A collection of love poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. Look at the moon and embrace the distance

Author: Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness arises at night!

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.

2. How bright is the bright moon?

Author: Anonymous

How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains.

Sorrowful and unable to sleep, I pick up my clothes and wander around.

Although it is a happy trip, it is better to return home early.

When I go out and feel alone, who should I sue for my worries?

The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.

3. Partridge Sky

Author: Liu Yong

Blow the remaining smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.

Because the road is far away, people are still far away.

Emotional and profound. Biyun returned without a trace.

Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.

4. Shui Tiao Ge Tou

Author: Su Shi

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

I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.

Dancing and clearing the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where you will find a low-rise house, 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 is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life.

5. Twelve o'clock (autumn night)

Author: Liu Yong

At the beginning of the evening, the moon is clear, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.

The green tents and the coolness give rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.

The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore.

The more leaky throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions, all leaving people worried.

Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.

Sometimes at night, Mingming is lying on his pillow, looking at the ground diligently.

When the candle is dim and I wake up from alcohol, Yuan Lai is in a dream again.

Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of emotionless feelings.

How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make up the remaining fragrant quilt?

I wish you to make a wish to heaven and never abandon it from now on.

6. Sauvignon Blanc

Author: Liu Yong

Painted drums noisy streets, orchid lanterns fill the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.

The night view of Jiangque, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows in the wind and swans exposed

Alleys and streets are crisscrossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.

Phoenix candles are shining brightly. That person did not cover up the incense screen.

Looking towards the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.

The delicate waves are beautiful, the clever smile is still there, and the intention is to welcome you.

It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall.

Who knew that famous officials were detained and detained, and their charm has been reduced over the years.

7. The River is Red and the Mid-Autumn Festival is sent far away

Author: Xin Qiji

Go up to the west building quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon.

But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow.

Whoever makes the curling floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season.

Ask Chang'e, if she is lonely and cold, if she has any worries, she should respond with a beautiful hair.

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

Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, there is still nothing left to be desired.

If it is a long and round night like this, the favor may not be appreciated.

Return the past and separation into joy, and say it when you return.

8. Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon

Author: Wen Zhengming

Osmanthus flowers and 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 they are like this in the blink of an eye.

The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching.

My message to couples, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.

9. Guanshan Moon

Author: Li Bai

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 Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.

The land was conquered, but no one returned.

The garrison guests 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.

10. Gu Lang Yue Xing

Author: Li Bai

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 in clusters.

The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who would eat it?

The toad erodes its round shadow, and the bright night is gone.

In the past, Yi fell from the Nine Crows, and heaven and man were clear and peaceful.

The Yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to understand it.

How are you worried? The sadness is heartbreaking!