Moon: The bright moon shines at night, which promotes the weaving and the east wall.
Yu Heng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. The Millennium is stained with weeds, and the season suddenly changes.
among the trees in Qiu Chan, the mysterious birds 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 bucket in the south and the north, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
what's the benefit of a good reputation without a solid foundation? How bright the moon is, how bright the moon is, according to my bed. Sadness can't sleep, and I wander around with my clothes on.
it's better to return home early, although the guest is having fun. When you leave home alone, who should you sue? Leading back into the room, tears stained the dress.
The plaintive songs are fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round and round like the bright moon.
Go in and out of your arms and shake the breeze. I often fear that the autumn festival will come, and the cool will seize the heat.
if you give up your donation, you will get rid of your kindness. Looking at the moon and thinking of one far away Zhang Jiuling the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time.
brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night. Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams. Drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me; Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;; I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring. I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after; Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars. Author: Su Shi Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, writing this article, and pregnant.
when will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.
dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days.
I wish people a long life, and thousands of miles away. Sun: Ruan Ji's "Eighty-two Poems of Chanting to the Heart" is no longer prosperous in the thirty-second day, and the day is quiet in the west.
its thirty-fifth prime passed away with time, and the morning dew brought the sun. I am willing to embrace xi he, and I will not move the light in the daytime.
"Song of the Payers" is everywhere, and the moon rises in the abyss. Yang essence is invisible, and yin light is the male.
The Thirteen Poems about Love, one of which is clear and gentle. Tomorrow will reflect the sky, and the dew will be covered.
its seven dynasties and four episodes of clouds spread in the evening. The scenery hangs down, and the stars have rotten rain: good rain knows the season, and when spring happens.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river boat is bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is a thousand miles away, and the flowers are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags.
Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties are covered in misty rain. -Tang Du Fu's "Jiang Nanchun's quatrains" rained in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy laughed and did not answer the apricot mountain village. -Don Tu Mu's Qingming Festival, the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret.
hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa in Parallel Order. 2. What are the statements about the moon in The Book of Songs?
In The Book of Songs, when Martin comes out of the moon, the moon shines brightly. People shine brightly. Shu Yao corrects it. People work hard. The moon shines brightly. People work hard. People work hard. They are miserable. Therefore, it is most likely to evoke homesickness under the moon. This is the case with the author of this poem. Under the bright moonlight, he remembered his beautiful lover, so his heart was agitated, and he couldn't help himself, even fell into deep pain. The ancients liked to compare the moon to a beauty. The landlord can simply understand this song as the version of The Moon Represents My Heart. In addition, it is recommended to read Shen Wenting's book: The Book of Songs is one. 3. Poems about the Moon
The Moon is a common brushwork in ancient Chinese poetry.
Generally speaking, the moon in ancient poems is synonymous with homesickness. Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night: "so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?, lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home."
what kind of feelings does this poem show Li Bai? Homesickness. The moon in the poem is no longer a purely objective image, but an image imbued with the poet's feelings.
remembering my brothers on a moonlight night by Du Fu: "he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!." The dew is always white, but tonight is whiter, because the feeling is tonight; The moon is unknown everywhere, but my hometown is brighter because I miss my brother and miss my home.
The poet takes fantasy as reality in order to highlight his homesickness. Wang Jian, a Tang Dynasty, wrote "Looking at Du Langzhong at Fifteen Nights": "Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know whose house Qiu Si will fall."
The poem points out the universal human feelings on this full moon night with euphemistic questions, and implicitly shows the poet's deep yearning for his hometown friends. In addition, there are poems such as "The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time" (looking at the moon and thinking of one far away by Zhang Jiuling in the Tang Dynasty) and "I want to ask Wujiang not to come here, but to see it in a dream" (Wang Changling in the Tang Dynasty "Drinking at night in Cao Zhai, Li Chang"), and so on.
