A good poem about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion 1 Poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival reunion must be "reunion" poems.
1, full moon thinking of a distant place/full moon nostalgia
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and now you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.
All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night.
Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night.
I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.
2. Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on August 15th.
Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Osmanthus fragrans fell from the sky, as if from the moon. Picking osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh.
I still don't understand why WU GANG has a problem with osmanthus trees. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably sown by Chang 'e and given to everyone.
3. Mid-Autumn Moon in Yangguan District
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The Mid-Autumn Festival is called Xiao Qin Wang, and when it enters the cavity, it is Yangguanqu.
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
As night falls, the clouds are exhausted, the human world is full of cold, the milky way is silent, and the bright moon is idling, as white as a jade plate.
Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly covered by clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really hard to get! But where shall I go to enjoy the moon next Mid-Autumn Festival?
4, the Mid-Autumn Festival cut plum blossoms on January 1st.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival, flowers are also in cups, and the moon is also in cups. There are statues upstairs tonight, cloud wet screens and rain wet screens.
Want to take the wind to ask about chemical industry, the road is also difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass. Only the candles are red, the songs are quiet, and the cups are quiet.
Recalling the sunny Mid-Autumn Festival, I was among the fragrant osmanthus flowers. The flower shadows are reflected in the glass, and the moon waves are rippling in the glass. Tonight, I also raised my glass upstairs and waited for the moonlight, but the dark clouds soaked the screen window and the rain wet the screen window.
I always want to take the wind to ask God, but I can't get through this day, and I can't get through sending letters. Only the candles in the room had a high fever, which made the banquet red. Let's drink a few glasses of wine slowly, and let's sing slowly to the end.
5. Fairy songs and the Mid-Autumn Festival in Sizhou
Song Dynasty: Facing Bu Zhi
Smoke everywhere, blue sea flying golden mirror. Sleeping in the shadow of laurel trees all night. When it's cold and chaotic, it's far from Beijing, but Lanqiao Road is near.
The crystal curtain does not fall, the mica screen opens, and the beauty powder is cold dipped. When I learned more, I paid for the golden statue and voted for Xiao * * * and Liu Xia. What's more, I took the bed upstairs to see the world making jade and swinging.
Blue smoke covered the shadow of the moon, and a golden mirror flew out of the blue sky. On the empty steps of the long night, there lay the oblique shadows of hanging trees. When the night dew grew cold, Qiu Chan's voice rang in disorder. Miss Kyoto far away, only the Moon Palace fairyland is near.
High-volume crystal curtains, mica screens, and faint pink beauty permeate the coldness of jathyapple. Wait for me a lot of moonlight, pour it into the golden urn, and the clouds will run out until dawn. Then take a Hu bed to the south building, see the world of white jade shops, and enjoy the white and clear autumn.
2. Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion
On the fifteenth night, the full moon king built an atrium in Baishu, and Coody Leng was silent and wet with osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Thinking at night that the foot of Li Bai's bed is so bright, will it have frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang has a deep shadow, the long river is gradually falling and the stars are sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
On August 15, Du Fu of Tang Dynasty in jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
On a moonlit night, I remember my brother Du Fu, a wanderer, listening to drums and autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In the frosty moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water met the sky.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. Under the autumn night and moon, Meng Haoran hangs in the autumn sky, and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. On the night of August 15th, I was playing in Taoyuan, and Liu Yuxi saw the moon dust and the fairy house in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. In the mid-autumn moon, Yan Shu turned to court for ten rounds. This evening, people were confined to the corner alone. Su E may not regret it. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? On the evening of August 15th, Tang Bai Juyi looked at the moon in the pavilion. On the night of August 15th, the year before last, he was near the Apricot Garden beside Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lu Guimeng turned short and the frost lost late, and the good wind seemed to send curtains and oblique trees to get married. There is no limit to the fragrance of candles. I fell in love with Sheng's music without hesitation. I heard that the stars in the north are gradually disappearing. Who wants to reduce the coolness of school and the first round at noon? On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the jade star of Devil Soup Pi Rixiu came down to the moon, and she found Huaxin in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Mid-Autumn Festival to see the moon and Song Sushi's children. The bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan. Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. The Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni is a good question. Children whose clothes are too thin and narrow are already cold in autumn. I'm afraid it's hard to get out of the hut. The stream is very loud. The moon comes to dawn in the mountains. I didn't watch jathyapple on August 15th by Tang Du Fu. The full moon flew to the mirror and came back to my heart.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. (Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty) "Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th" in Yuxi, Liu Tang, sees the moon in the dust, and the feeling is between the clear autumn and the immortals.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
