A poem about midnight 1. What poems describe sleepless nights?
1, high light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc, Part I"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: there is only one solitary lamp in the dark, and it can't wait until dawn. Loneliness and missing make people desperate. I had to roll up the curtains, watch the moon miss that person, and sigh in my spare time.
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. -From the Song Dynasty: Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan couldn't stop crying last night.
Interpretation of the vernacular: Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreaming of returning to their hometown, burning thousands of miles away, and being awakened, it was midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.
3, turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, take no sleep. -From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi, "When is the bright moon?"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hangs low on the carved window, and looks after herself who is not sleepy.
4. there is nothing to say when going to the west building, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Welcome to the West Building without Words".
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: silence, loneliness, slowly boarding the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.
5, drunk can't wake up the West Building. Spring dreams and autumn clouds are easy to gather and disperse. I don't sleep much at the half-moon window. What is displayed on the screen is Wu. -From the Song Dynasty: Yan's "Sleeping in the West Building"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: drunken farewell to the west building, no memory after waking up. Spring dreams and autumn clouds make life too easy to gather and disperse. I still don't get enough sleep in the moonlight with half a window slanting, and the colorful screen shows the green of Wu Shan with nothing.
2. What poems describe "Midnight"?
1, the water army came in the middle of the night and Xunyang was full. -Li Bai's "After the chaos, Tian En Liu Yelang recalled the past and gave Jiang Taishou a good slaughter"
Commentary: In the middle of the night, Wang Yong's water army came to Xunyang, and it was everywhere inside and outside the city.
2, solar terms Chongyang, jade pillow gauze cabinet, cool in the middle of the night. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"
Interpretation: It's the Double Ninth Festival again, lying in a jade pillow gauze tent, and the chill in the middle of the night has just soaked the whole body. .
3, Lanxi peach blossom rain for three days, carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"
Interpretation: The intermittent spring rain lasted for three days, and the stream soared, and the fish competed for new water. In the middle of the night, when people were quiet, they flocked to Xitou Shoal.
4. Tell the children to plow the fields in the middle of the night, and the cows can't walk. -Yan's "Farmhouse"
Interpretation: wake up the child in the middle of the night, and go to the field to dig the soil before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and it dragged more and more slowly, so that it was almost too tired to drag the plow. .
5, the rain is high and white, ploughing in the middle of the night. -Cui Daorong's "Tian Shang"
Interpretation: The spring rain has rained enough, so that even the high fields are covered with white water. In order to compete for seeds, farmers braved the heavy rain and wore hemp fibers to farm in the middle of the night.
6. Who pushes mountains in the middle of the night? Looking up at the four directions is a cloud, guessing that it is a dry cloud. -Xin Qiji's "Lou Yu Xi Chun Fu Yun Shan"
Interpretation: Who pushed the mountain away in the middle of the night? Looking up, there were clouds everywhere. I guess they did it.
7. In the middle of the night, in the secluded place of Siming, climb the pine and touch the clouds. -Shi Jianwu's Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain
Interpretation: In order to find peace, go to Siming Mountain in the middle of the night, climb Songgui with your bare hands and touch the clouds.
8, four days in the middle of the night, the Milky Way is rotten. -Li Bai's Xiao Su Lake
Interpretation: In the middle of the night, the rain stopped, the sky was wide open, and the Milky Way was bright and dazzling.
9. Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers advance with rumbling weapons! When the sharp wind cuts the face like a knife. -Cen Can The Journey to the West
Interpretation: The general always wears armor at night, and the spears collide with each other in the middle of the night, and the cold wind blows on his face like a knife.
10, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
Interpretation: The bright moon on the horizon rises to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance.
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3. Poetry describing the night
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "Plug"
The golden boat was full of people. Cui Gui rode a red cage candle. A cup full of fragrance and snow. Yunlong is suspicious of dreams. Don't be afraid of wind. I used to be a fairy. Stay up all night. The windows in the south are very cold. -Song Shu Qi's "Bodhisattva Man, Golden Boat Full of Intoxication"
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon, Walking along Huangsha Road at Night"
I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"
I met you before I finished. It's easier to go early than to carry people. Recall that song and dig out that heartbreaking sentence. More vivid words. The lush grass fan Nanpu. The wind is blowing and the ship is raining. Listening to the sad voice, I can't sleep at night, where to go to the water town. -Song Yang's "Drip Gold, Meet the Unfinished Heart"
It's really embarrassing to be old and poor. It's my house that's cold. Sleeping at night is unbroken, muddy like a lonely crane entering a reed flower. -Lin Qinggudu's Winter Night in Jinling
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"
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. -Du Fu's jathyapple on August 15th.
