What are the poems that poets use to describe the moon?

1. Poems written by poets about the moon

Poems written by poets about the moon 1. On the night of August 15th, what poems did poets write about the moon?

< p> 1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" There was a bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. 2. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.

But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely. 3. "The Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The water in Lu is clear and the moon is clear, and the moon is clear and the egrets are flying.

The man listened to the girl picking water chestnuts and returned home with a night song. 4. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any 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 now, 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.

5. "Moon over Guanshan" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

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 the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.

6. "Asking the Moon with Wine" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty When will the moon come to the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask: People cannot reach the bright moon when they climb it, but the moon follows people when it moves? As bright as a flying mirror, it comes to Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance? But seeing the night coming from the sea, would Ning know if Xiang Yunjian is there? The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and it is the same when they look at the bright moon.

I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking. 7. "Staying on the Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. 8. "Moon" by Xue Tao of Tang Dynasty.

The thin shadow will become round, where can you see it in the world? 9. "Looking at 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 miss each other at night.

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

10. "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty. The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

11. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains" by Tang Wangwei After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.

The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

12. "Traveler" by Tang Dumu There is no good companion in the hotel, and the love will be quiet. The cold lamp reminds me of old things, and the broken goose alarms melancholy to sleep.

The distant dream returns to invade the dawn, and the letter from home arrives the following year. There is a beautiful moonlit sky in Cangjiang River, and the door is a fishing boat.

13. "An Old Friend Sends Tea" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty. There are nine Chinese figures outside the sword, and the title is Jade Capital. When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and the sound of springs is heard everywhere.

The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone to the moon. Bichenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.

The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems. I didn't dare to spend more than a month, so I left my elbow to write books.

14. "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

15. "Frost Moon" Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water on the hundred-foot tower reached the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.

16. "Manxing" a poem by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third watch. The herons at the head of the beach are silent, and the fish are jumping at the stern and making a sound.

17 "Mooring in Qinhuai" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.

18. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost. Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.

19. "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" by Tang Li Ye When people leave, they are speechless and the moon is silent, but when the moon shines, people are sentimental. After farewell, I miss you like the moon, and the water in the clouds reaches the city.

20. "Reflections on Jianglou" by Zhao Gu of the Tang Dynasty. I went up to Jianglou alone to think of silence, the moonlight was like water and the water was like sky. Where are the people who came to play on the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

21. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, 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? 22. "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.

Where is the spring river without the moonlight? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.

The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.

Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.

At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.

The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I wonder how many people will return by the moon? Falling flowers are shaking the trees in the river.

23. "Shengchazi" Tang Niu Xiji The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no reunion. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at it, her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.

Chopping peach flesh all day long, Ren'er is in my heart. Two wallflowers will get married sooner or later.

24. "The Order of Ridicule" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty. Biancao, Biancao, Biancao comes to the old soldiers. The snow is clear in the south and north of the mountain, and the moon is bright thousands of miles away.

2. The poet’s famous verses about the moon

1 The autumn moon hangs high in the sky, and the fairies play quietly in the confinement. This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival is a big event, so why is the moonlight so lonely? We of our generation are naturally clear. A bottle carries the bright moon, it doesn’t matter that the bright moon carries a clear bottle A thousand miles of color Mid-Autumn Moon, the sound of a hundred thousand troops in the middle of the night The tide and evening clouds have gathered and overflowed with the cold, the silver man silently turns the jade plate The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, the full moon flies in the mirror in the vast sea of ??clouds, returns to the heart and folds the sword in the autumn sky The bright moon hangs, and the lustrous dew wets the mountains. From night to night, I never see the moon until dawn. 2 Notes on a night tour of Chengtian Temple. On the night of October 12, the sixth year of Yuanfeng, Su Shi took off his clothes and was about to fall asleep. When the moonlight entered his house, he set off happily.

