1. A collection of sad poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
A collection of sad poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival 1. Sad sentences about the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The wandering people are destined to have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival During the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the bright moon shines in the sky and sheds silvery light, people will always be reminded of many beautiful myths and legends, as well as those people and things in those years.
2. Looking up at the night sky, the stars and moon are speechless, the shadows of the moon are whirling, and everything is silent. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full and people are reunited.
Looking at the brilliance and vastness of the stars from a distance, in the blue-black sky, the disc-like bright moon is suspended in the misty clouds, and the dark blue sky is dotted with cold stars. 3. The beauty of the night is both fascinating and heartbreaking.
You don’t know how to cherish something when you have it, but you understand it when you lose it. Your place in my heart is irreplaceable.
Thinking of you quietly, my thoughts cannot calm down. Missing you is a kind of pain, an unforgettable pain that doesn't come often, but is still profound! I don’t want to say anything more, the hurt and pain will be hidden in my heart, because no amount of words can express the sadness of heartbreak.
4. In the lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, my thoughts are flying in the silver moonlight, my dreams are rippling in the dark night, and my soul is wandering between heaven and earth, once again tugging at the slightly painful heartstrings. 5. The moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people who are deeply in love are also lonely.
It is the waning moon that mends longing, and it is objects and scenery that touch sadness. Lovesickness is really like a song, which sings all the joys and sorrows of the world. Lovesickness is also like wine, which is mellow and intoxicating.
The bottle is full of clear moonlight alone, and I am filled with tears of infatuation. 6. The night is deep and the love is getting stronger.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is still wandering in the sky, walking through the coldness of fate, crossing the river of lovesickness in dreams, only the thin figure lingering in the moonlit night, and the loneliness stranded in the wind of lovesickness. shore. 7. Witnessing the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival singing in the empty night, my feelings are also depressed and low.
In the fairy tales whispered under the moon, is there a sleepless lover? In the late night of the moon, the love is intoxicated by the moonlight bathing, and the longing depends on each other. Are you leaning against the window lattice, silently counting the drops of red blood oozing out from the pale moonlight?
Are you still sad about the separation of fallen leaves and dead trees? 8. Staring at the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, how much lovesickness, how much dream, how much confusion, and how much longing arise deep in my heart.
Bathed in the moist moonlight, my heart is filled with a sparse sadness and desolation. 9. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a sad festival, with a touch of nostalgia, a deep yearning, and unstoppable tears. When alone, no matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it still reveals a cold feeling. What’s more, the Mid-Autumn Festival without a moon seems to have been filled with tears. The world is abandoned, even the moon has disappeared, and I am alone without even a shadow. How can I be so miserable?
10. In the autumn colors, the charming tender yellow and the delicate green gradually fade away as the autumn wind gradually fades away. The dead leaves of a tree fall alone and wither, blending into the chlorotic leaves season after season, turning into A bunch of long songs turned red when we cried, turned into mud, and turned white all over the ground. The wind has risen, the flowers have withered, and the leaves have fallen. It is difficult to conceal the hesitation of vicissitudes of life between the brows, and the gurgling sadness in the heart is as indifferent as running water.
11. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn! The moon moved slowly in the heavy night, with its hesitant and elegant steps. My heart was filled with countless longings. Tears slipped through the fingers of the moonlight, and everything was silent. I shed tears when I look at the bright moon, and my autumn thoughts are stained with dust. Amidst the joy of thousands of lights, I am lonely and have nowhere to live in the body of the bright moon.
12. A blur of tenderness and a quiet agility float in the rustling autumn wind. A incomplete full moon washes away the indescribable emotions in the heart, plays the reverie of dreams, expresses infinite lovesickness, immerses in tipsy, and melts into the same lonely moonlight.
13. Time leaves no one behind, and things are unpredictable. This year you may be alone, but next year you will be an unknown number. Maybe you won’t be alone to admire the moon in next year’s Mid-Autumn Festival. If there is more excitement, there will be less peace. Then Sometimes you may believe that the quietness of the past is worth recalling. 14. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, toasts to reunion, the leaves are flying, and the friendship continues.
Homesick people are hurried in the distance, drinking wine and asking Lone Moon, what year is it today? The tenderness of the light is spreading, the tears have become wet in a foreign land, and the speckled silver light leaking in from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness. 15. The moonlight is hazy, the night sky is graceful, the winding paths are full of flower shadows, and mottled with thoughts.
The sparkling water waves gather together with light dancing and flying, and the sound of silk and bamboo blends into the rhythm of the moonlight. The sound of rustling water sounded softly, beating the coolness of the night and gradually deepening the desolation of autumn.