In fact, there are countless data about the moon in ancient Chinese poetry. The following is for your reference: The moon is bright and beautiful, and people are crowded ("The Book of Songs, Chen Feng, The Moon is Out") the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time.
brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night (Zhang Jiuling's looking at the moon and thinking of one far away), so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed and could there have been a frost already?. Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight and sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home (Silent Night Thinking by Li Bai) have lived for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar to a rabbit cold toad cold and sweet-scented osmanthus white every year (Moonlit Night on the Spring River by Zhang Ruoxu). On this night, Heng E should be heartbroken (Moonlit Night by Li Shangyin) and hang the bright moon in the middle of the sky, making the night lonely (the second part of the last five jams).
thin clouds are scattered among rocks, and the lonely moon waves turn over. Storks chase after the silence, and jackals eat noisily.
if you don't sleep and worry, you can't do it. "-("Sujiang Biange ") The quiet building is dark and straight, and the mountains are faint and the moon is oblique.
at night, all the birds come back, and the crows are killed by crows. ("Farewell") he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! Mingyue sent a thousand miles to miss far off in Fuzhou she is watching the moonlight, watching it alone from the window of her chamber.
for our boy and girl, poor little babes, are too young to know where the Capital is. Sweet mist and wet temples, her jade-white shoulder is cold in the moon.
when shall we lie again on our screen, watching this bright light with no more tears?. -(Du Fu's "Moonlit Night") The public is homesick and misses his family and himself, and has entered a new level.
to think that children can't think, go to another level. My temples are wet and my arms are cold, so I can watch the moon for a long time.
the better the month is, the more bitter it is, and the more beautiful the language is, the more sad it is. At the end of the day, when I thought of getting together, I was sad about the shape of the moon, and my words were graceful and cut. I saw this old love.
("Du Yi") In a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
-("remembering my brothers on a moonlight night") I woke, and the low moon's glimmer on a rafter and seemed to be your face, still floating in the air ("Two Dreams of Li Bai" Part I) are far away from the sky, and they are lonely with a light wind is rippling at the grassy shore and through the night, to my motionless tall mast forever. The boundless plain fringed with stars hanging low. The moon surges with the river on the flow.
if only my art might bring me fame, and free my sick old age from office!. Flitting, flitting, what am I like? But a sand-snipe in the wide, wide world!.
-("To express my feelings at night") Jianghan is homesick for guests, and Gan Kun is a corrupt scholar. The sky is far away, and the moon is lonely forever.
the heart of the sunset is still strong, and the autumn wind is sick. Since ancient times, the old horse is because of its wisdom, not to take its physical strength, therefore, although I am old and more ill, but can still do.
-(Jianghan) the autumn night is clear and cold in the lakka-trees of this courtyard, I am lying forlorn in the river-town. I watch my guttering candle. I hear the lonely notes of a bugle sounding through the dark, who looks good in the moonlight? My messengers are scattered by whirls of rain and sand, it is hard to go.
yet, I who have borne ten years of pitiable existence, find here a perch, a little branch, and am safe for this one night. -("Sufu") Why did the guest sleep, and the autumn refused to know! Into the curtain, the shadow of the waning moon, high pillow far away from the sound of the river.
if you are clumsy and have no food and clothing, you will make friends. An old wife's book counts papers, and she should know that she has not returned.
—— (Guest Night) The sand is like snow before returning to Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I do not know where to blow the desolate reed pipe, a night of looking at home.
Li Yi: on hearing a flute at night from the wall of shouxiang the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
Li Bai: bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry as I watch from my deck the autumn moon, vainly remembering old General Xie. Li Bai: "thoughts of old time from a night-mooring under mount niu-zhu" is full of affection only in the spring and the moon, and it is still a pity to leave people behind.
Zhang Bi: "Sending a Person" takes a lonely rest on the moon floor, and wine turns into homesick tears when it enters the heart. Fan Zhongyan's ci: "Su Muzhe" every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice; Long is a thousand miles away.
Fan Zhongyan: The bright moon in "A Journey to the Imperial Street" doesn't know how to leave and hate suffering, but it shines obliquely until it passes through Zhuhu. Yan Shu's Ci: Where does "Die Lian Hua" synthesize sorrow, leaving people's hearts in autumn.
even if it doesn't rain, it will be chilly. It's cool in the evening, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I'm afraid of going upstairs.
Wu Wenying's Ci: Tang Duoling, Hu Die's dreamer Wan Li, Du Fu's skill in the third night of last month, Tang Cui Tu: Spring Evening, from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raise a glass to the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. ..... shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
Li Bai: In "drinking Alone with the Moon", I miss the moon and the pavilion, hand in hand, show the bridge and smell the flute, and meditate on the past, like tears in my dream. Zhou Bangyan's Ci: "Warrior Lanling" is not as lonely as thinking about it, but it looks at the moon and sighs ... the sun has set, and a mist is in the flowers, the moon is as bright as ever. "
Li Bai:" Sauvignon Blanc "was full of bright moons, and once returned home according to colorful clouds. Yan Jidao's Ci: Linjiang Fairy, because of your promise, I have watched the full moons come and go in my western tower..
