In my impression, the Mid-Autumn Festival poems of ancient people always seem to be related to the moon, and the moon complex should also be a direct reflection of the Mid-Autumn Festival in ancient Chinese culture. When talking about the bright moon, the first thing that comes to mind is always Li Bai’s round of homesick moon, which is the song "Silent Night Thoughts":
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon. , bowing my head and thinking about my hometown."
To be honest, the artistic conception of this poem is not high, but people for thousands of years have always liked to recite this poem, and the reason may be because of it. It explains people's most primitive homesickness during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is easy to understand and catchy to read, so it makes people like it. It is said that the media once voted to select the ten most famous ancient poems in ancient China. This poem "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" was among them, which shows its charm.
Li Bai also has several very famous poems about the bright moon, such as the one "Drinking Alone under the Moon" (the moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds), and another one "The Moon on the Mountain" ( A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date), these two poems were written in loneliness. Because of loneliness, there is only "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow of three people". This kind of loneliness also makes many people far away People in foreign lands have a great passion in their hearts, so they have always been liked by others.
In addition to Li Bai, Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" is also a very good Mid-Autumn Festival poem, especially the first sentence "The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this time", which has made people think of it for thousands of years. People's hearts are moved when they read it. It really means that people share the same heart and mind.
Wang Jian wrote a poem "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night", which I think is of a very high level, definitely not inferior to Li Bai's. The poem goes:
"The white trees in the courtyard are filled with crows, The cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright, I wonder who is missing in autumn."
The poet looked up at the bright moon in the dead of night, meditating, and felt a slight chill. , I can't help but think about it. In the Guanghan Palace, the cool dew must have wet the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, right? In this way, the artistic conception of "the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently" seems more remote and thought-provoking.
We both look at the moon, but each person feels the meaning of autumn and cherishes others in different ways. The poet was devastated that his family was separated, so the desolation of the moon palace led to a deep lovesickness. His "autumn thoughts" must be the most profound.
The artistic conception of this poem is very beautiful. The poet uses figurative language and rich imagination to exaggerate the specific environmental atmosphere of looking at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, bringing readers into the artistic conception of a bright moon and people far away, with deep thoughts and long feelings. Coupled with an endless and leisurely ending that expresses the feelings of separation and reunion in a very tactful and touching way.
Tang poetry embodies the highest level of ancient Chinese poetry. Therefore, among the poems about the Mid-Autumn Moon in Tang poetry, there are truly excellent works. Almost every famous poet has written on this theme. It can be seen that the Mid-Autumn Festival is in people's hearts. status. Du Fu's famous line "The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown" ("Moonlight Night Remembering My Brother"), Meng Haoran's "The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgent at night" ("Under the Moon"), etc., are all said. There was a bit of melancholy or homesickness.
Of course, the same thing is looking at the moon, but some people think from different angles. For example, Li Shangyin thought of "Chang'e":
"The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the morning stars are gradually setting on the long river. Shen. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky will make her heart happy every night."
Others saw a beautiful full moon as soon as they came out, but Lu Guimeng wanted to "Wait for the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival":
"The frost is turning late, and the good wind is like a good time. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by infinite love. The candles are faintly fragrant and I sit there without hesitation. I love the sound of Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually watch the stars and lose them in the south. Who is it? In order to control the cooling effect, I want to reduce the first round and the noon time."
When talking about the Mid-Autumn Festival and the bright moon, we have to mention Dongpo's famous "Shui Diao Ge Tou":
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"When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. I dance to figure out the shadows, why are I in the world!" Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the house, there should be no regrets. Why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live forever. "
The spread of this poem can be described as "popular". Hu Zai's "Xi Yuyin Cong Hua" said: "As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival poems came out from Dongpo's "Shui Diao Ge Tou", the rest of the poems were all scrapped." Su Shi's poems in the past have always chosen this one.
This poem was written by Dongpo in memory of his brother **** You, which is mentioned in the preface. Although this poem contains the philosophy of life, it is expressed through a perfect literary artistic conception. The first thing we feel is the beautiful moonlight on the Mid-Autumn Night. What we experience is the author's rich emotions, not boring preaching. At the same time, although there are contradictions in the poem between birth and joining the world, and between emotion and reason, in the end, the emotion is explained by reason and does not deviate from reality. There are no negative thoughts of pessimism and disappointment, and the mood is healthy. At the same time, this poem has a strong artistic appeal. So it has become a masterpiece praised by people for thousands of years.
There are many other poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival, because the Mid-Autumn Festival and the bright moon belong to everyone in the world and are not limited to one place or era. They can be written in every era or any place. **We share this bright moon and longing. As the saying goes, "Thousands of miles away, the beauty of Chanjuan". If you are interested, you can find more and read them.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.
The land was conquered, but no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the border towns, thinking about returning home with many sad faces.
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.
Toast a 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.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Ye Si (Li Bai)
The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night (Liu Fangping)
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e (Li Shangyin)
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, 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.
The moon on the night of August 15th (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)
The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword.
Wandering around the earth is far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is 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.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law (Du Fu) on a moonlit night
The sound of drums interrupting the pedestrian movement is heard by the sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.
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.
Lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness arises 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 it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that Zhengyan has no cicadas,
A hundred-foot-high water reaches the sky.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold.
She fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night (Meng Haoran)
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.
The startled magpies have not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th night of August (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty)
My heart feels free when I see the moon in the dust, especially in the Qingqiu Fairyland.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Looking at the group of animals leisurely, the sky is high and the sky is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.
The clouds are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. This night, people are alone in the corner.
It is not necessarily that Su'e has no regrets about the jade toad and the cold osmanthus flower.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the night of August 15th in the past 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.
No one could catch the wind yesterday, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
Waiting for the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng)
The lack of frost has turned to the late good wind, which seems to be a good time.
The curtains are leaning and the trees are separated from each other by infinite candles and the faint fragrance remains. Sit without hesitation
I love Sheng tunes and listen to the music in the north. I gradually see the stars and lose the South Kei
Who is the school's cool force and the power of the school is about to decrease at the beginning of the year and at noon
Tianzhu Temple Eight Guizi on the night of the 15th day of the lunar month (Tangpi day off)
The jade stone fell under the moon wheel and was found in front of the palace.
Nothing happens in heaven so far, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" 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.
The silver cup is not empty yet, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.
So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.
Tonight I can’t see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.
Who made a boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.
Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, but the waves and winds will not be strong again.
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to scatter. When you come back to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes 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 the southern capital, and 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 Yaotai guest.
Going up to the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mifu)
The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow and the autumn is already cold
Children look back at each other and remember how difficult it is to travel
The sound of dew flowing into the thatched cottage stream is noisy on the stone beach
I never saw the moon from night to dawn in the mountains