1. One or two poems by ancient and modern literati describing the moon
1. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
——Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival" 2. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" 3. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
——Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" 4. When are the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? ——Li Yu's "Poppy When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come" 5. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine back on me?
—— Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou" 6. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows.
7. 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.
8. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
9. The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
10. People today do not see the moon of ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients. 11. The sky is low in the wilderness and the trees are low. The clear moon on the river is close to the people.
12. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward. 13. It’s a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
14. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. 15. The moon over the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third time.
16. The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I stay in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. 17. The moon is silent when people are away, but there is light in the moon and people are sentimental.
After farewell, I miss you like the moon, and the water reaches the city between the clouds. 18. When I go up to the river tower alone, I think of silence, the moonlight is like water and the sky is like water.
19. Tonight, when the moon shines brightly and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn? 20. The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no reunion. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at her, and her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.
21. Under the shadow of the moon, the curtains are heavy and the eaves are covered with flowers in the breeze. 22. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
23. The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 24. There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is visible.
25. The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. 26. The autumn moon rises in the center of the lake in Dongting, and the waves are like molten gold.
27. The Liaohai Sea swallows the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains. 28. The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk.
29. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. 30. If you don’t recognize the moon when you are young, it will look like a white jade plate. 2. Ancient poems about the moon
"Spring Night" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of singing can be heard softly on the balcony, and the night is dark in the swing courtyard.
Tang Dynasty - Li Bai "Ask the Moon about Wine·My old friend Jia Chun ordered me to ask about it"
When will the moon come to the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask. 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 seeing 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 cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. 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.
"Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is the sound of wild geese in the 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, but the troops were not suspended.
"Twenty-three Horse Poems·Part 5" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. Why should I be golden and have a strong brain? Walk quickly to enjoy the clear autumn.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
Yu Liangshi of the Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight at Spring Mountain"
There are so many wonderful things to do in Spring Mountain that I forget to return home at night. Holding the water and the moon in your hands, your clothes are filled with the fragrance of flowers. There is no distance when happiness comes, but I want to leave and cherish my beauty. Looking south to where the bell rings, the tower is deep and green.
"Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" by Song Song of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty
On the third and fifth day of autumn in a cloudless world, you can see toads roaming the sea. Until the end of the sky, I never took a private photo of anyone's home.
"Looking at Jiangnan·Jiangnan Moon" by Wang Qi of the Song Dynasty
The moon in Jiangnan fills the west tower in the clear night. When the clouds fall and open, the ice spits out the mirror, and the jade hook sinks deep in the waves. When does Yuanqi rest? The stars are far apart, and the wind is blowing into the new autumn. Dangui doesn't know how to shake and hate, Su'e should be sad to say goodbye. ***Yuyou in the sky.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Li Pu of the Song Dynasty
The treasure mirror rises in the sky, and the fairy sounds in the clouds are silent. The autumn colors are evenly divided and the moon is full, and the clouds are always bright and clear. The cunning rabbit falls from the string in the air, and the evil toad does not appear in front of you. Lingcha made an appointment to join hands and wait until the Milky Way is completely cleared.
"Looking at the Moon after the Rain" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The clouds are scattered in the surrounding suburbs, and half of the toads are blooming. Thousands of miles of frost are combined, 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.
Why did the ancients like to use the moon to compose poems?
There are four general reasons: first, because the moon is the closest celestial body to humans, and people pay great attention to it; second, the moon has regular shape changes (first quarter, last quarter, waning moon, full moon, lunar eclipse, Moon halo, etc.) attract people's curiosity; third, the moonlight is clear, bright, and elegant, which is in line with the kind, peaceful, moderate, and reserved character of the Chinese people; fourth, ancient literati often left their hometowns and traveled hard for fame or livelihood, so they are particularly yearning for it. For "round" things, I use the moon to express my feelings. Therefore, there are more and more poems praising the moon. 3. Analysis of the feelings (verses) of ancient literati about the moon
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Author: 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. Translation: A bright moon rises over the sea. You and I are on opposite sides of the sky, admiring the moon above the sea.
Some lovers resent the long nights and stay up all night longing for you. Turn off the candles and the moonlight fills the room which is lovely.
When I put on my clothes, my clothes were wet with dew. I can't give you the silver light in my hand, so why not go back to bed and fall asleep, maybe I can get together with you in my dream.
Notes: 1. Huaiyuan: Missing relatives far away. This sentence writes about relatives in different places looking at the bright moon with the same feelings at the same time.
2. Lover: There is a lover. Resenting the distant night: Resenting and insomnia due to separation, and even complaining about the long nights.