Wei Yingwu: to my friends li dan and yuanxi lives in the city near Hanyuan, that the moon takes my heart to the Tartar sky. HuangFuRan: Spring Thoughts, my thin hair grows wintry, like the triple Xiang streams, three thousand miles my heart goes, homesick with the moon.
Lu Lun: a night-mooring at wuchang. My heritage lost through disorder and famine, my brothers and sisters flung eastward and westward ... * * * Look at the bright moon with tears, for hearts, in five places, all sick with one wish.
Bai Juyi: "Looking at the Moon with Feelings" ... Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce, 3 fame, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon, ... Jingkang shame. It's still snowing, and the giant hates it. When will it go out.
Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" returns to Zhaoyang to bid farewell to the sunset, sad that the bronze finches welcome the autumn moon, and I don't want to be like a heavenly family and lack of gold. Wen Tianxiang's "Man Jiang Hong" is a famous song, and Huaixian Pavilion is empty and refers to the crowning mane, and it has been shot all over, and it is unique to Zhongtian Mingyue.
Hu Shijiang's ci: The Moon on the Yangtze River is secluded in two palaces, so I hate when it snows! ..... Lonely loyalty. The sword invades the autumn moon.
(Southern Song Dynasty) Huang Zhongfu's Ci: Nian Nujiao. I miss my old country, the moon shines on the high platform, the scenery, the years in the mountains and the mood at sea.
Liu Chenweng's ci (Southern Song Dynasty): "The willow leaves are green" is like a moon in Chu Qing, and Taiyun is far away, and spring affairs are the mainstay? ..... Xuanhe old days, Lin 'an Nandu, Fangjing Youzi remains the same. ..... Yan state tonight, this bitter and who knows? . 4. Poems about the moon
Poems about the moon are rewarded with points: -Solution time: 21: 19, December 13, 27. Questioner: Little Fairy Dog-The first-class best answer during the probation period. Author: Su Shi Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily, getting drunk, writing this article, and having a baby.
when will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.
dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days.
I wish people a long life, and thousands of miles away. Respondent: 27zhong-scholar level 3-5 15: 2--------------------.
brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night. Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams. Poetry explains that there is a bright moon rising at sea, and people far away look at the moon and miss each other as much as I do.
Affectionate people complain about the long night and miss their loved ones all night. Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. Put on clothes and feel the dew getting heavier.
I can't give you this full hand of moonlight, so I'd better go back to sleep and hope to meet you in my dream. Long night: a long night.
Jing Xi: put on clothes all night: it means going out. Luz: The dew is wet.
Back to bed: Go back to the bedroom and sleep. Appreciation of Poetry and Prose This is a poem that looks at the moon and is pregnant with people.
lovesickness is caused by the full moon, but I don't sleep all night. Moonlight is the cause and witness of lovesickness. The poet expresses the hero's inner feelings by writing his actions.
The poetic mood is vigorous and quiet, the language image is vivid, the emotion and scenery blend together organically, and it is gentle and lingering, with endless aftertaste. Zhang Jiuling (678-74) was born in Qujiang, Shaozhou (now Shaoguan, Guangdong).
He was a famous prime minister and an important poet in Xuanzong period of Tang Dynasty. He was honest and wise, and his poetic style was simple and vigorous, which contributed to reversing the poetic style of the early Tang Dynasty. Later generations often equate him with Chen Ziang.
His twelve poems "Feeling Encounter" are mainly about expressing happiness, satirizing current politics and having profound thoughts. There is Zhang Qujiang Collection.
Respondent: suisha-Scholar Level 2 3-5 15: 24-------------. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three. Alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;; I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after; Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion. I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
Respondent: zgsnzj-Juren Level 4 3-5 15: 25-----------------. When did the moon begin to appear? I fetch the wine glass from afar.
I wonder what year it is tonight. I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days. Dancing and enjoying the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self.
there should be no hate. why should we be reconciled? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.
Zhang Jiuling, looking at the moon and thinking of one far away