Cen Can
[Tang]
Everything is unpredictable. You are in the army. Why did you join the army when you failed in studying in thousands of books?
I used to chase Li without pomp, but I was too ignorant when I was on the Western Expedition. Outside the Moon Grottoes at Hogwarts, in Shandong, Kunlun.
Two broken Hu, have light achievement to the court. There is only one life in ten years, and Wan Li is like a flashy cover.
Let the old beard the dust and the temples, and the clothes are crisp and the wind blows. Suddenly, I came under the wheel platform and met my heart.
Drinking is good for spring grass, playing chess is good for smelling the night clock. Today, I returned to Qiuci with a wide bow hanging on my arm.
Pingsha went to the hotel, and a horse flew with it. The lonely city leans on the moraine, and the sea and the sky meet each other.
It is freezing in April and snowy in Tianshan Mountain. You have a wise Lord, crying for poverty. What is it?
At that time, the whole six purlins will touch the sky in one fell swoop.
2. The poem 1 describes the moonlit night, the bright moon on the Xijiang River, and the night trip to Huangsha Road.
Author Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. This road turns to the creek bridge.
Vernacular translation:
The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.
There are light clouds in the sky, twinkling stars appear from time to time, and it is raining in front of the mountain. The familiar Maodian hut is still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. Turning a corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of us.
2, quiet night thinking
Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Vernacular translation:
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted.
I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
3. An autumn night in the mountains
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Vernacular translation:
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.
The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.
The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
The author Li Shangyin lived in the Tang Dynasty.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Vernacular translation:
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Besides, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, which makes people feel sad.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
5. Zhu Liguan
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Vernacular translation:
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle?
Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
3. 10 ancient poems about the moon, 1, Tang Li Bai thinks about the night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
2. Moonlit Night by Don Liu
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The night is still deeper, and the moonlight only illuminates half of the family, and the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, so is Nandou. I didn't know that spring was coming until tonight, because you heard the insects chirping outside the screen window reflected by leaves, and it was the first time to reach home.
3. Zhu Author Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
4. Tang Meng Haoran's Jiande Night Sleeping.
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Docking the ship on a small smoky continent, at dusk, new worries appeared in the guests' minds. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
5. Frost Moon by Tang Shangyin
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural. 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.
As soon as I heard the chirping of geese traveling to the south, the chirping of cicadas disappeared. I climbed up a 100-foot-high building, looking as far as I could, and the water and the sky met. In the middle of the month, the frost goddess Qingnv and Chang 'e are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and beautiful in the cold and frost.
6. Tang Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Moonlight in Chang 'an, thousands of families make clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards. When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?
7. Shi's "Yangguanqu Mid-Autumn Festival"
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?
8. Wang Tangjian's "Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
The mid-autumn moon shines in the yard, and the ground seems as white as a layer of frost and snow. The birds in the tree stopped making noise and fell asleep. Late at night, the cold autumn dew quietly wet the osmanthus in the court. The bright moon is in the sky tonight, and people are enjoying the moon. I wonder whose home is the vast Qiu Si?
9. On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
The sand in front of Yuele Peak is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows, and all people look at their hometown overnight.
10, remitter by Tang
Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
I came to Xie Jia vaguely in my dream, wandering under the railing of a small cloister. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.
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There are many poems about the moon in various places, with many famous articles: either depicting its graceful posture, expressing the feelings of lovesickness and parting, or sentimentalizing its life experience and suffering from displacement, or pouring out its broad-minded and chic mind, or pinning its ambition to help the world and serve the country, or expressing its thoughts on the universe and social life.
4. The poem about seeing the bright moon in the night sky is 1. The author of Silent Night Thinking is Li Bai-there is such a bright line at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 2, "An Autumn Night in the Mountain" Author: Wang Weitang's empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. 3, "Four Poems on the Bright Moon" Author: Li Baitang from a pot of flower wine, 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.