Jing Xi: All night long. 3. Cherish the full moonlight: Cherish the full moonlight.
4. The last two sentences say: Although the moonlight is lovely, I cannot give it to my relatives far away, so I have to go back to the house and sleep, hoping for a good dream. Lu Ji's "How bright is the bright moon": "There is an afterglow when you shine on it, but you can't hold it in your hands.
" Writing background: The author left his hometown, looked at the moon and missed his relatives far away ********** *********************There are others, such as: Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and getting drunk on Dadan, this article is also When will the moon come out to conceive a child? 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 it's too cold in the high places.
How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying 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. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.
Go to a restaurant and drink and get drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest.
Jijue already knows. The chaotic mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world.
This sentence is written on the bridge pillar. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky.
The mud has not yet been resolved, and the jade is arrogant. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao.
Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn. Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed at the beginning.
Then he called him, and there was no reason to meet him again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly.
In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Started by Hui Dong Tiju" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as the one I once visited in Chibi. The reward is paid by the straw, and the cloth is handed over to the wheel.
[Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower 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 have 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's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated.
Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained.
Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in an instant. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle, which indicates the troubles ahead.
On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past. Can't bear to think about it.
Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. Towards the Immortal Island and on the road back to the underworld, there is no news about either of them.
Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold. Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was drunk and still silent.
Things will be lost forever, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow. Thinking secretly, chasing old memories, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I wanted to throw fruit to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time. The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the gods and immortals. At the end of the night, it became even more sparse and crazy.
Geng Xiangjiang sleeps with phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks. The jade hairpins are scattered all over the sky, and they are all scattered in the high sun. This joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.
The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed. The alleys are criss-crossed.
Pass the Pingkang bridle and listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candles flicker.
That person did not cover up the incense screen. Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.
She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention. The wall is about to be painted, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time.
Little did we know that famous officials were detained and interrogated, and their charm has been reduced over the years. Look at the bright moon, the bright moon.
The struggle for success is still lacking. Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.
It was last year's time at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.
Partridge Sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.
Because the road is far away, the person is still far away, even if the heart is in the same bed, it is not the same. Passionate and passionate.
Biyun returned without a trace. Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light. Feel the green tent and the coolness, giving rise to autumn thoughts.
The weather is getting colder. Falling leaves knock on the windows, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't get up after sleeping.
More leaks in the throat, more worries, and all kinds of emotions are coming together, all of which are leaving people worried. Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.
Sometimes at night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently. When the candle is dark, I wake up from wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.
Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope. How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then arrange the remaining fragrant quilts?
I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on. Xingxiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn around the sadness of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants. Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.
The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past. It's an eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty.
When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long. [Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month, 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 crouching, the temples are swaying, and 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 moonlight 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. "Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty During the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I climb Tiger Hill to see the moon, I miss Qinhuai.
After a few glances, the moonlight was as bright as day, and Li Jijin and Wang were seen alone among thousands of people, but the moon couldn't be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it at midnight.
At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. Jin Yi was about to leave. The Qinhuai people said: "Hu Yao didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general thought about it again." It stopped with anger.
Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. The sound of Wu is heard competing on the bank of the Qingxi River, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present the Yuan Nu's pearls and the colorful girl's flute. Along with its unique tune, there are the sounds of green clouds, which are dramas, such as pipa and pipa. 4. Analysis of the feelings (verses) of ancient literati about the moon
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Author: 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. Translation: A bright moon rises over the sea. You and I are on opposite sides of the sky, admiring the moon above the sea.
Some lovers resent the long nights and miss you all night long. Turn off the candles and the moonlight fills the room which is lovely.
When I put on my clothes, my clothes were wet with dew. I can't give you the silver light in my hand, so why not go back to bed and fall asleep, maybe I can get together with you happily in my dream.
Notes: 1. Huaiyuan: Missing relatives far away. This sentence writes about relatives in different places looking at the bright moon with the same feelings at the same time.
2. Lover: There is a lover. Resenting the distant night: Resenting and insomnia due to separation, and even complaining about the long nights.
Jing Xi: All night long. 3. Cherish the full moonlight: Cherish the full moonlight.
4. The last two sentences say: Although the moonlight is lovely, I cannot give it to my relatives far away, so I have to go back to the house and sleep, hoping for a good dream. Lu Ji's "How bright is the bright moon": "There is an afterglow when you shine on it, but you can't hold it in your hands.
" Writing background: The author left his hometown, looked at the moon and missed his relatives far away ********** *********************There are others, such as: Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and getting drunk at the end of the year, this article is also When will the moon come out to conceive a child? 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 it's too cold in the high places.
How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying 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. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.
