1. What are the poems describing the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival?
1. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to the moon.
From: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty.
Translation: I just hope that the person I miss can live a long and healthy life, and can enjoy this beautiful moon even though they are thousands of miles apart.
Appreciation: "Chanjuan" means beautiful, here refers to Chang'e, which also represents the bright moon. "***Chanjuan" means ***Mingyue, which means to break through the barriers of space. Let the common love for the bright moon unite people who are separated from each other.
2. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
From: "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty.
Translation: The Mid-Autumn Festival has a full moon, the moonlight shines in the courtyard, and the shadows of the plane trees in the courtyard are dancing. I am traveling alone in a foreign land. During the festival, I look at the shadows of the trees under the moon. Time passes slowly, and the shadows disappear unconsciously. Moving.
3. A jade stone falls under the moon, and a new piece of jade is found in front of the palace.
From: "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" by Pi Rixiu of the Tang Dynasty.
Translation: Osmanthus flowers fell from the sky, as if they were falling from the moon. Picking up the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh.
4. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
From: "Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty.
Translation: This night in this life cannot always be so beautiful. Where will you watch the bright moon next year?
Appreciation: This poem is written from the beauty of the moonlight to the joy of "the full moon", and also from that night to the Mid-Autumn Festival of the following year, which is attributed to farewell love. The image is concentrated, the realm is lofty, the language is clear, and the meaning is profound.
5. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
From: Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty.
Translation: When did the bright moon appear? (I) held the wine glass and asked the sky.
Appreciation: Su Shi regarded Qingtian as his friend and drank wine, which showed his bold character and extraordinary courage. 2. Ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Moon
Selected Mid-Autumn Festival Poems "Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang Dynasty) Li Puhao's soul rose in the sky, and the fairy sound was silent in the clouds; The autumn colors are evenly divided, and the moon is full, and the clouds are always bright and bright; The cunning rabbit falls out of the sky, and the evil toads stop appearing in front of you; the souls make an agreement to join hands together, and wait until the Milky Way is completely cleared.
"Walking with the Moon on the Night of August 15th" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The moon will wash over the world tonight. The summer heat has retreated and the skies are clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear.
The stars make them shine, and the wind and dew make them beautiful. The one who can change the human world is Yu Jing.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou" (Song Dynasty) Su Dongpo Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until dawn. I am writing this article because I am drunk and pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? 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 that it's too cold in the high places! Dancing clear shadow, like in the world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Song Dynasty) Su Shi The dusk clouds are gone and overflowing with coldness, the silver man turns the jade plate silently, this night will not be good in this life, where can I see the bright moon next year. "Taichang Yin" (Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again.
Ask Chang'e about the wine: What can I do if I am deceived by my gray hair! Take a good ride in the wind, the sky is thousands of miles long, and you can look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut off the Gui Posuo.
Humanity is more clear light. Taiwanese folk song: "Thoughts on a Mid-Autumn Festival" A solitary shadow watches the wild geese, and the daughter misses the mink; I remember the moon in the autumn of my hometown, and the night terror in a foreign country.
The hand has not climbed the osmanthus, but it is like a rolled banana; I climb the tower to compose a sad poem, looking west to the distant sea and sky. "Moonlight Night Homesickness" The stars are sparse and the moon is cold in the Milky Way, and thousands of people are singing silently. Where is the home thousands of miles away, and the guest who comes at night is full of sorrow.
"Suffering" The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, silent; the sleepy eyes are hazy, as if in a dream; living and lying around are restless, the homeland lingers in the mind; suffering, and returning is empty , such as burning the king's heart. Mid-Autumn Festival Poems - Poems from Han and Wei Dynasties 1. Ancient poem: The bright moon shines brightly at night, and the bright moon shines brightly at night, prompting the weaving of the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how can all the stars align. White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
The autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the black birds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation for good deeds? 2. Ancient poem: How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
3. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qiwansu is as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandoning the donation basket, there is no end to the kindness. Mid-Autumn Festival Poems - Tang Dynasty Poems 1. Li Bai: Guan Shanyue 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. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, 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, and I have no time to sigh. 2. Li Bai: Drinking alone under the moon. 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.
