1. Poems about remembering loved ones during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Looking at the Moon on the 15th Night
Jian of the Tang Dynasty
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, silent in the cold dew Wet osmanthus.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
There is a pregnant woman under the autumn moon
Tang Meng Haoran
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the 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 neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan
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 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.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law 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.
The moon on the night of August 15th
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The full moon flies into the 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 suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
Drinking alone under the moon
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 does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic.
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.
Night Thoughts
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There was a bright moonlight in front of the 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.
Gu Lang Yue Xing
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
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 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 would 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 understand it.
How about worrying about it? The sadness is heartbreaking!
Frost Moon
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
When you cross the water through the building, it will be bright, and the Tibetan people will take 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.
Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Mingwen Zhengming
Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month of the year, 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 croaking, the temples are full of mountains, and the 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. 2. What are the ancient poems about missing parents during the Mid-Autumn Festival?
I miss the bright moonlight in front of my bed at night, suspecting it is frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. ——Li Bai recalled on September 9th that his brother Wang Wei from Shandong was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. Thoughts on a Quiet Night, Appreciation: This poem talks about the feeling of missing my hometown on a quiet moonlit night.
The first two sentences of the poem describe the poet's momentary illusion in the specific environment of visiting a foreign country. For a person who lives alone in a foreign country, running around and busy during the day can dilute the sorrow of separation. However, in the dead of night, waves of longing for his hometown will inevitably arise in his heart.
Especially on a moonlit night, let alone an autumn night with a frosty moonlight. The word "suspect" in "Suspect is frost on the ground" vividly expresses the poet's confusion when he first wakes up from sleep, mistaking the cold moonlight shining in front of his bed for thick frost covering the ground.
The word "frost" is used better. It not only describes the brightness of the moonlight, but also expresses the coldness of the season. It also highlights the loneliness and desolation of the poet wandering in a foreign country. Among them, the line "Looking up at the bright moon, bowing down and missing my hometown" in the poem expresses the poet's longing for his hometown, parents and relatives.
Recalling Shandong Brothers on September 9th, appreciation: This poem describes the homesickness of a wanderer; the poem focuses closely on the title at the beginning, describing the loneliness and desolation of life in a foreign land, so it is always nostalgic. Homesick people, on festive occasions, miss you even more.
Then the poem jumps to write about the brothers far away in their hometown. When they climb high according to the custom of Double Ninth Festival, they are also missing themselves.
The poetry jumps repeatedly, is implicit and deep, is simple and natural, and has twists and turns. Among them, "I miss my relatives even more during the festive season" has become a famous saying among wanderers for thousands of years, and has touched the hearts of many wanderers.
Among them, "I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the holidays" expresses the author's feelings of being alone in a foreign land and missing his parents. 3. Poems about reunion of relatives during the Mid-Autumn Festival
*Poetry 1. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. The wind is strong and the horns are blowing, and the general is hunting Weicheng. (Wang Wei: "Watching the Hunt") 3. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
(Lu Lun: "Song of the Past") 4. The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Fu De Gu Yuan Cao") 5. Chai Men hears dogs barking, and returns home on a snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow") 6. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night") 7. The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin.
(Wang Bo: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou") 8. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. (Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come") 9. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled") 10. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low. ("Chile Song") 11. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
(Zhinan: "Quequatrains") 12. There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the moonlight. (Li Yu's "Yu Meiren") 13. In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers") 14. The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with long yellow.
(Bai Juyi's "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat") 15. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. (Xin Qiji's "Moon in Xijiang·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night") 16. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world.
(Yan Shu: "Butterflies in Love with Flowers") 17. There is no way out, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao: "Drunk Flower Yin") 18. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into sleep.
(Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th") 19. The silk pipes in Jincheng are falling one after another, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. (Du Fu: "Gift to the Flower Queen") 20. The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.
(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting") 21. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind blows cold food and the willow trees slant. (Han Hong>) 22. The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow it from the end of the world.
(Liu Yuxi's "Lang Tao Sha") *Flowers in Poems 1. Wait until the Double Ninth Festival, and there will be chrysanthemums. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Friend's Village") 2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
(Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 3. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 4. The flowers splash with tears when feeling the time, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other.
