A poem about midnight 1. Poetry about midnight
(1) spent the night at the foot of Zen master Ye, when the sun set in the sky (Meng Haoran), the valley was hazy.
The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear. You got what you wanted, and the birds perched in the quiet fog.
Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knows the rainy season, which happens in spring. When the wind sneaks into the night, everything is moistened silently. The wild path is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. "A Night Outside" (Du Fu) The breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still high 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! . I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan (Wang Wei). My middle-aged heart found a way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. The moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. Zashi (Shen Quanqi) attacked Huanglong City, and our troops had already been sent out.
The girls here look at the same melancholy moon, illuminating our China soldiers. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands.
In a big attack, we captured Huanglong City with flags and drums? A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan) We wound our way under the green hill, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
"Night Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain (Li Bai)" Tonight in Hexi, there is no cloud in the blue sky; I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.
Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. Moonlit Night (Du Fu) is in Fuzhou, far away. She is watching the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? In Moonlight Remembering Brothers (Du Fu), a vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle. This was the first call in autumn, and a wild goose came from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Letter to Li (Wang Wei), the envoy of Zizhou, "The trees of ten thousand valleys reach the sky, and the cuckoos of a thousand peaks crow". The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
Returning to Zhongnanshan at the end of the year (Meng Haoran) I didn't petition at the North Palace Gate, but went to this shabby house on Zhongnanshan. I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.
The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die. Therefore, I lay awake and meditated in the moonlight under the shadow of pine trees in the empty window period.
From a berth on Tonglu to a friend (Meng Haoran) in Yangzhou, the monkey sobbed on the shadowed mountain, and the river rushed at night. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
One autumn night, I was reading Qin Cheng's poem (Li Han). The cold wind crawled under my mat, and the bare walls of the city turned pale with the autumn moon. I saw a lone goose crossing the Milky Way, and I heard thousands of washing hammers on the rocks at night.
However, I don't want this season to take me away. I found your poem so beautiful that I forgot about the homing birds.
In a country inn (decorated by Dai Shulun), in a town and country for a thousand nights, when the autumn moon was full, I changed my face with my old friend. People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.
The wind in the tree startled the birds, and the insects in the grass cowered from the cold. Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring.
Farewell to Shen Han in Yunyang Inn (Sikongshu) across the river, not seen for many years. Suddenly meet, but doubt is a dream, lament and ask each other's age.
Dim lights shone through the cold rain outside the window, and bamboo forests floated in the clouds in the distance. But forget the sadness of tomorrow, and leave a cup to cherish.
Thinking of Taiwan (Wei Zhuang) all night long, the piano is sighing, and the strings are full of sorrow. There is a solitary lamp, a trumpet sound, and on the other side of the platform tower, the moon sets.
The fragrant grass has changed and withered, but I still hope my old friend will come back. Now that the wild goose has flown south, I have no more messengers to send to him.
Xie Shi's "Leaving the Night" (Fan Yun) is foggy on the balcony, and the dreamland is without water. The distant mountains are hidden and seen, and the flat sand is broken. Don't sing too many sad songs. After brushing the car dust, I will wait on Dong Gaosu. Send the poem "Leaving Night in the Time of Sinking" (Fan Yun) to the atmosphere of clear night, Chushan Qinghe Xiaoyun. The autumn wind in the two townships is resentful. I heard the lonely sound of the horn in the darkness, and the moon was in the sky, but no one shared it with me? My messenger was dispersed by the vortex of rain and sand, and the gate was closed to a traveler; The mountain is the wall on my road.
However, I endured a miserable life for ten years and found a perch and a twig here. It is safe tonight. In the middle section of Jiangyin Road (Zhang Yanshi), after the rain, the raft was muddy, and residual willows poured into the door.
Dreams smell broken horns and send them back, and old scars look new. Fish and salt make the market everywhere, and every family is full of children and grandchildren.