3. Li Bai: Gu Lang Yue Xing When he was young and did not recognize the moon, he called it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds.
The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus trees are clustered together. The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who was going to eat it? The toad has eroded its round shadow, and the bright night has faded away.
When Yi fell from the Nine Crows in the past, heaven and man were clear and peaceful. The Yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to see if it goes away.
How about worrying about it? The sadness is heartbreaking! 4. Li Bai: Night Thoughts: There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
5. Liu Fangping: Moonlight Night The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
6. Li Shangyin: Chang'e The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking over the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
7. Li Shangyin: On the Moon Pond and beside the bridge, I can’t forget how pitiful I am. The curtains are open at the brightest night, and the quilt is curled up in the cold weather. Where the water flows, the water splashes quickly, and when it spits out, the clouds and leaves are fresh.
Chang'e has no makeup, she just shows off her beauty. 8. Li Shangyin: The moon passes through the water and passes through the building, and the place where it touches is bright, and the Tibetan people bring the tree far away to contain the clear light.
The lack of desire and melancholy at birth may not necessarily lead to love when it is fulfilled. 9. Du Fu: On the night of August 15th, the full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair. 10. Liu Yuxi: On the night of August 15th, I played with the moon in Taoyuan. I saw the moon in the dust and my heart felt free. It was a fairy mansion in the clear autumn.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is thousands of miles apart. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited the true immortal official from afar.
The clouds are about to fall and the stars are moving, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day. 11. Bai Juyi: Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th. In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?
Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. 12. Pi day off: Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple. A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one is found in front of the temple.
So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. 13. Du Fu: Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night. The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. 14. Zhang Jiuling: Look at the moon and embrace the distance. 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 it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
15. Li Shangyin: Frost Moon When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky. The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. 16. Meng Haoran: There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the luster is moistened with dew.
The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. Mid-Autumn Festival Poems—Song Dynasty Poems 1. Autumn night moon gathers and disperses 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.
Xiangzun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
2. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained. Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchids rest, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment.
The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle, indicating that there are previous incidents. On a windy and moonlit night, there are several old traces.
Forbearance and thinking. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Toward. 3. What are the ancient poems that describe the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Mid-Autumn Moon
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Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author ：Yan Shu
Original text:
Ten frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Author: Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn Moon
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Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Ma Dai
Original text:
The ghost comes out of the sea, looking at it and moaning bitterly. Li's chin is heavy when he is cold, and his body is deep in the cold.
The bright air envelopes all summers, and the clear light shines on thousands of trees. In the leisurely world, the heart is bright and clear. 4. Poems describing the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Ha, what people want is the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why are you talking about the moon that doesn’t know when? Just poetry? I know little about poetry, but I prefer poetry.
Drunk Penglai Yang Wujiu
It is just after the Chinese Valentine's Day, and it is close to the Zhongyuan Dynasty, the time of autumn. The moon is bright and the wind is high, and the wind is getting colder and the sleeves are growing. The clear and condensing Qi, who is innocent should show off this way. The taste washes away the ointment, the talent sinks, and the three dynasties honor the old. Fortunately, he is newly arrived. He is now the commander-in-chief of the company, and he is in charge of Qianli and his administration is benevolent. Pray in the morning at the temple. It rains suddenly with the car. I wish to be with you all over the world, and be blessed with blessings and prosperity every year. Xiaogan Lingquan, trickling continuously, pours into a mellow brew.
Frosty Dawn Corner Liu Chenweng
Good night Qiqi. It’s close to the Chinese New Year. The old man on the bridge has an appointment, and he will come back five days later to find him again. Chanjuan comes out of the silver sea. Mignonette is wet with new rain. Only Yanping sword energy, Ji Dou Wai, Guang Hanbi. 5. What are the poems about the moon related to the Mid-Autumn Festival?
1. Look at the moon and embrace the distance
[Tang Dynasty] Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises in the sea, the end of the world*** at this time .
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to 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 away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
2. Guanshan Moon
Li Bai
The bright moon rises out of Guanshan Mountain, 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.