16. Mid-Autumn Festival is another personal festival. The footsteps of youth are traveling step by step. There are too many blessings in the sad September, but our pace of growth has not stopped moving forward. We are about to walk in various places in the world, measure the world with our footsteps, and feel the various existence forms of life with our souls. The road is still long, so let us go on an expedition with a state of mind... 17. Standing alone like a vicissitudes of tree Under the moonlight, quietly listen to the sound of the moonlight gushing through the air, gently touching the melody of the heart, and the sorrow and sadness will splash like flowers, vividly revealing the past of flowers. 18. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again. Others are celebrating reunions, but I am a lonely person. I have no care or greetings. It’s really sad! 19. A person’s Mid-Autumn Festival is inevitably a little sad.
When your family is around, you will feel that this day is no different from any other day; only when you are alone, facing an empty room, do you deeply realize how festive and joyful this festival is. I wish to cherish the people in front of me and enjoy the reunion night.
Sad Sentences 20. It seems that for many years, I have been watching this prosperous world alone, watching the happiness and bustle of others, then squatting down and hugging myself, standing up and moving on... …It’s another Mid-Autumn Festival for me, which is a bit sad.
2. Sad sentences about the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Thoughts on a Quiet Night" The moonlight shines brightly in front of Li Bai's bed in the Tang Dynasty, suspecting it is frost on the ground. He looks up at the bright moon and lowers his head to miss his hometown.
"Drinking Alone under the Moon" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty has a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. He raises his glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three of us. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadow follows me. I will accompany the moon for a while, and have fun. It must be spring. My singing moon lingers, and my dancing shadows are scattered. We make love together when we are awake, and we are separated when we are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will see each other again.
"August 15th Night Moon" Full Moon by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Flying in the bright mirror, returning to the heart and folding the big knife. Turning around to travel far away, climbing the laurel tree and looking up to the sky. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is full of feathers. Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the cents.
"August 10th" "Looking at the Moon in the Penting Pavilion on the Fifth Night" Tang Bai Juyi In the past year, on the 15th night of August, I was beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pond. On the 15th night of August this year, I was in front of the water pavilion in Shatou, Penpu. Where is the country looking to the northwest? The moon is full in the southeast. Yesterday's wind When it blows, no one will listen, and the clear light tonight is like previous years.
"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty, the bright moon rises over the sea, the end of the world *** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, and they actually miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the light is full of pity, I feel the dew in my clothes. I can't bear to give it to you, but I still have a good night's sleep.
"Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" The white trees in the courtyard built by the Tang Dynasty were crows, and the cold dew wet the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright, people can look at it and wonder. Whose autumn thoughts fall.
"Waiting for the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" In the Tang Dynasty, the tortoises were covered with frost, and the frost was late. Sheng tunes are heard in the north, and the stars are gradually lost in the south. Who is the school's cooling power, and wants to reduce the first round and noon.
"Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" Tang Pi Rixiu Yu Ke Shan The moon is under the mountain, and a new piece of dew is found in front of the palace. It has not happened yet, so it must have been thrown by Chang'e to someone else.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. . This night will not last long in this life, where will the bright moon be seen next year.
"Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Mifu's eyes are poor and the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams. If there is no moonlight in the sky, , Guizhi supports the westward wheel.
3. Mid-Autumn Festival sad poems
Drinking a pot of wine among the plum blossoms under the moon, drinking alone without a 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 the time being, 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.
The Moon on the Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning 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 time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai Wang Changling When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the window. The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
The Mid-Autumn Moon has come together, the sky is blue and cloudless, the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the remaining wine of the fifth period.
Guan Shanyue 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.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
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 candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting 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.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night, Du Fu. 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.
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. 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 is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran 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 looking at the sky.
Mid-Autumn Festival awaits the moon, Lu Guimeng, the lack of frost turns to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are still dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who is the school's cooling force, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Haowen The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn. Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn.
Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th Liu Yuxi When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, 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, 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 and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds (the left car and the right car merge) 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. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should be melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon by Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life 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 by Bai Juyi In the past year, on the night of August 15th, 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.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the osmanthus peel rests on the day of rest. A jade stone falls under the moon, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Zizi by Su Shi The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, 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.
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. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and 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* (wind left and right occupy) will the wind return and become strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass is heard when the throat is cold* (insects above and below). There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who 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 followed the sunrise, and suddenly I dreamed of a guest from Yaotai.
Climbing the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival Mi Fu's eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the 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 was so worried that I couldn't sleep at night, so I picked up my clothes and wandered 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 to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
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 today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will things 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 hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Xijiang Moon Su Shi is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant and getting drunk.
I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.
The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The light waves in the wild are shining, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.