When you are awake, you are happy together, and when you are drunk, you go your separate ways. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
4, "Bamboo House" Author: Wang Weitang alone in the dense bamboo forest, I played the pipa, humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
5, "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Author: Zhang-Tang Chunjiang tide, the bright moon on the sea was born in the tide. I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who sees the moon first by the river, and when does the river shine on people at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Whose boat tonight, where do you miss the moon floor? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
The ancients thought that the moon seen in different places was the same, so they thought that the moon could be outside space, which is the so-called "the end of the world is * * *". Therefore, whether romantic or realistic poets, whether graceful or unrestrained, whether poetry or lyrics, all like to borrow the moon to express their feelings.
Facing the same bright moon, the feelings expressed are different: some lament how difficult things are and how time flies; There is only a solution, lamenting the ups and downs of the official sea; More expression of the pursuit of ideals: "we are all aiming at the distance, aiming at the blue sky and the bright moon."
5. The poem 1 describes the night sky, a foreign night.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.
Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
2. Autumn night
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
The candlelight of the silver candle reflects the barren painting screen, flapping fireflies with a small silk fan. The stone steps in the night are as cold as cold water, and you sit still and stare at the cowherd and weaver girl on both sides of the Tianhe River.
3, the pride of the fisherman, Heaven meets Yun Tao and even Xiao Wu.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.
I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind calm down and the ship will blow away the three mountains!
Water and sky meet, morning fog and clouds wave. The milky way turns, just like countless ships waving sails. The dream soul seems to have returned to heaven and heard the heavenly emperor talking to me. He asked me warmly and sincerely where I was going.
I want to repay the heavenly emperor. It's still far away. It's already dusk. Even if I can write amazing sentences by studying poetry, what's the use? Wan Li is in the sky, Dapeng flies high. Wind! Don't stop, take my canoe straight to Penglai Sanxian Island.
Step 4 look at the sea
Han Dynasty: Cao Cao
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Star Han is talented, if you are not among them.
The sun and the moon rise and set, as if from this vast ocean. The bright stars in the Milky Way also seem to emerge from the embrace of the sea.
5. Tianjiayuan Day
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning. I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy. Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
Last night, bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east, and this morning, the new year began again. I am forty years old. Although there is no official position, I am still worried about farming.
Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds. Farmers speculate on this year's harvest, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year.
6. The bright moon holds up the mountain of heaven. What are the poems about the "full moon" in the boundless haze of the sea of clouds?
-Interpretation of Guan Shanyue by Li Bai: A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
-Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" Interpretation: Mid-Autumn Festival full moon, moonlight shines on the courtyard. In the yard, the shadow of buttonwood is swaying. I am alone in a foreign land, watching the shadow of the moon in the festival. Time goes by slowly and the shadow moves unconsciously. The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy.
-Interpretation of Su Shi's Xijiang Moon, A Dream on Earth: Wine is not a good wine, but there are few customers. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
-Interpretation of Bai Juyi's "Watching the Pavilion Moon on the Night of August 15": How can you see where your hometown is when you look to the northwest, and the moon is round several times when you look to the southeast. Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
-Meng Haoran's interpretation of "There is a bosom under the autumn night": a bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight reflects the dew crystal clear, as if it were wet by the dew. Who decorated the clouds and the moon? Natural beauty and clarification of ocean colors.
-Interpretation of Su Shi's Crossing the Sea on the Night of June 20: When the clouds suddenly disperse, the moon will shine, and no one needs to decorate it. The sky is clear and cloudless. Holding the clear spring water, the spring light shines on the moon, as if the round moon is in your own hands; Playing with mountains makes you feel heavy.
-Interpretation of Yu's "Spring Mountain": Holding the spring water of Ming Che, the spring water shines on the moon, as if the moon is in its own hands; Playing with mountain flowers, the fragrance overflows the skirt. The window is brighter, and it snows every day.
-Yuan Mei's "The Night of December 15th" Interpretation: I also blew out the oil lamp to get ready for bed, but after the light went out, I found the room brighter. It turned out that the night sky was full of bright moon, the earth was covered with snow, and the bright full moon and snowflakes reflected on the windows, making the room look brighter than before the lights were blown. Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
-Interpretation of Liu Yuxi's "Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th": Seeing the moon in the red dust, the heart can be quiet, not to mention the fairy cave in this clear autumn season. The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. -Interpretation of Du Fu's Two Poems of jathyapple on August 15th: There is a full moon outside the window and a full moon in the mirror. Homesickness is like a knife in my heart.