Thinking of the joy of nothingness, I went to Chengtian Temple to look for Zhang Huaimin. Huaimin was not sleeping, so he and I walked into the middle courtyard. Under the courtyard, the sky is clear as if there were accumulated water. The water is covered with algae and cypress shadows.

On what night there is no moon, where there are no pines and cypresses, but there are few idle people like the two of us. 3 The autumn moon hangs high in the sky, outside the blue sky, fairies are playing quietly in the forbidden period. Mid-Autumn Festival is a big event this year, and the moonlight is so lonely. We, of course, carry the bright moon in a clear bottle, but it doesn’t matter that the bright moon carries a clear bottle. A thousand miles of color Mid-Autumn moon, the sound of a hundred thousand troops In the middle of the night, all the dusk clouds are gathered and overflowing with the clear cold. The silver man turns the jade plate silently and the bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains. The full moon flies in the mirror among the vast sea of ??clouds. Returning to the heart, I fold the big knife and the bright moon hangs in the autumn sky. The glorious dew wets the mountain. From night to day, I have never watched 4 "Shui Tiao Song Tou" Su Shi asked the sky when the bright moon will come.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live long and enjoy the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. (Chanjuan is the moon) "Gulang Yue Xing" Li Bai I didn't know the moon when I was a child, and called it a white jade plate. I also doubted the Yao table mirror, flying in the blue clouds... "Farewell at Dujing Gate" Li Bai Flying mirror under the moon, the clouds form a sea tower.

3. The poet’s famous verses about the moon

1 The autumn moon hangs high in the sky, and the fairy man quietly plays in the forbidden room

This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival is a big event, what’s the moonlight like? I am alone

It is the clear bottle that bears the bright moon, but it does not matter that the bright moon bears the clear bottle

The Mid-Autumn Moon with a thousand miles of color, the sound of a hundred thousand troops in the middle of the night

The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently

The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds

The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword

The bright moon in the autumn sky Hanging, the luster is moistened with dew

I never saw the moon in the mountains at night until dawn

2 Notes on a night trip to Chengtian Temple

Su Shi

Yuan Dynasty On the night of October 12th in the sixth year of Fengshi, I took off my clothes and was about to fall asleep. When the moonlight came into my house, I happily set off. Thinking of being happy with nothing, I went to Chengtian Temple and looked for Zhang Huaimin. Huaimin was not sleeping, so he walked with him in the middle courtyard. Under the courtyard, the sky is clear as if there were accumulated water. The water is covered with algae and cypress shadows. What night

There is no moon, there are no pines and cypresses, but there are few idle people like the two of us.

3 The autumn moon hangs high in the sky, and the fairy man plays quietly in the forbidden room

This year is a big event for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the moonlight is so lonely for my generation

It is clear The bottle bears the bright moon, it doesn’t matter that the bright moon bears the clear bottle

The Mid-Autumn Moon with a thousand miles of color, the sound of hundreds of thousands of troops in the middle of the night

The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently< /p>

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds

The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to break the sword

The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with radiant dew

In the mountains I never saw the moon at night until dawn

4 "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" by Su Shi

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.

I hope that people will live long and live thousands of miles away.

(Chanjuan is the moon)

"Gu Lang Yue Xing" Li Bai

When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate

And The suspicious Yao table mirror is flying in the blue clouds...

"Farewell at Crossing Jingmen" by Li Bai

The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds are forming sea towers

4. Analysis of the feelings (verses) of ancient literati about the moon

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Author: 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 compassionate 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. Translation: A bright moon rises over the sea. You and I are on opposite sides of the sky, admiring the moon above the sea.

Some lovers resent the long nights and stay up all night longing for you. Turn off the candles and the moonlight fills the room which is lovely.

When I put on my clothes, my clothes were wet with dew. I can't give you the silver light in my hand, so why not go back to bed and fall asleep, maybe I can get together with you happily in my dream.

Notes: 1. Huaiyuan: Missing relatives far away. This sentence writes about relatives in different places looking at the bright moon with the same feelings at the same time.