More preach a letter to the power of the broad people, how to fight rice and San Qian. In Ge Ye (Du Fu), the days in winter are shortened on the elemental scale, and the ice and snow turn the cold hovering nights white.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... The bell of the temple of Lumen Mountain (Meng Haoran) at night rang the night arrival. I heard the people in the fishing city staggering on the ferry.
People came to Gu Jiang along the sand road, and I also went to Lumen Mountain by boat. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here. From Yueyang Xiakou to Yingzhou, the source is Zhongcheng (Liu Changqing). There is no ripple on the river and no mist on the island, but the scenery is blurred to my Chu friends.
The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky. The cold horn sound coming from the desolate mountain wall reminds me of being parked next to an abandoned fortress.
That year, Jia Yi wrote to Emperor Wendi, all of whom were worried about the Han Dynasty. It's a pity that he was demoted to Changsha. Sleeping in Wuchang (Lulun) Hanyang City is deep in the sea of clouds, and it is another day of sailing alone.
Businessmen sleep during the day, know the waves, and boatmen talk at night. Look at the white hairs on both sides of the two or three Hunan autumn hairs, especially the moon-gazing disc.
My hometown has been destroyed by the war, and you can hear the sound of gongs and drums. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's star, last night's wind, the west of the studio and the east of Guixiangtang.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Untitled 1 (Li Shangyin) You said you would come, but you didn't. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter. The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng. Night Sleeping in Jiande (Meng Haoran) When my boat was sailing in the fog, the day was getting dark and old memories began.
How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! Zhu Liting (Wang Wei), leaning alone in the dense bamboo, I played the piano and hummed. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Autumn Night Message Autumn (Wei) I am walking in the cool autumn night, thinking of you and singing my poems. I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up.
Cosugo (Westerner), a constellation with seven high stars, is Shu Ge who raises his sword at night. Today, the Tubo people who breed horses only dare to look into the distance; They dare not go south and cross Lintao County.
The owner of Furong Mountain (Liu Changqing) who stayed in the snow was far away at dusk, freezing in the cold, and the house was poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Qu Xia (Lulun) In the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, the leaders of the Tatars are fleeing in the dark, and we are riding light horses and carrying heavy snow, chasing them on our bows and swords. Sai Qu Xia (played by Lu Lun) is frightened by the dark grass, and the general draws his bow at night. Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone.
The dangerous building of the overnight mountain temple (Li Bai) is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your bare hands. Dare not speak loudly, for fear of scaring people.
2. What are the poems about midnight?
1, the bright moon surprises magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
Interpretation: The bright moon on the horizon rises to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance.
2, solar terms Chongyang, jade pillow gauze cabinet, cool in the middle of the night. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"
Interpretation: It's the Double Ninth Festival again, lying in a jade pillow gauze tent, and the chill in the middle of the night has just soaked the whole body. .
3, Lanxi peach blossom rain for three days, carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"
Interpretation: The intermittent spring rain lasted for three days, and the stream soared, and the fish competed for new water. In the middle of the night, when people were quiet, they flocked to Xitou Shoal.
4. Tell the children to plow the fields in the middle of the night, and the cows can't walk. -Yan's "Farmhouse"
Interpretation: wake up the child in the middle of the night, and go to the field to dig the soil before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and it dragged more and more slowly, so that it was almost too tired to drag the plow. .
5, the rain is high and white, ploughing in the middle of the night. -Cui Daorong's "Tian Shang"
Interpretation: The spring rain has rained enough, so that even the high fields are covered with white water. In order to compete for seeds, farmers braved the heavy rain and wore hemp fibers to farm in the middle of the night.
6. Who pushes mountains in the middle of the night? Looking up at the four directions is a cloud, guessing that it is a dry cloud. -Xin Qiji's "Lou Yu Xi Chun Fu Yun Shan"
Interpretation: Who pushed the mountain away in the middle of the night? Looking up, there were clouds everywhere. I guess they did it.