It’s a pity that a stream of wind and moon cannot teach Qiong Yao to be crushed. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Back to Dong Tiju and the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet by Wen Tianxiang. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the boat carrying the painting is lifted. When the moon is over, the glass is raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when I visited Red Cliff. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.
The river is full of red. Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Xin Qiji Go up to the west building quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow.
Whoever makes the curling floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season. Ask Chang'e if she has any worries about being lonely and cold.
4. What are the sad poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival?
"Playing with the Moon on August 15th" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The moon will wash over the world again 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 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 of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It's so cold at high places! Dancing clear shadow, like in the 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 are gone and overflowing with coldness, the silver man turns 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, see the sky thousands of miles away, and look straight down at the mountains and rivers.
Cut off the Gui Po Suo. Humanity is more clear.
5. Sad Mid-Autumn Poems
"Mid-Autumn Moon" (Song Dynasty) Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the 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?
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" (Song Dynasty) Su Shi
Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until dawn. I am writing this article because I am 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 am afraid of the beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings.
It’s extremely cold at high places! Dancing clear shadow, like in the 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.
6. Sad sentences about the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. Wanderers are destined to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the bright moon shines in the sky, shedding silvery light, there will always be It reminds me of many beautiful myths and legends, as well as those people and things in those years.
2. Looking up at the night sky, the stars and moon are speechless, the shadows of the moon are whirling, and everything is silent. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full and people are reunited. Looking at the brilliance and vastness of the stars from a distance, in the blue-black sky, the disc-like bright moon is suspended in the misty clouds, and the dark blue sky is dotted with cold stars.
3. The beauty of the night is both fascinating and heartbreaking. You don’t know how to cherish something when you have it, but you understand it when you lose it. Your place in my heart is irreplaceable. Thinking of you quietly, my thoughts cannot calm down. Missing you is a kind of pain, an unforgettable pain that doesn't come often, but is still profound! I don’t want to say anything more, the hurt and pain will be hidden in my heart, because no amount of words can express the sadness of heartbreak.
4. In the lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, my thoughts are flying in the silver moonlight, my dreams are rippling in the dark night, and my soul is wandering between heaven and earth, once again tugging at the slightly painful heartstrings.
5. The Mid-Autumn Festival moon is full, and people who are deeply in love are also lonely. It is the waning moon that mends longing, and it is objects and scenery that touch sadness. Lovesickness is really like a song, which sings all the joys and sorrows of the world. Lovesickness is also like wine, which is mellow and intoxicating. The bottle is filled with clear moonlight alone, covered with infatuation and lingering tears.
6. The night is late and the love is getting stronger. The Mid-Autumn Festival is still wandering in the sky, walking through the coldness of fate, crossing the river of lovesickness in dreams, only the thin figure lingering in the moonlit night, stranded on the lonely bank in the wind of lovesickness.
7. Seeing the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival singing in the empty night, my feelings are also depressed and low. In the fairy tales whispered under the moon, is there a sleepless lover? In the late night of the moon, the love is intoxicated by the moonlight bathing, and the longing depends on each other. Are you leaning against the window lattice, silently counting the drops of red blood oozing out from the pale moonlight? Are you still sad about the separation of fallen leaves and dead trees?
8. Staring at the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, how much lovesickness, how much dream, how much confusion, and how much longing arise deep in my heart. Bathed in the moist moonlight, my heart is filled with a sparse sadness and desolation.
9. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a sad festival, with a touch of nostalgia, a deep yearning, and unstoppable tears. When alone, no matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it still reveals a cold feeling, let alone without. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon seems to have been abandoned by the world. Even the moon has disappeared. I am alone without even a shadow. How can I be so miserable?
10. In the autumn colors, the charming tender yellow and the delicate green gradually fade away as the autumn wind gradually fades away. The dead leaves of a tree fall alone and wither, blending into the chlorotic leaves season after season, turning into A bunch of long songs turned red when we cried, turned into mud, and turned white all over the ground. The wind has risen, the flowers have withered, and the leaves have fallen. It is difficult to hide the hesitation of vicissitudes of life between the brows, and the gurgling sadness in the heart is as indifferent as running water.
11. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn! The moon moved slowly in the heavy night, with its hesitant and elegant steps. My heart was filled with countless longings. Tears slipped through the fingers of the moonlight, and everything was silent. I shed tears when I look at the bright moon, and my autumn thoughts are stained with dust. Amidst the joy of thousands of lights, I am lonely and have nowhere to live in the body of the bright moon.
12. A blur of tenderness and a quiet agility float in the rustling autumn wind. A incomplete full moon washes away the indescribable emotions in the heart, plays the reverie of dreams, expresses infinite lovesickness, immerses in tipsy, and melts into the same lonely moonlight.