Origin of the battlefield, 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, and I have no time to sigh. < /p>
7. Shui Diao Ge Tou
Su Shi, Song Dynasty
(Bingchen wrote this article during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when he was drunk until the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival. He was pregnant with his son. )
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings.
It is too cold at high places. Dance to clear the shadow,
How does it seem to be in the human world! Turn to the Zhu Pavilion and look down at the Qihu.
The light is so sleepless. There should be no hatred,
Why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions,
The moon waxes and wanes, this has never been the case in ancient times.
I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from the beauty of the moon.
Hope you will be satisfied! 6. A complete collection of poems about the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Thoughts on a Quiet Night"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
There is a bright moon 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, it is filled with pity and light, 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.
"Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese 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, and the army was not suspended. 7. Ancient poems about the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
The mountain moon does not know what is in its heart, the water and wind make the flowers fall in the sky, and the blue clouds sway. —— Wen Tingyun's "Dream of Jiangnan·Ten Thousands of Hate"
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
The moonlight night is a dream behind a curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness. ——Qin Guan's "Eight-Sixth Son·Yiwei Pavilion"
***When you look at the bright moon, you should shed tears, and your hometown will be in the same place all night long. ——Bai Juyi's "Feelings at the Moon"
The moonlight is darker than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. ——Liu Fangping's "Yueyue"
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. ——Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"
This night will not last long in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
—— Su Shi's "Yangguan Song"
Life is like a dream, and a statue returns to the moon. —— Su Shi's "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"
The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist is covered with moonlight in the corridor. —— Su Shi's "Begonia: The East Wind Swirls in Chongguang"
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan. ——Li Bai's "Four Poems for Drinking Alone Under the Moon·Part 1" 8. Poems and idioms about the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
"Ask the Moon about Wine·My Old Friend Jia Chun Ling Yu Asked About It"
Tang Dynasty ：Li Bai
When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask.
People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people.
As bright as a flying mirror, it comes to Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance.
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds.
The white rabbit makes medicine and autumn returns to spring. Who is Chang'e living alone next to?
People today do not see the moon of ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients.
People in ancient times and today are like running water, and it is the same when looking at the bright moon.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
Idioms about the Mid-Autumn Festival: the flowers are full and the moon is full, the moon is closed and the flowers are ashamed, the flowers are in the wind and the snow is in the moon, the curling autumn moon is, the bright moon is shining high, the bright moon is like a hook, the bright moon is bright, the bright moon is in the sky, a round of bright moon, the moon is bright, new The moon is in the sky, there is a crescent moon, a waning moon, the moon is hanging with stars, the moonlight is hazy and charming. 9. What are some verses or poems about the moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival, or the moon?
Gu Langyue Luggage White When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate.
I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the white clouds. The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus trees are in clusters.
The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who he wanted to eat with. The toad has eroded its round shadow, and the bright night has faded away.
When Yi fell from the Nine Crows in the past, heaven and man were clear and peaceful. The Yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to see if it goes away.
Worry comes no matter what, and sadness destroys the heart and liver. Emei Mountain Moon Song by Li Bai Emei Mountain has a half-circle of autumn moon, its shadow is reflected in the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you. Drink wine and ask about the moon (my old friend Jia Chun ordered me to ask) Li Bai When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop drinking and ask now.
People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people. The bright sky is as bright as a flying mirror approaching Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance.
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to?
People today do not see the moon of ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients. 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. Hanging a mat on the river, waiting for the moon, I am pregnant with it. Li Bai Waiting for the moon to come out, watching the river flow by itself.
Suddenly in the west corner of the city, a jade hook hangs in the blue sky. Although the beautiful scenery can be embraced, the beautiful scenery cannot be visited.
In Geng Geng Jinbo, you can see the Magpie Tower from the sky. Looking at the moon and feeling pregnant Li Bai The clear spring reflects the loose water, and I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed.
The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and light flows into the window. This long chant in the air, how deeply I miss you.
Seeing peace without cause brings joy and sorrow to people's hearts. Li Bai looks at the moon after the rain. The gloom is scattered in the surrounding suburbs, and half of the toads are born.