(Du Fu: "Spring Outlook") 5. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night") 6. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple") 7. Huang Si's natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers") 8. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before.
(Yan Shu: "Huanxi Sand") 9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fat in the flowing water of peach blossoms. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song") 10. I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
(Du Mu: "Qingming") 11. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. (Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sent Magistrate Wu back to the capital)) 12. The trees at the head of the pond where I wash inkstones are all blooming with faint traces of ink. (Wang Mian's "Mei Mei") 13. The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant. ( Du Fu's quatrains>) 14. After collecting the honey from hundreds of flowers, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for (Luo Yinfeng>) 15. The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are white and the cauliflowers are sparse. (Fan Cheng's pastoral miscellany in his senior year>) 16 . Three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom. (Tang Dynasty) Li Qiao (qiáo) 17. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 18. Parking and sitting in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. (Du Mu Mountain Trip>) 19. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, and there will be no more flowers after they bloom. Flowers. (Yuan Zhen Chrysanthemum>) 20. Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to find them. (Yang Wanli Su Xin City Ding: Painting>) 22. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright willows and flowers (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village") 23. The apricot blossom rain is wet on your clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on your face.
< p> (Zhinan: "Quequa") 24. A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red loves the light red. (Du Fu: "Lonely Walking by the River Looking for Flowers") 25. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind sways the willows in the cold weather.(Han Hong>) 26. There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
(Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane") 27. After going two or three miles, there are four or five houses in Yancun. There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers.
(Anonymous One Goes Two or Three Miles>) 28. The three thousand feet of Peach Blossom Pond water is not as good as Wang Lun’s gift to me. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun") 29. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled") 30. The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are bright on the post wall. (Wen Tingyun's early trip to Shangshan>) 31. There is no way to lose your soul, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
(Li Qingzhao: "Drunken Flower Yin") 32. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane") 33. The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year, and the sound of frogs sounds. (p> ("Cold Chrysanthemum" by Zheng Sixiao) 35. I can only see the flowers falling in the forest and hear the cries of orioles seeing off the guests.
(Li Bai's "The Tomb of the Taiwei in the Other Room") 36. One flower suddenly changes first, and all flowers are fragrant later. (Chen Liang's "Plum Blossom") 37. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
(Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple") 38. Helpless, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. (Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand") *Moon in the Poetry 1. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 2. The sky is wide and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
(Meng Haoran: "Su Jian Dejiang") 3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Residence in Autumn") 4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
(Lu Lun: "The Next Song") 5. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other to form three people. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 6. If you don't know the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate.
(Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing") 7. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. (Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion") 8. When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains and sing in the spring stream.
(Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream") 9. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. ...People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.
(Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When will the bright moon come") 10. The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty is closed in the Han Dynasty, and the people who have marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress") 11. It's a pity on the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. (Bai Juyi: "Ode to the Dusk River") 12. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
(Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night") 13. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stone. (Wang Wei's: ". 4. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. 2. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow. 3. What is the farewell? It's been a long time since I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival. 4. I wonder who is missing the moon tonight. 5. Looking northward sadly at the Mid-Autumn Festival. . 7. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a very beautiful month and the moon is not bright.
The 15th day of the eighth lunar month is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. Mid-Autumn Festival. In the Chinese lunar calendar, a year is divided into four seasons, and each season is divided into three parts: Meng, Zhong and Ji. Therefore, the moon on August 15th is rounder than the full moon in other months. It is brighter, so it is also called "Yuexi" and "August Festival". 5. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival and Double Ninth Festival
Poems about Double Ninth Festival on September 9th recall that Shandong brother Wang Wei was alone in a foreign land. Strangers miss their loved ones even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers are climbing high, and there is only one missing person. They climb the mountain for nine days. .
It is rare to smile in this world, and you must put your head full of chrysanthemums. But you will be drunk for the festival, and you will not come to hate the sunset.
This has always been the case, so why should you wear clothes alone? It will happen on September 10th (Tang Dynasty). Li Bai climbed up yesterday and raised his wine cup again today.
Why is the chrysanthemum so bitter? It will happen on September 9th. Xuanwu Mountain Tour (Tang Dynasty) Lu Zhaolin September. On the 9th, I look at the mountains and rivers, and look at the wind and smoke in my heart.