13. Time leaves no one behind, and things are unpredictable. This year you may be alone, but next year you will be an unknown number. Maybe you won’t be alone to admire the moon in next year’s Mid-Autumn Festival. If there is more excitement, there will be less peace. Then Sometimes you may believe that the quietness of the past is worth recalling.
14. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, toasts to reunion, the leaves are flying, and the friendship continues. Homesick people are hurried in the distance, drinking wine and asking Lone Moon, what year is it today? The tenderness of the light is spreading, the tears have become wet in a foreign land, and the speckled silver light leaking in from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness.
15. The moonlight is hazy, the night sky is graceful, the winding paths are full of flower shadows, and mottled with thoughts. The sparkling water waves gather together with light dancing and flying, and the sound of silk and bamboo blends into the rhythm of the moonlight. The sound of rustling water sounded softly, beating the coolness of the night, gradually deepening the desolation of autumn.
16. Mid-Autumn Festival is another personal festival. The footsteps of youth are traveling step by step. There are too many blessings in the sad September, but our pace of growth has not stopped moving forward. We are about to walk in various places in the world, measure the world with our footsteps, and feel the various forms of life with our souls. The road is still long, so let us go on an expedition with a state of mind...
17. Standing alone like a vicissitudes of life tree under the moonlight, quietly listening to the sound of the moonlight gurgling through the air, gently touching the melody of the heart, the sorrow and sadness will splash like flowers, vividly revealing the past of flower failure.
18. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again. Others are celebrating reunions, but I am a lonely person with no care or greetings. It’s really sad!
19. A person’s Mid-Autumn Festival is inevitably a little sad. When your family is around, you will feel that this day is no different from any other day; only when you are alone, facing an empty room, do you deeply realize how festive and joyful this must be. I wish to cherish the people in front of me and enjoy the reunion night. Sad sentences
20. It seems that for many years, I have been watching this prosperous world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others, then squatting down and hugging myself, standing up and moving on... …It’s another Mid-Autumn Festival for me, which is a bit sad.
7. Sad sentences about the Mid-Autumn Festival
We are thousands of miles away but we are not together yet, but we invite the bright moon to convey our love.
The full moon, wine, beauty, and blessings bring you blessings. The sky is full of blessings for you. The moon is full during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I miss my loved ones during the festive season. Even though we are far away from each other, we see our loved ones when we look up. We wish, wish, wish come true, love, and fulfill our wishes.
I wish you all the best! Happy forever! The Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and the National Day holiday is here. Sending you: pistachios at all times, engraved lucky stars, peace talisman every year, good health every year! I wish you all the best you can think of, you can see and smell, you can have good luck and wealth. The Mid-Autumn Festival has not come yet. I hope my text message will be the first to arrive. I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance! One radish and two slices of lotus root, happiness holds hands with you; three ounces of tofu and four slices of ginger, you should look at things broadly; five moon cakes and six pieces of candy, there is equal communication and reunion.
Give the long-brewing creativity to the autumn wind and let it interpret the melody of lovesickness; let the hearts longing for reunion leap into space, and retell the eternal theme under the laurel tree in the moon palace. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, may you feel as happy as autumn! Smiles are always blooming like flowers! May all your wishes come true, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! The moon is full, and it’s time to send blessings. In the gentle breeze, under the bright moon, I wish you and your family a happy reunion, happiness and health.
8. Poems describing the sadness of the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Moon on the 15th of August" Tang Dynasty Du Fu flew into the mirror with the full moon, returned to his heart and folded the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the osmanthus 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. "Nanxiangzi·Feelings of the Mid-Autumn Festival" The moon is full, the fragrance of cinnamon is floating, and I look forward to the present day every year.
Rural visitors do not return to the fence. Looking at the broken road, people with frosty hair on their temples are nowhere to be found.
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty, the fragrance of red lotus roots and the lingering jade in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Song Dynasty Su Shi Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until dawn. I am writing this article because I am 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 so cold in the high places! Dancing clear shadow, like in the world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you 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 hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Li Puhao of the Tang Dynasty. The treasure mirror rises in the sky, and the fairy music in the clouds is silent; What happened before our eyes; Lingcha made an agreement to join hands together, and wait until the Milky Way is completely clear. "Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty 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 it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
"Drinking Alone Under the Moon" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty had a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows.
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 song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic. "The Mid-Autumn Festival" by Zhang Huang in the Ming Dynasty.
The moon is bright and round, people are thousands of miles away, the wind is strong, the sails are light and the swallows are traveling together. "Climbing a Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Dynasty Mi Fu's eyes were so poor that the Huaihai Sea was as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurtured the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.