where is Wangxiang in the northwest? The moon is full several times in the southeast.
When I sigh in the wind, no one will understand me. The light tonight is as clear as in previous years.
4. Quatrains to the Moon at Yaotai Temple on the Night of August 15th"
Era: Tang Author: Quan Deyu
The winning girl Cheng Luan has ascended to heaven; The Renci Temple is empty by Ding Lake.
The cool breeze is far away in the middle of the autumn night, and you can see the golden waves shining on the pink fields.
5. "The moonlight is beautiful from the 14th to the 16th night of August in Guiwei"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zeng Ji
Years and years Looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, I feel sad about the fog and rain every year.
The scenery in Liangyue is beautiful for three nights, and I will rest in my arms for the rest of my life.
I forgive you for washing the Milky Way tomorrow, and any defects should be repaired with a jade axe.
Jingluo is full of dust, but I don’t know if it can be like Zhejiang. 5. A collection of poems about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Poems about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
Atrium The ground is white and crows roost in the trees, 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.
2. "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree 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.
3. "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th of August"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu 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, 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 is thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar.
The clouds are about to fall 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.
4. "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at 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.
5. "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
Tang Pi Rixiu
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel and is found in front of the temple. Huaxin.
So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
6. "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou"
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Before the bright moon rises high over the mountains, white hairs are born from the auspicious light.
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 water from Minghe River.
Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it.
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.
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 and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the cold throat makes the grass 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.
7. "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Mi Fu of the Song Dynasty
My 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 cassia branches will support the westward wheel.
8. "Moon over Guanshan"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
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.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned.
When the garrison guests look at the border towns, they look forward to returning home with a sad look on their faces.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
9. "Drinking Alone under the Moon"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
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 does not know how to drink, but 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.
10. "Night Thoughts"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
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.
11. "Moonlight Night"
Liu Fangping
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted towards the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
12. "Chang'e"
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually falling 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.
13. "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree 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.
14. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in the countryside.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.
15. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
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, 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. Homesick poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. On the night of August 15th of that year, I was beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.
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. Tangpi Rixiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" A jade stone was found under the moon wheel, 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. Song Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" 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 before turning around the mountain. How can the waves and winds return to be strong again?
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 clearer, and the dew grass in the throat sounds cold.
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. Song Mi Fu's "Climbing a Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" 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 cassia branches will support the westward wheel. Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard 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 Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, 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.
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 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.
The Moon on the Night of August 15th by 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 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.
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 can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. Embracing the Autumn Night under the 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, Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan, Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty, I feel free to see the moon in the dust, 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 by Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. On 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. Mid-Autumn Moon by Su Shi. The dusk clouds have collected 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? Looking at the Moon in Huanting Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty On the night of August 15th of the past year, 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, the tortoises are covered with frost, the wind is late, and the good wind is like a farewell curtain. The trees are leaning against each other, and there are infinite candles and dim fragrance. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune, hear the music in the north, and gradually see the stars in the south. Who is the school? The coolness is beginning to weaken. On the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in Tianzhu Temple, on the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the osmanthus osmanthus and Tangpi sunrise were closed.
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 by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty 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 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 return and drink wine, 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. Climb the tower to watch during the Mid-Autumn Festival. 7. Ancient poems about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
. Picture of the Moon in the Ancient Pine Tower
A glass of wine,
A long song,
< p> Mid-Autumn Festival.When the clouds break and the moon comes,
The remaining flowers make shadows,
Relatively silent,
Autumn colors appear.
All the difficulties,
go with the wind,
Why do you need to look up to the sky with your heart like fire?
Before the song is finished,
Sigh that the rivers flow eastward,
The sun and the moon fly by.
The past is gone,
How many powerful people are there?
When asking about right and wrong,
who can tell?
How many spring and autumn years,
How many separation and hatred.
Walking all over the green mountains,
The scenery is still there,
Looking for Li Bo at Panasonic again,
No one is there,
< p> Only one remains,An ancient song.
4. Danxia visits Pang
The falling flowers are intentional,
The flowing water is ruthless,
The years are long.
I hate how big the world is,
The crowd is like the sea,
No one is with me,
We are in the same boat through thick and thin.
It’s hard to say in one word,
Imitate the singing girl,
Also ask the sky for the seagulls.