Drinking golden flower wine in a foreign country, and mourning the wild geese for thousands of miles. On the 9th in Sichuan (Tang Dynasty), Wang Bo looked at his hometown terrace.
Humanity is tired of the hardships in the south, and the wild geese come from the north. On the 9th (Tang Dynasty), Wang Jinmo compared the border areas to Kyoto, and the frost in August has withered the grass.
I wonder if there are any chrysanthemums in the wine bottles today. On the 9th (Tang Dynasty), Yang Heng, yellow flowers and purple chrysanthemums fell by the fence, picking chrysanthemums and spreading the wine to enjoy the new fragrance.
I can’t stand today. Looking back at home, I forced myself to plant dogwood trees to accompany everyone. On the 9th, I was lucky enough to visit Weiting and climb up to get a branch named Wei Anshi. The autumn festival was celebrated.
The chrysanthemum stamens floated in the golden wind, and the dogwood trees wept with jade dew. Branches. Looking out over the eight horizons, the astronomical sky is covered with seven rays.
When you are in the depths, you will never forget the danger. Li Qingzhao (Song)
It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
It’s hard not to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers! Returned from Chang'an to Yangzhou. On September 9th, I traveled to Weishan Pavilion to rhyme (Southern Dynasty, Chen). Mr. Jiang's heart passed by the southern clouds, and his body followed the northern geese. How many flowers are the chrysanthemums blooming under the fence in my hometown today? Intoxicated by the East Wind, Chongjiu (Yuan Dynasty) Guan Hanqing wrote about the red leaves and clear streams in the ditch, and the people who admired the yellow flowers were drunk in the singing tower.
The sky is long and the shadows of wild geese are sparse, and the moon is setting and the mountains are thin. In the deserted Qing Dynasty and late autumn, the decaying willow trees and cicadas are filled with sorrow. Who would teach white clothes to serve wine?
Ninth Day (Ming Dynasty) Vincent is not at home when the Double Ninth Festival chrysanthemum blooms for three years. How can I drink wine today and suddenly see the flowers in my hometown?
There are clouds and trees in the wilderness, and geese gather on the sand in the cold weather. Climb to the infinite meaning, where can I look at Beijing? Mid-Autumn Festival Poems Drinking alone under the moon 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. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the osmanthus peel rests on the day of rest. A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e. 6. Poems about missing loved ones
Looking into the distance during the Mid-Autumn Festival
The moon is full in the blue sky, and the vegetation is full of autumn.
How can anyone hope for a night? The Jia Jia is wandering around Zhuzhou.
Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away
Curling wine in clear scenery, not a speck of dust in the sky.
The autumn wind blows the fallen leaves, and the bright moon shines on the poet.
Sitting alone in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Sitting alone without anyone asking, the body is the same as the grass and trees.
There is a full moon in the green night, where is the autumn breeze?
Mid-Autumn Night Tour on the Qiantang River
The moon is getting old in this world, and it is hard to be as bright as yesterday.
When the wind blows across the river, wrinkles appear.
Mid-Autumn Festival
It is almost half of autumn tonight, and the light is clear and bright.
Yingying sneaked into the house and laughed at my lack of lovesickness.
Mid-Autumn Night from Shaoxing to Hangzhou
Strangers come and go, watching the Mid-Autumn moon alone.
In the shadow of silent clouds, it shines through a cold night.
Mid-Autumn Festival
The cold dew on the railings is soft as wine, and thousands of miles of clear light and shadow are about to flow.
Lonely tonight, on a bright moonlit night, lovesickness dominates the entire autumn.
Mid-Autumn Night
The clear light is just like in previous years. In previous years, it was impossible to have such a perfect night.
Chang'e is as melancholy as I am. She desires the world and I desire the heaven.
Mid-Autumn Festival
The mourning geese fly away, and thousands of sweet-scented osmanthus trees rain.
Whoever laughs at three o'clock in the morning knows that they are watching the moon return.
Mid-Autumn Festival
The wind-falling sycamore leaves are sad, and the lights are sadly reflected on the curtain hooks.
Three glasses of wine can lead to the road, but a drunken dream can lead to autumn.
Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Writing in front of the window is delayed, and I am worried about facing the ice wheel.
Poems become inseparable sentences overnight, and after writing homesickness, I write about lovesickness.
The Mid-Autumn Festival rhymes with the moon
Chanjuan left the building late tonight, and she was protected by thousands of miles of clear light.
But spreading lovesickness to heaven and earth doesn’t teach me that I miss lovesickness alone.
Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
The autumn water on the railing is clear, whose house is illuminated by the bright moon.
There are so many love-sickness sentences in this world that cannot be written until tonight.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Chang'e gave me the moon of lovesickness, and I chanted in pain of lovesickness.
A piece of pure light and eternal shadow, where can I go to the end of the world?
Cherishing people during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Drinking alone in the corner, looking at the lonely smoke.
The night when the jade mirror reopens, I miss the year after.
Thousands of voices are heard in autumn, and thousands of shadows are heard in the moonlight.
I have been separated from my old friends for a long time, where does the dream come from?
Mid-Autumn Festival
The beautiful scenery is beautiful in the morning, and the soul is fascinated this night.
The clear light shines on thousands of waters, and the black magpie perches on a branch.
You know autumn is good when you have chrysanthemums, and you know the moon is low when there are no clouds.
Listening to Guizi in the Toad Palace, I dreamed of being close to the west of my hometown.
Looking at the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
The sky is quiet, and the sky is a mirror.
Today is a good day for thousands of years, but there are many worries for travelers thousands of miles away.
When the lights are shining, insects gather in the cold weather, and when the night is clear, the geese are passing by.
Whose flute sounds, blowing cold osmanthus.
Autumn fishing boat beauty "Mid-Autumn Night" uses original jade
Where can I find the feelings on this night? The autumn shadows of the world are in the sky.
The parasol trees grow dew and the reeds blow snow, and the moonlight turns into frost waves and blows the wind.
Thousands of miles away from home, I came to the bottom of my dream, and a night of melancholy fell into the cup.
How can I complain about regrets and insects? Time is missing and time is coming too quickly.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Whoever gives the mirror to Qian with both hands, I know that there is a Qiong Tower wherever I look.
The sky is clear and quiet for ten months, and the miles are desolate for half of autumn.
When drunk, I fall asleep in front of the book, and when the poem comes, my eyes become sad.
Where will the clothes and the cold wind go? Send me to Guanghan Palace for a tour.
Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night
The sparse curtains do not hinder the view, the clouds are thin and the wind is clear and the night is quiet.
Why is there a moon in the sky at the beginning of the year, and how many days do sorrow begin in the world?
The moon is fifteen and I doubt the mirror, and I am twenty-three years old and have no husband.
Peng Ya Sang Hu is a dream, and his life is always a plan for rice.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Gradually I feel the frost and dew on the tower, and I also know that the roundness and imperfection cannot be controlled by my heart.
The gloom and gloom of an autumn fall into thousands of waters, and the clear light of the evening is covered with thousands of cents.
When the moon comes to the world, I know that I am thin, and when the night passes, the shadow of the wild geese turns to deep thought.
Why insist on saying that the weather is cool and nice, but you can drink wine alone without friends.
Mid-Autumn Night in the suburbs of the city facing the moon
There are moonlight clouds in the blue sky, drinking in the lonely light and drunkenness.
Why do you think there are two colors of flowers, but there are only three people facing each other?
The sorrow of poetry is hard to return to me now and in the past, but in the cold autumn, the universe belongs to you.
I also expected Situ to sigh, always sighing like smoke
Wang Wei's "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"
Being a stranger in a foreign land alone ,
I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night"
The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is the 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.
Reference materials: Poems about missing relatives 7. Poems about missing father during Mid-Autumn Festival
For example: If you want to raise your father's tomb on green mountains, it is difficult to leave family affection behind in the prosperous age.
I just hate that my family love has nothing to complain about. I asked you when you will go to Chiyang. The world is full of flowers in August, and I think about my father every year.
Family love and love will stay forever. The news of yin and yang is broken, and the wild geese look at their children with sadness.
The tenderness of a loving father will eventually fade away, leaving no room for doubt about the filial piety of a child. In the dream, she recalled her father, and when she woke up, her clothes were wet with tears.