7. Beautiful sentences about the moon and the starry sky The tired moon hides in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars as if watching.
★ The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the Milky Way, blinking. ★ A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.
★ The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate. ★ As the full moon rises, a soft smile appears on her silvered face.
★ The bright full moon has been lifted to the sky by the distant blue mountain. ★ The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
★ An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake. ★ The full moon is like a yellow lantern, lifted from the eastern horizon and hung in the sky.
★ At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight. ★ The moon rises gradually. She is dressed in a long white gauze dress, quiet and serene, gentle and generous.
Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches. ★ The moon, like a newly-married daughter-in-law, just came up from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide.
★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight. 1, the clear sky is sparsely dotted with some stars except for half a moon.
Directly opposite the house, there are seven stars of Orion flashing; Orion A, hanging at the bottom of the four corners, is the larger one, and it is the only one that emits red light in the cloudless blue sky of Wan Li. The distant sky is the sea, glowing with white light under the Leng Yue.
Looking at the stars and the sea, I can't help thinking of Sunlight Rock: Gulangyu Island on the other side of Xiamen, Fujian. The beauty of the island has fallen, and I don't need the sad word "past" anymore.
I have seen these seven stars that never fall on the island under the sunlight rock more than once, and I have also seen a sea like this. I was with my friends during that time.
Those friends are about my age. 4. Just like that silly old man with the ambition to move mountains, we young people put the burden of finding a boat of happiness for mankind on our shoulders and are busy at random.
I am the most useless person, but I have lived some happy days among those friends. 5. When the longan was in full bloom, I also smelled the charming fragrance of the south; I once sat on a boat and looked at the stars on the sea on a starry night.
I have crossed that broken wall with tequila. I used to walk through dark and narrow alleys with a flashlight.
I have also walked in the shade of Changchun trees, holding a lot of longan peeled and eaten, and walked through some small villages and towns. I used to listen to the southern music played by the southern girl in the next room at the seaside hotel. When I opened the window, I heard the laughter of young men and women from the seaside pier.
6. These may inspire young poets. But at that time, we were excited and nervous, and we were still moved like tears.
The beauty of mountains and rivers has become small before our eyes. All our eyes can see is the dying state of the old society trembling in front of the new elite.
8. The poem about the starry sky is 1, and a breeze ripples on the grass bank, through the night, and blows to my still tall mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-mast boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.
2, the stars are listed in the night, and the lights on the rocks are not heavy. It is my heart that hangs in the sky without polishing its luster. -From the Tang Dynasty: Hanshan's Night Catalogue
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Many stars are arranged like chess pieces, which makes the night sky look deep. The unsinkable moon, like a solitary lamp, illuminates the cliff. Bright as a mirror, the moon is crystal clear without polishing. Hanging in the sky is my heart.
3, the star splashes Evian beads, the dew is about to drip, and the treasure is cut. The blue sky is like practice, and the light shakes the Beidou. -From the Yuan Dynasty: Meng Yun's "Clouds and Beads Splash on the Clear Sand"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The meteors in the sky twinkle along the Milky Way, like splash and dew scattered, like a drop of jade liquid. In the night, bluegrass has withered, but it is still neat as scissors. The blue sky is like silk, and the big dipper is swaying with the waves.
4, the cloud is clever, the flying star spreads hatred, and the silver man is dark. -From the Song Dynasty: Qin Guan's "Qiao Yun, the Fairy of Queqiao"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: thin clouds change in the sky, meteors convey the sadness of acacia in the sky, and tonight I quietly cross the distant and boundless galaxy.
5. Wandering around the courtyard, the clouds hate Yu He's face. -From Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the stars are thin and the moon is light, the swing is empty, the sorrow is like a cloud, the hate is like rain, and the face is like a lotus.