Why?
The young man turned into,
A white-haired old man?
It’s hard to raise a glass of hatred and shame until you get drunk.
Although deep inside the iceberg,
the volcano is running.
The world said:
A barren hill.
Wind, frost, rain and snow,
Silent for thousands of years,
I don’t know when I can roar?
Under the blue sky,
For the people of Li,
drive away the cold autumn.
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The outside is bright,
The old love is unforgettable.
People in the world do things in the world,
The last song of a generation,
The last song of the ages,
It breaks the dream of spring and gives rise to all things.
2. Map of the ends of the earth
A rock is easy to break but a heart is hard to break.
The waves are raging under your feet.
The waves are raging in your chest.
< p> Aspirations soar into the sky.Traveling all over China is full of spring scenery,
Prodigies of a generation,
Prodigies of all generations,
Smiling at the beauty of the world.
3. Picture of Wangchuan
Wangchuan passed away in the past,
I was helpless for a while,
I was helpless,
Who will eliminate harm for the people again?
Asking the sky thousands of words,
Where is the hero?
Where is the Overlord?
The clouds carry the pride to the sky.
4. The deer looks back
What do you want when you are alone in the ocean?
The sky is also leisurely,
The earth is also leisurely,
The mighty power of the gods spreads over the nine states.
How much do heroes know?
A romantic man of one generation,
A romantic man of the ages,
Fighting for freedom to repay heaven. 8. Poems describing homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
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 the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
2. "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree 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.
3. "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th of August"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu 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, 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 is thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar.
The clouds are about to fall 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.
4. "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at 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.
5. "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
Tang Pi Rixiu
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel and is found in front of the temple. Huaxin.
So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. 9. Poems about homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Playing with the Moon on the 15th of August"
(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
The sky will wash the world with the moon 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 beautiful.
The one who can change the world is Yu Jing.
Mid-Autumn Moon
(Song Dynasty) Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently,
In this life, this night If it doesn’t grow well, where will the bright moon be next year?
"Moonlight Night Homesickness"
The stars are thin 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 with sleep,
as if in a dream; living and lying around, restless , the hometown lingers in my mind;
Suffering, returning empty, like burning the heart of a king.
"Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
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.
Selected from "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" This quatrain describes the sweet-scented osmanthus. The falling sweet-scented osmanthus is originally as clean as jade, and becomes more crystal-clear when reflected in the moonlight. When you pick up the flower, it still contains dew, which makes you feel more moist. I think it was Chang'e who was released into the world.
The whole poem praises objects with virtual reality and ethereal implications. It uses the Mid-Autumn Festival to express the full emotion of playing with the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is wonderful to see the big from the small.
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou"
Su Shi
Before the bright moon rises high over the mountains, the rays of light grow thousands of feet high.
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 water from Minghe River.
Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it.
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.
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 in front of 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 and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass sings from the cold throat.
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.
Selected from "Song Poetry Notes", this long song has fourteen lines and twenty-eight lines, which can be said to be the longest Mid-Autumn Festival poem. The poem is written from the rising to the setting of the moon, which not only vividly depicts the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also vividly describes the personnel and events of the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the poem, "A cup of unfinished silver surges, and it breaks away like a crashing wave." The momentum is strong. "Whoever washes his eyes for God should use the thousand dendrobium water of the Ming River." The imagination is unique, "A thousand lights make fishes and dragons change in the night." He went to the festival with a low head and followed the song board, "telling the folk customs," "returning to drink wine and paying more attention", "how many people wrote poems to the moon" and expressed their feelings. The whole poem is intertwined with scenery, people and me, and the temperament is upbeat. The poetic mood is full of frustrations, low turns and smooth transitions, and excitement and elegance turn out to be euphemistic. It is truly a masterpiece among Mid-Autumn Festival poems about the moon.
"Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Mi Fu
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 cassia branches will support the westward wheel.
Selected from "Song Shi Chao") This poem quotes two folk legends. One is that the cultivation of pearls is related to the waxing and waning of the moon. When the moon is full, clams will conceive pearls; It is said that the moon is composed of seven treasures, and there are often 82,000 households in the world to cultivate it. In this way, chanting the moon through legends adds a mythical color to the Mid-Autumn Moon, making it more charming.