7. In the middle of the night, in the secluded place of Siming, climb the pine and touch the clouds. -Shi Jianwu's Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain
Interpretation: In order to find peace, go to Siming Mountain in the middle of the night, climb Songgui with your bare hands and touch the clouds.
8, four days in the middle of the night, the Milky Way is rotten. -Li Bai's Xiao Su Lake
Interpretation: In the middle of the night, the rain stopped, the sky was wide open, and the Milky Way was bright and dazzling.
9. Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers advance with rumbling weapons! When the sharp wind cuts the face like a knife. -Cen Can The Journey to the West
Interpretation: The general always wears armor at night, and the spears collide with each other in the middle of the night, and the cold wind blows on his face like a knife.
10, the water army came in the middle of the night and Xunyang was full. -Li Bai's "After the chaos, Tian En Liu Yelang recalled the past and gave Jiang Taishou a good slaughter"
Commentary: In the middle of the night, Wang Yong's water army came to Xunyang, and it was everywhere inside and outside the city.
3. Poetry describing the night
(1) The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking: The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted. (2) Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Li Shangyin's Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night: When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say for sure. Bashan was flooded with rain all night, and the autumn pool was full. (3) Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Zhang Ji's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge": In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang to the passenger ship in the middle of the night. (4) Know that children pick and promote knitting, and there are lights on the fence at night.
-Song: Interpretation of Ye Shaoweng's Night Book: Several children at home are still fighting happily! The light is still on in the dead of night, and I refuse to sleep. (5) Knowing that it snows heavily at night, you can hear the sound of bamboo folding.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Bai Juyi's Snow at Night: I know that it snows heavily at night because I can hear the sound of snow pressing bamboo branches from time to time. I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Wang Jian's "Sending Du Langzhong on the fifteenth night of the full moon": It was late at night, and 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? (7) Wu Jin couldn't help staying up all night.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Su Weidao's fifteenth night of the first month: Beijing has cancelled the night ban, so don't worry about it. Don't let the Lantern Festival pass by once a year. (8) On a sunny night, the red porch of the garden was covered with green bricks to assassinate historians.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Bai Juyi's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival": At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the breeze blows gently and the moonlight night is hazy. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red brick are the mansion of the secretariat. (9) When the moon is dark and windy, you can see a fishing lamp, and a little firefly is lonely.
-Qing: Reading by Boat Night: In the dark night, you can't see the moon, only the lights on the fishing boat. The lonely lights glow a little like fireflies in the boundless night. I walk on a cool autumn night, thinking of you and singing my poems.
-Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Wei's Autumn Night Sending Twenty-two Members Up the Mountain: I miss you walking in this late autumn night and sigh how cold and frosty it is.
4. Describe the sentences in the evening
The characters are: all is silent, the night is dark, the rain is tight, peaceful and quiet, the night is as cool as water, the stars are cold, the night is cloudy, the night rain falls, the window knocks, the night falls, the night is dark, the night is dark, the lights are dark, the night is charming, the night is soft, the night is Jing Ya, the night is deeper and longer, the lights are dark, the night is hazy, and the cage hangs down. People's quiet ancient poems include: Night Sleeping on the Maple Bridge, Frosty Night, and Jiang Feng Fisherman's Sleeping; Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the midnight bell arrives at the passenger ship; Then visit Yuzhi Temple in Gusu, Tang Xu Hun, Gaowu, and live in the old corridor all the way in early autumn; Tonight, the moon wears a blue window and the rain faints the red wall. Last year's book, Yaochi was cold and hibiscus was shallow, and Qiongshu was tall and sparse. Tomorrow, the sails will continue to sail eastward and the fairy will disappear. The trees in Gusu City are far and green. There are many tall buildings in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers are cool in autumn. When the moon turns blue, the magpie moves, revealing the wet