Go to a restaurant and drink and get drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest.
Jijue already knows.
The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world.
This sentence is written on the bridge pillar. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky.
The mud has not yet been resolved, and the jade is arrogant. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao.
Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn. Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed 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.
In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Started by Hui Dong Tiju" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when I visited Red Cliff. The reward is paid by the straw, and the cloth is handed over to the wheel.
[Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower 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 have 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's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated.
Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained.
Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle, which indicates the troubles ahead.
On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past. Can't bear to think about it.
Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. Towards the Immortal Island and on the road back to the underworld, there is no news about either of them.
Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold. Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was drunk and still silent.
The memories are passed on frequently, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow. Thinking secretly, chasing old memories, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I wanted to throw fruit to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time. The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the gods and immortals. At the end of the night, it became even more sparse and crazy.
Geng Xiangjiang sleeps with phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks. The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.
The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed. The alleys are criss-crossed.
Pass the Pingkang bridle and listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candles flicker.
That person did not cover up the incense screen. Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.
She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention. The wall is about to be painted, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time.
Little did we know that famous officials were detained and interrogated, and their charm has been reduced over the years. Look at the bright moon, the bright moon.
The struggle for success is still lacking. Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.
It was last year's time at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.
Partridge Sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.
Because the road is far away, the person is still far away, even if the heart is in the same bed, it is not the same. Passionate and passionate.
Biyun returned without a trace. Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light. Feel the green tent and the coolness, giving rise to autumn thoughts.
The weather is getting colder. Falling leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't get up after sleeping.
More leaks in the throat, more worries, and all kinds of emotions are coming together, all of which are leaving people worried. Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.
Sometimes at night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently. When the candle is dark, I wake up from wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.
Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope. How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then arrange the remaining fragrant quilts?
I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on. Xingxiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn around the sadness of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants. Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.
The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past. In that eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty.
When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long. [Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month, 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 swaying, and 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 moonlight 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. "Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty During the Wuwu Mid-Autumn Festival, when I climbed Tiger Hill to see the moon, I thought about Qinhuai.
After a few glances, the moonlight was as bright as day, and the two surnames Li Jijin and Wang were seen alone among thousands of people, but the moon could not be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it at midnight.
By the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. Jin Yi was about to leave. The Qinhuai people said: "Hu Yao didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general thought about it again."
"It stops with emotion.
Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it is lost for almost two nights, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. Zaqingxi The sound of Wu is heard competing on the bank, and the one who wins with his true feelings in the pavilion will present the Yuan Nu's pearls and the colorful girl's flute, which will be accompanied by the sound of the green clouds. It will be a drama, such as the pipa and the pearl. 5. The ancients. What are the poems describing the moon?
Thinking about the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed at night, I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Looking up at the bright moon, I lower my head and think about my hometown. When people are walking, 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 home to ask about life and death. The army has not yet ceased. 3. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Su Shi was drinking happily and was pregnant with his son.
When will the bright moon come? What year is it? I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the high place will be too cold.
I dance to clear the shadows, how can I turn around the red pavilion and look down at the house without sleep? There should be no hatred, why do things always go together when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that is difficult to do in the past.
I hope that we will meet you forever after thousands of miles away. Su Shi wrote this poem while sleeping in the Swallow Tower in Pengcheng. The moon was as bright as frost, the wind was as good as the water, and the scenery was infinite.
Fishes are jumping in Qugang, round lotuses are pouring out, and no one can see them. . The sound of the three drums echoes through the leaves, and the dim dream clouds are broken.
The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I am a tired traveler from the end of the world, returning to my hometown in the mountains. Eyes of the mind.
The swallow tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallows in the empty locked tower. The past and present are like dreams, but there are old joys and new resentments.
Different times, Huang Tower. Night scene, sighing for Yu Hao. 5 Tai Chang led Xin Qiji to Jiankang on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and gave Lu Shuqian a round of autumn shadows turning golden waves, and the flying mirror was polished again.
Asking Chang'e for wine, she was bullied by her white hair. ! Take a good ride, thousands of miles in the sky, look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut away the osmanthus, and there will be more clear light for humanity! Because of the poem "Tianwen".
Where is the poor moon going? Is it somewhere else? I can only see it over there. The sky is full of light and shadow, but the wind is blowing. Haohao sent me the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who will keep the flying mirror if it doesn't marry? It's said that there is no reason to go through the sea.
Fear of thousands of miles of whales, the jade palace is broken. Floor. The toad is so ready to bathe in the water, why does the cloud understand the ups and downs? If everything is fine, why does the cloud gradually become like a hook?