The honorable person speaks with a heart, and the kind words are enough. My father loves to guard a piece of heaven and earth alone, using soil and sweat to create magic.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is also the time when wanderers miss their loved ones and hometown the most. When we wander away, home is always the warmest harbor. There are always pairs of eyes looking into the distance at the door of the house, there are always tables of fragrant meals at home, and there are always chattering but heart-warming words at home.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, people from other places yearn for, miss, and look forward to the fragrance of their hometown, as well as their deep longing for their parents. 8. Mid-Autumn Festival blessings to the elders
Let your relatives and friends feel the warmth of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
On this special day, send Mid-Autumn Festival blessing webpages and Mid-Autumn Festival blessing text messages to send your holiday blessings!
The moon is round in the Mid-Autumn Festival, my hometown is far away in the horizon, my relatives are haunted by dreams, my lover cares about me, and I have countless friends. I wish this love and this scene will bring endless warmth in my heart!
Hear ~ think ~ heart, say ~ do ~ get, time is up ~ you have received all my best wishes. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Smile sweetly!
Send a round cake, a round heart, a round love, and a round dream. happy mid-Autumn Festival!
Let the fullest moon accompany you and me, let the bright moon convey my wishes and blessings... I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a full moon, a round person, and everything goes smoothly.
The bright moon in front of the bed is bald. This guy is suspected to be the guy with teeth on the ground. He raised his head to look at the mooncake guy, and lowered his head to think about his hometown guy. Seeing this message is a fool!
The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows. I hope that from today on the moon will always be round and you will always be happy! Wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I hope you feel as happy as autumn! Smiles are always blooming like flowers! All wishes come true! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
I wonder if you are safe after traveling thousands of miles away? And send my thoughts to each other from afar. Endless love and care, deep affection and blessings, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon and I want to give you a mooncake. First level of consideration! Second level of care! The third level of romance! Sweet sandwich in the middle! Hope you like it!
The moon is full, the home is round, the belly is round, and preferably the wallet is round too. Happy holidays, all the best, and happy family reunion! ! !
On a full moon night, when we miss each other, the sky is far apart, which adds to the sadness of separation. It is difficult to express it in thousands of words, but there is only one word: Be careful with the mooncakes!
Happy reunion on the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day, and thousands of families share the same wish to reunite. I wish you a happy holiday, family reunion, all your wishes come true, and a happy life.
I sit quietly in front of the window and send you a deep feeling in the distance: I wish you happiness, health and happiness. Any good stuff? Bring some soon, can't wait.
The bright moon of Mid-Autumn Festival rewards you with a happy life, and the joy of National Day brings happiness to your whole family. I wish you a successful career, a happy family and all the best.
The bright moon is priceless, and the mountains are all sentimental. May your life be as perfect as the fifteenth moon!
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, I still miss the old love, if my heart matches, we can walk together in the future. We will walk together in the ups and downs of life.
If the sky is sentimental, the sky will grow old, and the moon will be as long and round as it is infinite. My love for you will last forever.
It is a pity that I cannot be with you all on this day of reunion. I sincerely wish my brothers and sisters to reunite with their families, keep pace with the times, and make all their wishes come true.
The Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day coincide with each other, and the whole country is full of joy. What are you doing at home? After eating the mooncakes.
Going to the toilet?
The moon is round, the cake is round, the moon cake is round. People are round, faces are round, faces are round. My heart is round, my eyes are round, and my heart that misses you is even rounder.
On this Mid-Autumn Moon Garden night, the person I miss most is thinking of you. On this day when the whole country is rejoicing, there is the person I love most by your side.
best wishes to you.
Internet connection! Love! Full moon! Mid-Autumn Festival night language conveys lovesickness, the flowers are full and the moon is full, the love is hard to be fulfilled. Bringing greetings and thoughts, may all your wishes come true.
The moon is full, the family is happy, everything is perfect, the country is harmonious, the family is harmonious and harmonious.
Happy reunion on National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you good luck and good mood during the festival!
In these wonderful double festivals that come and go in nineteen years, I sincerely wish you that all your wishes will come true! May my blessings be with you!
Now there is no one to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with you. Do you want to go to the moon to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with sister Chang'e?