The cloud is about to move under the stars, and it is freezing and happy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. ("Full Tang Poetry") Tang Juyi's "Watching the Pavilion on the 15th of August" Last August, on the 15th night, it was next to the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. ("Complete Tang Poetry") In the Tang Dynasty of Pi Rixiu, "Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the 15th night of August", a jade star gave birth to a new moon, which was found in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. ("Complete Tang Poetry") Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Festival See the Moon, the moon is not high, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-autumn reunion poems
Han and Wei poetry 1, ancient poetry, bright moon, bright moon, bright night, promoting the weaving and singing East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, ancient poetry, the moon, the moon, the moon, the bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
3, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Tang poetry 1. Li Bai: The bright moon rises from Tiantai Mountain in Guan Shanyue and is shrouded in an infinite sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. 2. Li Bai: Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink the bright moon alone, and I drink it alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
3. Li Bai: Think about the bright light at the foot of my bed at night. Will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
4. Liu: The moonlit night is deeper and the moonlight is half-baked, and Beidou is dry in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
5. Li Shangyin: The shadow of Chang 'e mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
6. Du Fu: A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle and remembered my brothers in the moonlight night. The first call of autumn came from a wild goose on the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
7. Zhang Jiuling: Moon, now at sea, looking at the moon, thinking of a distant place, the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. 8. Li Shangyin: At the beginning of the frosty month, the geese passed without cicadas, and the high water in the 100-foot building reached the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. 9. Meng Haoran: There is a bright moon hanging in the autumn night, and the bright moon shines. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky, 1. Get together at the beginning of autumn night.
Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again.
In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.
Osmunda japonica is not allowed to stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant.
Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past.
Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal.
When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news. 3. Xuanqing's waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold.
Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left.
Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk.
Life dances like a swallow, and songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy tales, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep.
Hosta disorderly cross, let everything Levin, this music 4. Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute) painted drums and noisy streets, blue lights filled the city, and the first moon shone in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque in the capital of Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows and golden stems.
Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly.
Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house.
For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose.
It is difficult to write deeply and sincerely when the wall falls and everyone stands. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.
5. Look at the bright moon, bright moon, bright moon. Competition is still insufficient.
Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to. The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season.
The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting. 6. Partridges blow into the night wind through the residual smoke.
A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.
Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace.
I should have been born in the past, and I love to keep Yuanyang in two places. 7. At 12 o'clock in the evening (autumn night), the smoke is as light as the wind.
Jue Cui Zhang, Liang Sheng. Gradually enter the slight cold weather.
Broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard. If you can't sleep, get up. It is even more worrying, and it is worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, which are worrying.
God knows, I was worried. The night is always there, clearly beside the bed, watching diligently.
The candle is dim, the wine is awake, and Yuan Lai is in a dream. Come to sleep, get dressed and sit alone with mixed feelings.
How can I get benefits, reconcile sex, and then make the rest of the incense quilt? I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on.
8. Su Shi's "Shuidiao Tou" is the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing. When did you write this article and get pregnant with the moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. 9. Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" swims in Huangzhou on a spring night.
Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less.
I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human.
On the bridge pillar of the book. According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint.
I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao.
Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu. 10. Take a trip to Xiangzitian and Qiu Guang, and feel pain after turning around. Go to explore Jin Yingzhi near Chongyang.
Try thin clothes first, green ants are new. The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool.
The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?
Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
4. What are the poems related to Mid-Autumn Festival Reunion?
Drinking alone with the moon, this month 15 night and month, seeing jathyapple in the bookstore, playing with the moon in Nanzhai, and enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Original text:
1. Drink the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
2. The night of August 15th (Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
3. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!