1. The bright moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in the blue field creates smoke. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
2. The moon falls and the sky is filled with crows and frost, and the river maple fishes and the fire makes melancholy. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Fengqiao". / Night Park in Fengjiang"
3. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once returned with colorful clouds. ——Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal·Denghou Tower High Lock"
4. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward. ——Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn"
5. The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges into the river. ——Du Fu's "Walking at Night"
6. The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. ——Li He's "Twenty-three Horse Poems·Part 5"
7. The sun is full of colors, the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright, so I can't sleep. ——Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc·Part 2"
8. The missing moon and the sparse paulownia trees make people feel peaceful. ——Su Shi's "Bu Shuzi·Residence at Dinghui Yuan in Huangzhou"
9. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. ——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting·Walking Alone to the West Tower without Words" 7. Ask the ancients for poems describing the moon
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: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
2. The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River")
3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai")
5. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadows. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
6. If you don't recognize 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 they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: "When will the bright moon appear at the head of the water tune song")
10. The bright moon came to pass in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress") 8. What are the verses and poems about the ancients describing the moon?
"The water patterns in the precious silk are long and long, and the beautiful days of thousands of miles rest overnight.
From now on, I have no love. On a good night, let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon." (Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty, "Writing Love").
"I go up to the river tower alone and think about the mist, the moonlight is like water and the sky. Where are the people who come to watch the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
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("Jianglou Senjiu" by Zhao Xia of the Tang Dynasty). "Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold frost wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently."
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? "(Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"). "Ms. Xiao's face is so thin that it is difficult to shed tears, and her peach-leaf eyebrows are long and it is easy to feel sad.
The world is divided into three parts on bright moonlit nights, and two parts are in Yangzhou." (Tang Xu Ning's "Remembering Yangzhou"). "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 compassion 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 time to sleep and dream.” (Tang Zhang Jiuling’s "Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan"). 9. Collect poems about Chinese literati and the moon
1. The moonlight shines in front of the bed , suspected to be frost on the ground.
Li Bai 2. Look up at the bright moon and look down at your hometown. Li Bai 3. Under the moon, the clouds form a sea tower. The cup invites the bright moon, and the shadows form three people. Li Bai 5. There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes.
Li Bai 6. The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, and the sky is full of clouds. Li Bai 7. The drunken moon is in the sky. It doesn't matter to you if you are obsessed with flowers.
Li Bai 8. I lower the crystal curtain and look at the autumn moon. Li Bai 9. I will follow you until the end of the night. , We are full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai 11. The moon is half full in Emei Mountain, and the shadows are reflected in the water of Pingqiang River.
Li Bai 12. The wind blows through the pines, and the moon on the mountain rises. Playing the piano. Wang Wei 13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon shines on them.
Wang Wei 14. The bright moon shines on the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow up.
Ma Dai 16. The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the geese flee in the night. Lu Lun 17. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Du Fu 18. The stars are shining in the sky. The house is moving, and the moon is in the sky. Du Fu 19. I wake up in the morning to clean up the filth, and return home with a lotus hoe.
Tao Yuanming 20. Silently, I go up to the west building, the moon is like a hook. Li Yu 21. The bright moon separates the branches. The magpies are startled, and the cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.
Xin Qiji 22. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi 23. A flick of water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. p>
Couplet 24. The moon is darker than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south. Liu Fangping 25. The morning mirror is full of sorrow, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
Li Shangyin 26. The eagle bow is drawn. It's like a full moon, looking to the northwest and shooting a wolf. Su Shi 27. The water under the courtyard is clear and clear, with algae and cypresses interspersed in the water.
Su Shi's myths and legends related to the moon ●Chinese legends about the moon. Myths were first recorded in ancient books such as "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", "Chu Songs" and "Huainanzi" ●There are many folk legends and myths about the moon.
Among them are Chang'e flying to the moon and Zhu Yuanzhang's uprising against the Yuan Dynasty. Wait for the story. ●It is said that there is a laurel tree five hundred feet high in the moon.
During the Han Dynasty, there was a man named Wu Gang who was obsessed with immortality and did not concentrate on his studies. He was demoted to the moon to cut laurels. The laurels are cut and combined, so later generations can see the image of Wu Gang endlessly cutting down the laurels in the middle of the moon. 4. Fantasy poems about the moon in ancient my country ● What is the virtue of night light, and what is the benefit of death? Gutu is in the belly? (Qu Yuan's "Chu Ci·Tian Wen") (Meaning: What are the characteristics of the moon? It dies and grows again? What's the benefit of raising a rabbit in your arms? ) ●Cut out the osmanthus in the moon, and there should be more clear light.