Thousands of miles of frost blend together, and a river flows horizontally. When you come out, the eyes of the mountains are white, and when you are high, the sea is bright.
Cherishing is like a round fan, chanting until the fifth watch. Moon Du Fu Autumn is approaching in the sky, and the shadow of the moon on earth is clear.
The toad will not disappear if you enter the river, and the rabbit will live forever if you mix the medicine. It only benefits the pain of the heart and can add whiteness to the invention.
Fighting to know the whole land, stop taking care of the western camp of the country. In the early month of Du Fu, the thin string of light is not on the string, and the slanting wheel of shadow is not settled.
Slightly rising outside the ancient fortress, it is already hidden in the dusk clouds. The rivers and lakes do not change their color, and the mountains are cold in the sky.
There is white dew in front of the court, covered with chrysanthemums. Jiang Yue by Du Fu The moon over the river shines brightly on the water, and the tall buildings want to kill people.
I have been a guest in the sky for a long time, and I will only touch my towel when I grow old. The jade dew is clear, and the Milky Way is half-round.
Whose family picks brocade characters and extinguishes candles and green eyebrows. The full moon is Du Fu. The lonely moon is when the building is full, and the cold river is moving at night.
Wei Bojin is uncertain, and the wedding ceremony is over and over. The mountains are not empty, the mountains are quiet, and there are few rows hanging high.
The pine trees and osmanthus blossoms in my hometown are shining brightly thousands of miles away. On the night of August 15th, there are two poems by Du Fu. My eyes are full of bright mirrors, and I return to my heart and fold my sword.
Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair. A little further down Wushan Gorge, you can still see Baidi City.
The entire Pupu is dark, and half of the building is bright. The fights are all urging the dawn, and the toads will fall on their own.
Zhang Gong relies on the remaining soul, not only the Han family camp. Du Fu played with the moon on the 16th night. The old golden waves were refreshing, and they were all said to be the jade dew in autumn.
The Guanshan Mountains are vast and the rivers and rivers are close to the flow of people. The woodcutter at the mouth of the valley returns to sing, and the flute in the lonely city becomes sad.
Ba Tong stayed awake and went boating in the middle of the night. Du Fu on the Seventeenth Night, the autumn moon is still full, and I am alone in Jiangcun.
The roller blind still shines on the guests, and the stick leans on the guests even more. The light shines latently, and the birds move frequently.
The Maozhai is surrounded by oranges and pomelo, clear and fresh. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan 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. Zhang Jiuling looks at the moon on the autumn evening. The moon is clear across the river, and the light flows thousands of miles apart.
Thinking is like in a dream, looking at each other in the court. The bright moss is dewy, and the yellow leaves are depressing and windy.
Being speechless with emotion often makes Gui Hua empty. The bright moon and Zhu Hua are born on the sea. The bright moon in mid-autumn, the reunion is born on the sea.
The golden mirror is full of shadows, and the jade pot is clear. Gradually out of the three mountain pass, there will be a Han Dynasty crossing.
When Su'e tasted the medicine and went away, the black magpie circled the branch and was startled. The light on the water is white, and the floating clouds are the brightest.
At this time, Yao laid down the bricks, and the pods will be prosperous. Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: Bamboo Branches by Li She There are thousands of trees on the stone wall, and the white clouds cover the green hibiscus.
On the Zhaojun River, the color of Chanjuan is the most intense. Mid-Autumn Moon Two Poems by Li Qiao The east wind blows eternally outside the green and dark moon.
Who can plant osmanthus and not grow whorls of branches? The cold sky above the round soul all says that the four seas are the same.
I know that thousands of miles away, there will be neither rain nor wind. Autumn morning with Zichuan Mao Sima Qiu Jiuyong·Autumn Moon King Luo Bin The clouds are covered with jade ropes, and the moon is full and the mirror is round.
The dewdrops on the clothes are shining coldly, and the frost and osmanthus shadows are cold. The color leakage is sparse and the floating light is rippling.
The west gardener admires himself, but the flight south is not safe in the end. On the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi played with all the guests under the moonlight. It was said that this was the only night when the moon was good. Everyone said that this was the eastern capital.
