Have you read any poems about reunion? In normal study, work and life, everyone must be familiar with all kinds of poems. Poetry shows the art of its language with its strong sense of rhythm, wonderful rhythm, refined language and peculiar imagination. So do you really understand this poem? The following is my collection of poems about reunion for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.
The poem of reunion is 1 1, the sun and the moon match, gather in the room and gather in the town.
2. Throw a still stone and pour it into reunion.
3, moving in the breeze, reunion in the exhibition.
4. the reunion began on the fifteenth, and the sixteenth was still missing.
5, family reunion, a phone call and a promise.
6. I don't know if it's wonderful, mother and son meet again.
7. Embroider the curtain, disperse the fragrance mist, and the cage will reunite in Jinli.
8, the court embarrassed, brothers hinder reunion.
9. It's hard to know Chixian Day in the long night, monsters dance for a hundred years, and the people are not reunited for 500 million.
10, jathyapple Ming Reunion, Koharu Frost Early.
1 1, with more than three wishes, I wish to celebrate every year and reunite forever.
12, the sea light reunited with the moon, and a pearl fell to the jade plate.
13, I have been hungry and cold for a long time, and I think of reunion every season.
14, east, west, north and south, reunion, washing liver and setting up trees.
15, where the walls reunite, there is a shadow but no trace.
16, come back, no longer teach alone, heartbreak to reunion.
17, a reunion will be held every three to five days, and the jade fence will be covered with clear light.
18, the frost and the moon meet again like water, or it's a fairy's birthday.
19, I just want to be together for one day and one night in a poor family.
20. Farming villages prosper and social trees reunite.
Reunion poem 2 Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Su Shi
When is the bright moon,
I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in heaven,
What year is tonight?
I want to go home in the wind,
I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,
It's too cold at the top,
Dance to see the shadows,
What is it like?
Zhuge,
Low-level families,
Take a sleepless photo.
There should be no hatred,
What road is there to go?
People have joys and sorrows,
The moon is cloudy and sunny,
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
Wish people a long time,
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan.
Drink with the moon
Lipper
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.
August 15th, jathyapple.
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.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!
Nanzhai Wan Yue
Wang Changling
Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.