4. Nanzhai Opera Moon (Wang Changling)
Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
5. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
5. Mid-Autumn Festival family reunion poems
Selected poems of Mid-Autumn Festival:
Drink with the moon
Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
I don't know the drink of Zhi Dao, and my shadow has labeled me as vacant; .
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
August 15th, jathyapple.
Du Fu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I am looking forward to the little white rabbit, and I want to answer autumn.
6. Famous sayings, poems and examples about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion
Tang Du Fu's "The Night of August 15th" The full moon reflected in the mirror turned to the heart to fold the broadsword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. ("Complete Tang Poetry") This is the poet's work to avoid chaos and enter Sichuan.
In the first two poems, the feeling of watching the moon is aroused, and the moon on August 15, which symbolizes reunion, is used as a contrast of his wandering worries in a foreign land; After the poem, the two couplets depict the Mid-Autumn Night, and the words such as "seeing feathers" and "counting autumn flowers" are fantastic and romantic, which is unique in Lao Du's poems. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Playing the Moon in the Peach Garden on the 15th of August" is also a leisurely look at the moon in the dust, feeling between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
The cloud is about to move under the stars, and it is freezing and happy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. Liu Yuxi (772-842), a writer and philosopher in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Luoyang.
This poem has sixteen sentences, and every four sentences have a rhyme, and each rhyme is a natural paragraph. The first paragraph is about playing with the moon in Taoyuan, with the scenery of the moon and the feeling of playing. The second paragraph is about the night of August 15th. The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival contrasts with the landscape of heaven and earth illuminated by moonlight. The third paragraph is romantic imagination, which describes the feeling of becoming an immortal, from scenery to emotion, producing nature; In the last paragraph, I dragged myself back from my imagination, wrote about sunrise and sunset, and even expressed my feelings about "perfect time" After leaving Taoyuan, it is difficult to relive its significance.
The scenery of the whole poem changes at any time, and the artistic conception changes with the scene, which has a sense of ups and downs. Tang Juyi's "Watching the Pavilion on the 15th night of August" was on the 15th night of August the year before last, next to the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. This poem, when written in Jiangzhou, shows the emotion that extremes meet opposites, and makes a transformation of emptiness in the transformation of time, revealing the transformation of feelings in the transformation of time and space. In contrast, it reveals the sadness in exile.
Pi Rixiu's Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the 15th night of August in Tang Dynasty saw a jade flower on the moon, which was found in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
("Complete Tang Poetry") Pi Rixiu (about 833-? ), the word escape less, Xiangyang people. Poetry is as famous as Lu Guimeng's, and there is also a book called "The Book of Approval".
This poem describes sweet-scented osmanthus, which falls on the mountain as pure as jade and is more crystal clear in the moonlight. Picking up flowers with dew is more nourishing, and I want to be the Chang 'e scattered all over the earth. The whole poem is full of falsehood, ethereal and meaningful, with the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, it shows the full love of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is wonderful to see the big from the small.
Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
This long poem is composed of 28 couplets of 14, which can be described as a Mid-Autumn Festival poem. From the rise of the moon to the setting of the moon, this poem not only vividly describes the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also vividly describes the personnel in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The poem "If a cup of silver is not full, it will go like a wave" is impressive, "Whoever washes his eyes for God should meet the water" has a unique imagination, "A thousand lights change overnight", "Going to the festival with his head down" tells the folk custom, "It is more important to call for wine when he returns" and "How many people are interested in the bright moon poem", and the whole poem is intertwined with the scenery. Fei Mid-Autumn Festival looks at the poor moon, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and all kinds of red mussels are precious.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. Mi Fei (1051-1107) was born in Xiangyang.
Guan Bu is far away. He can write poems, especially calligraphy, which was well known in the Song Dynasty.
This poem quotes two folklores. First, it is said that the propagation of pearls is related to the profit and loss of the moon. When the moon is full, mussels are pregnant with pearls; 2. Folk custom month consists of seven treasures, which are often practiced by 82,000 households in the world. In this way, the legendary moon-missing adds a mythical color to the Mid-Autumn Moon, making it more charming.
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