(Du Fu's "One Hundred and Fifty Nights to the Moon") ●The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half-open and slanting white. The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.
(Li He's "Dream Sky") ●Poor moon tonight, where are you going? Someone else asked, where did we see it, the light and shadow are to the east? It's the sky, the sky is full of sweat, but the strong wind brings the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay? It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and being in a trance makes people sad. Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally.
A shrimp and toad can't stand bathing in water. How can a jade rabbit explain the ups and downs? If everything is fine, how can the cloud gradually become like a hook? (Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slowness") 5. The best pair for moon appreciation ●The moon is bright every month, especially the moon in August; the mountains and mountains are beautiful, and the mountains of Wushan are very beautiful. ●Appreciating the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is full and the earth is missing; a wanderer misses his hometown, a foreign land is bitter but his homeland is sweet.
●The moon is full in the sky, half of the moon in the world, and half of the moon is on the full moon; tonight is the end of the year, tomorrow is the beginning of the year, and every year is the end of the year. ●The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper are connected to the sky at fourteen o'clock under the water; a wild goose in the south tower flies with its shadow in the middle of the moon.
●The building is high but let the clouds fly by; Chi Xiao can send the moon. ●The flowers all over the ground are making shadows in the shadows; the moon is peeking out from a pavilion of mountains.
●The water depends on its coldness and warmth. There is no need to look for its source in the stream. The song lingers in the slanting light. The scenery around the lake is accessible to everyone. The moon waxes and wanes. Don’t ask about the first photo of the year by the pavilion. Raise a glass to invite this evening. Does Chang'e in the sky recognize me? 6. The nicknames and nicknames of the moon are Jade Rabbit, Luminous Light, Su'e, Ice Wheel, Moon Wheel, Jade Toad, Gui Po, Toad, Gu Rabbit, Chan Juan, Jade Bow, Jade Gui, Jade Plate, Jade Hook, Jade Mirror, Ice Mirror, Guanghan Palace, Chang'e, Yuyang, etc.
Scientifically speaking, there is no "one Chinese moon", but as the teachings of the Avatamsaka Sutra say, "the moon is reflected in thousands of rivers", there is only one moon in the sky, and different mountains and rivers reflect different waves and moon shadows. Therefore, in Chinese culture, the moon is not an ordinary star from the beginning. It comes with the world of mythology and carries profound and profound cultural content, thus giving rise to the "Chinese Moon" in terms of cultural attributes.
In the moonlight world, "the Chinese people's extremely light, elegant and sensitive heartstrings are often gently plucked by the warm, crystal clear and blurred moonlight. All worries and depression, all Joy, happiness, all the world's worries, all the separation between life and death, seem to be provoked by the moon for no reason, and people's various ethereal and secluded moods can not only be verified by the moon, but also can be reflected in the gentle and pleasant moonlight world. There is a response” [1].
The pale moonlight world not only reflects the aesthetic realm and interest of the Chinese people, but also reflects the mental image composition of the Chinese literati. "The moonlight in the sky can move the world." In fact, when the moonlight moves the world, it first moves people's spiritual world.
The moon is moving, and so is the heart. The moon moves with the heart. Li Yu's "Xian Qing Ou Ji" discusses "Moon Appreciation in the Mid-Autumn Festival" and says: "On the same month, those who come from Niu's mouth are happy.
Those who come from Bo's mouth are joyful.
Those who come from Bo's mouth are happy. "Every word is desolate", and the reason is "the moon is what it says, and what it contains is the heart". It is also a bright moon. In Li Bai's writing, "The bright moon comes out of Guan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass." The moon symbolizes the ambition and vitality of the prosperous Tang Dynasty; In Du Fu's case, it becomes "The moonlight on the river shines on the water, and the tall buildings want to kill people. I am always a guest on the horizon, and I touch my towel when I grow old" ("Moon on the River"), looking so old and tired.
When Fan Zhongyan saw the bright moon, he felt like "I was leaning alone high in the bright moon tower, and the wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of longing", which reflected the sad state of longing for lovesickness and fear of seeing the bright moon; Wang Anshi expressed "The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me?", looking forward to the ideal of returning home by boat under the bright moon, full of joy in the ideal state. Even the same poet has different understandings of the moon in different periods. Li Bai's "Gu Lang Yue Xing" said: "When I am young, I don't know the moon, and I call it a white jade plate."
It also imitates the Yao Tai Mirror, flying "In the blue clouds", comparing the moon to "white jade plate" and "Yao Tai mirror" are vivid and appropriate metaphors. It cannot be said that he does not know the moon, but at this time the poet's understanding of the moon is no longer that of a child.