There are thousands of layers of snow on the outside and inside of Songshan Mountain, and two pearls on the top and bottom of Luoshui River. It's hard to cherish a clear scene every time, but we should be forced to enjoy it when we grow old.
Knowing sincerely that there will be a meeting in the coming year, I will keep you clear and strong. Qiuji Fengde Temple and Master Xuanzhen chant the moon to Tang Yanqian. The dew is cold and the wind is light, the sky is round, and the tall buildings are on the top of the green mountain.
The water in the four months is connected to the earth, and the water in the eighth month is connected to the sky. The dim stars ring the purple pole, and the noisy market is filled with green smoke.
Late at night, I talk to the rock monk alone, while the crowd silences the whole world and sleeps. Yong Yue Li Jianshu Last night's roundness is not tonight's roundness, but I suspect that there is a moonlight in the roundness.
How many hours of youth can be obtained if there is a shortage of twelve times a year? The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival is as colorful as the day, and it is sent to the South China Sea. I am a slave to the emperor. The sea is calm, the sky is high, and the prosperity is extraordinary. The whales' eyes have lost their color and the clams dive for pearls.
I don’t know that tonight when I cross the stage, I see Abbot Wu of Yingzhou. On a Mid-Autumn night, there is nothing to see at the foot of Junshan Mountain. The blue mist is blowing fiercely, and the mist is spitting out from the jade plate.
The rain master clears away the filth and sweeps away the waves behind the Sichuan River. The air shoots out and the stars are extinguished, and the light cage is cold.
The clouds are rising late, and the blue sky is wide on the road. Wherever Yi Yao travels, it becomes increasingly difficult for toads to eat.
The flying silver and lightning are broken, and the forest reflects the white rainbow. The water spirit connects with the sky, and the frost shines on the tree trunks.
The sky is still high in the night, and the world is looking up. There is nothing to see on the Mid-Autumn Festival. The sea rain washes away the mist, and the moon comes from the blue sky.
There are water-glowing grass trees and shadows hanging on the balcony. The bright light is lost in the whale's mouth, and the crystal light is lost in the mussel's fetus.
At midnight, if you lean on the railing and look out, you should see Penglai together. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, there are no friends left in the south building. The moon rises in the sea and the white waves rise, and the light of the lake shines on the tall buildings.
Singing without green wine, buying Qingqiu at a low price. The air is cold, the fish and dragons are silent, and the stars are high in the sky.
This night guest in a foreign country has many worries about drinking. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Chang, the attendant in Longzhou, sang to the moon in his seat. The autumn moon was full in Longcheng, and the prefect was waiting to stop singing.
Come to the pine tree with the crane and smoke out into the sea. The stars in the aura are about to be exhausted, and the light is beginning to appear.
If you send a mountain monk to say, you can’t be too clever. Mid-Autumn Festival Jiangyi shows that Wei Yi has nothing to do. Don't regret sitting at midnight. It's hard to sell thousands of miles of love.
Looking at the same moon, we are both in Guangzhou. The tears are full of golden waves, and the soul is frightened by the magpie at night.
Zhi Yixiang is thinking about it, and is speechless until the cock crows. Su Shi, the singer of water tunes (Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, I drank till the end of the day, got drunk, and wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.)
When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky when I drink, I don’t know the palace in the sky, what year it is now and then. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world. Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless.
There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is ancient. 10. Poems about the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a 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.
The Moon on the Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, 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 thoughts! Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai Wang Changling When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the window. The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
The Mid-Autumn Moon has come together, the sky is blue and cloudless, the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the remaining wine of the fifth period.
Guan Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises above 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.
Night Thoughts by Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e Li Shangyin The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night by Du Fu The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of 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.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan 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. Frost Moon Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Mid-Autumn Festival awaits the moon, Lu Guimeng, the lack of frost turns to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who is the school's cooling power, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Haowen The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn. Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn.
Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th Liu Yuxi When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, especially in the Qingqiu Fairyland. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds (carriage left and right) were about to move under the stars, and Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi On the night of August 15th of the past year, I was by the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.