Mid-Autumn Poems 1
Mid-Autumn Festival Tang Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
Ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival II
Jathyapple August 15 Don Du Fu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Mid-Autumn Poems 3
Memories of Brothers on a Moonlit Night Don Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. 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.
Four ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival
Drinking the bright moon alone Tang Li Bai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival 5
"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August" Tang Bai Juyi
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Six ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival
Under the Moon on an Autumn Night Tang Menghao-ran
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Seven ancient Mid-Autumn Poems
Lu Guimeng of Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Watching Hall
It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Eight ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival
On the evening of August 15th, Pi Rixiu, the Devil Hall of Tianzhu Temple.
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Nine ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival
Hit the moon on the night of August 15th, Yuxi, Liu Song.
Tonight the sky will wash the world again. Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the world is Yujing.
Mid-Autumn Poetry 10
Mid-Autumn Festival Song Lipu
When the mirror rose into the sky, there was silence among the clouds. A round of average points full, accompanied by Wan Liyun. The sly rabbit fell from the string and the demon frog rested in front of him. Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.