2. Lover: There is a lover. Resenting the distant night: Resenting and insomnia due to separation, and even complaining about the long nights.

Jing Xi: All night long. 3. Cherish the full moonlight: Cherish the moonlight that fills the room.

4. The last two sentences say: Although the moonlight is lovely, I cannot give it to my relatives far away, so I have to go back to the house and sleep, hoping for a good dream. Lu Ji's "The Bright Moon Is So Bright": "There is an afterglow when you shine on it, but you can't hold it in your hands.

" Writing background: The author left his hometown, looked at the moon and missed his relatives far away********** *********************There are others, such as: Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and getting drunk on Dadan, this article is also When will the moon come out to conceive a child? 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 it's too cold in the high places.

How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? 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. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.

Go to a restaurant and drink and get drunk. He rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest.

Jijue already knows. The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world.

This sentence is written on the bridge pillar. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky.

The arrogance of jade is not solved yet, and I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao.

Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn. Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed at the beginning.

Then it was called Zuo, and there was no reason to meet her face again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly.

In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Started by Hui Dong Tiju" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are 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. The reward is paid by the straw, and the cloth is handed over to the wheel.

[Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower 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 is lonely and cold, if she has any worries, she should have a beautiful hair.

The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly.

Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, there is still nothing left to be desired. If it's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated.

Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained.

Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in an instant. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past. Can't bear to think about it.

Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. Towards the Immortal Island and on the road back to the underworld, there is no news about either of them.

Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold. Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was drunk and still silent.

Things will be lost forever, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow. Thinking secretly, chasing old memories, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I wanted to throw fruit to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time. The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the gods and immortals. At the end of the night, it became even more sparse and crazy.

Geng Xiangjiang sleeps with phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks. The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.

The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed. The alleys are criss-crossed.

Pass the Pingkang bridle and listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candles flicker.

That person did not cover up the incense screen. Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.

She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention. The wall is about to be painted, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time.

Little did we know that famous officials were detained and interrogated, and their charm has been reduced over the years. Look at the bright moon, the bright moon.

The struggle for success is still lacking. Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.

It was last year's time at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.

Partridge Sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.

Because the road is far away, the person is still far away, even if the heart is the same, the heart is not the same. Passionate and passionate.

Biyun returned without a trace. Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.

Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light. Feel the green tent and the coolness, giving rise to autumn thoughts.

The weather is getting colder. Falling leaves knock on the windows, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't get up after sleeping.

More leaks in the throat, more worries, and all kinds of emotions are present, all leaving people worried. Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.

Sometimes at night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently. When the candle is dark, I wake up from wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.

Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope. How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then arrange the remaining fragrant quilts?

I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on. Xingxiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn around the sadness of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.

A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants. Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.

The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past. In that eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty.

When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long. [Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month, and the night is as cool as a wash.

The wind blows, my eyebrows and bones are cold, and I am in the Crystal Palace. The dragons are crouching, the temples are swaying, and misty music and songs are boiling.

The ground is covered with frost, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds. I remember last year on this eve, I was drinking wine at the creek pavilion, and the pale moon and clouds came and went.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are no longer what I dreamed of yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, the autumn scenery is like this. The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching.

A message to couples, don’t let Guanghan get drunk. "Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty During the Wuwu Mid-Autumn Festival, when I climbed Tiger Hill to see the moon, I thought about Qinhuai.

After a few glances, the moonlight was as bright as day, and the two surnames Li Jijin and Wang were seen alone among thousands of people, but the moon could not be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it in the middle of the night.

At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. Jin Yi was about to leave. The Qinhuai people said: "Hu Yao didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general thought about it again." It stopped with anger.

Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. The music of Wu competes on the bank of the Qingxi River, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present Yuan Nu's pearls and colorful girl's flute. Along with its unique tune, there are the sounds of green clouds, which are dramas, such as pipa and pearls.

5. Analysis of the feelings (verses) of ancient literati about the moon