fluorescence of red grass. Poets in the garden should think more, and don't be drunk and sing the covered huatang. The sun always goes down; Night, always arrival. However, night-after all, arrival. I saw the darkness outside the window, and the world was already dark. If there were no street lights, shop lights and building lights-I think-the world would really be dark. When the light is on, our road will no longer be bumpy. I saw the winding road, but it was full of heaven and earth, but I also found that the angel's light never stopped. I, that is, you are an angel, and you are also that angel. The halo on my head represents purity. The night is bleak. I stood in the room and looked out of the window, and my hair stood on end. Although there are many angels, there are also many demons. Why do people close the door when they sleep at home? Why do you have to buy locks everywhere? Because, because the devil's attack power is too great, too great. I know the magic between heaven and earth, but why are there demons in the magic world? As an angel, I am still immature. How can we protect everyone's home? I don't have any magic Oh, no, I have magic. I know knowledge. I can see the sun rising and setting. At night, it's quiet. I fly alone in the sky. Sometimes, I sit on my stool-crescent moon and enjoy the beautiful scenery on the earth. The new moon is curved. At those times, it was good for me to play with my friends. The dark universe makes me unforgettable. I suddenly feel how happy I am. My mood is gone. I suddenly saw a bright spot, so striking that it lingered in my eyes. I understand now. Just-now, I can't say, but I think it's very eye-catching. I was still there to observe. Unconsciously, I fell asleep. I nestled in the arms of the moon, so warm. I whispered to myself in my dream-in addition, you can refer to the composition network: Night falls on the earth. I stood in front of the wooden fence and looked up at the sky. I see the semicircle of the moon, one is bright and the other is dark. There is a blue halo around the moon. When I looked away from the moon, I found that there were countless stars in the sky far away from it. They are like shiny diamonds, some of which emit dazzling Hui Jin, while others emit slight white light. Some are scattered in all directions, and some are scattered all over the place. The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and I stood there silently. Behind me, a long green vine coiled around the fence, pulling many morning glory. An unknown flower under the wooden fence is free to open, red, yellow, pink and white, reflecting the moonlight, which is more delicate and lovely. The autumn wind is blowing, and the flowers are overflowing. However, everything happened in a quiet night. .
5. Poems about New Year's Eve
On New Year's Eve, fireworks were set off in Qi Fei, and people sat together, raising glasses and smiling. They sang and entertained all night, and the stars stayed in the sky. At dusk, the palace is gorgeous, the cold bid farewell to the winter snow, and the warmth brings the spring breeze. The order is fragrant and sweet, and the flowers are red. * * * It was a greeting night. This poem was written by Li Shimin, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. The appearance is dark and the scenery in the back garden is beautiful. This is a poem named "New Year's Eve" by Shi Qing in Tang Dynasty. East to Chang 'an Wan Li, why cherish a line of books. Yumen looks heartbroken in the west, and the Ming dynasty is broken. This is a poem by Cen Can, a frontier poet in the Tang Dynasty, The Master Book of Yumen Sending to Li Changan. From the content of this poem, we can see that the poet has been thinking of him on his way to the western frontier. If you want to know the end of your life, it's like going to Snake Valley. Half of the weight is lost. Who will cover it up? Although I want to tie my tail, I can't help it. The child can't sleep and is very happy at night. If they don't sing chicken in the morning, they are even more afraid of embellishing it. Sit down and watch the Big Dipper. It will be gone next year, and your mind will be wasted. Try to enjoy tonight. It shows us the scene that the nobles of the palace danced and entertained all night during the Spring Festival: In winter, King Di Zi and his grandson held a royal banquet, except to welcome the New Year in the evening. The Milky Way in Que Palace brushes the trees low, and the lanterns and candles in the palace smoke the sky. Play the string to celebrate the wind and explore the cypress wine. If you want to celebrate Jacky's longevity, you can stay for a while and enjoy it before spring comes. Official and folk activities to celebrate the International Year are more colorful. * * *. Don't stop drinking. You like to put peaches in wine, but you can find bayberry in zongzi. Curtain wind in the tent, candles burned to ashes. Don't doubt the weight of the temple because of Guang Xiao's urging. This is the poet's description of family reunion, wine pouring, spring breeze and endless night talk until dawn on New Year's Eve.