The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark, and although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm.
So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Appreciation of Du Fu's Moonlit Night
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Su Shi's When is the Bright Moon?
"When is the bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, everything is biased towards other times. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. " Wish people a long life, thousands of miles away. "
A cluster of plum blossoms
-Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root is fragrant and jade is lingering in autumn. I can untie Luo Shang and go to the Dutch boat alone.
Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Wang Wei's Acacia
When those red berries come in spring,
Wash your southern branches.
Give me a hug and go home,
As a symbol of our love.
& lt& lt the idea of spring >> Li Po
The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches.
Finally, you thought of going home, and now my heart is breaking.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? .
Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon
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Autumn moon hangs in the 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.
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is nothing, and the sunset is full of water, heartbroken in Baipingzhou —— Ting Yun in Jiangnan Dream.