It is always inconvenient in front of the small print lamp, and the new cold man in Xiaozhai has no sleep. There are several rustling showers on the wall and a wisp of smoke from the copper stove. -Song Lu Zugao "Reading"
Depart from Qiu Si at night, and stay awake all night. Years are long and people are cold. Self-satisfaction is empty and white, why not stick to it until you are old? The empty court is exposed and chatters endlessly. -Sleepless by Sun Song Shi Ying
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Don Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Don? Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang
Sitting in the middle of the night with a sleepless shadow, the window is full of wind and rain. I will provide good conditions for my dream, for fear that snuff is not cold-resistant. -Song Zhu Shu Zhen "Rain at Night"
4. Poems about midnight
(1) spent the night at the foot of Zen master Ye, when the sun set in the sky (Meng Haoran), the valley was hazy.
The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear. You got what you wanted, and the birds perched in the quiet fog.
Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knows the rainy season, which happens in spring. When the wind sneaks into the night, everything is moistened silently. The wild path is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. "A Night Outside" (Du Fu) The breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still high mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! . I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan (Wang Wei). My middle-aged heart found a way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. The moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time.
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. Zashi (Shen Quanqi) attacked Huanglong City, and our troops had already been sent out.
The girls here look at the same melancholy moon, illuminating our China soldiers. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands.
In a big attack, we captured Huanglong City with flags and drums? A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan) We wound our way under the green hill, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
"Night Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain (Li Bai)" Tonight in Hexi, there is no cloud in the blue sky; I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.
Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me. Moonlit Night (Du Fu) is in Fuzhou, far away. She is watching the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? In Moonlight Remembering Brothers (Du Fu), a vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle. This was the first call in autumn, and a wild goose came from the border. 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.
Letter to Li (Wang Wei), the envoy of Zizhou, "The trees of ten thousand valleys reach the sky, and the cuckoos of a thousand peaks crow". The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
Returning to Zhongnanshan at the end of the year (Meng Haoran) I didn't petition at the North Palace Gate, but went to this shabby house on Zhongnanshan. I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.
The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die. Therefore, I lay awake and meditated in the moonlight under the shadow of pine trees in the empty window period.
From a berth on Tonglu to a friend (Meng Haoran) in Yangzhou, the monkey sobbed on the shadowed mountain, and the river rushed at night. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
One autumn night, I was reading Qin Cheng's poem (Li Han). The cold wind crawled under my mat, and the bare walls of the city turned pale with the autumn moon. I saw a lone goose crossing the Milky Way, and I heard thousands of washing hammers on the rocks at night.
However, I don't want this season to take me away. I found your poem so beautiful that I forgot about the homing birds.
In a country inn (decorated by Dai Shulun), in a town and country for a thousand nights, when the autumn moon was full, I changed my face with my old friend. People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.
The wind in the tree startled the birds, and the insects in the grass cowered from the cold. Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring.
Farewell to Shen Han in Yunyang Inn (Sikongshu) across the river, not seen for many years. Suddenly meet, but doubt is a dream, lament and ask each other's age.
Dim lights shone through the cold rain outside the window, and bamboo forests floated in the clouds in the distance. But forget the sadness of tomorrow, and leave a cup to cherish.
Thinking of Taiwan (Wei Zhuang) all night long, the piano is sighing, and the strings are full of sorrow. There is a solitary lamp, a trumpet sound, and on the other side of the platform tower, the moon sets.
The fragrant grass has changed and withered, but I still hope my old friend will come back. Now that the wild goose has flown south, I have no more messengers to send to him.
Xie Shi's "Leaving the Night" (Fan Yun) is foggy on the balcony, and the dreamland is without water. The distant mountains are hidden and seen, and the flat sand is broken. Don't sing too many sad songs. After brushing the car dust, I will wait on Dong Gaosu. Send the poem "Leaving Night in the Time of Sinking" (Fan Yun) to the atmosphere of clear night, Chushan Qinghe Xiaoyun. The autumn wind in the two townships is resentful. I heard the lonely sound of the horn in the darkness, and the moon was in the sky, but no one shared it with me? My messenger was dispersed by the vortex of rain and sand, and the gate was closed to a traveler; The mountain is the wall on my road.
However, I endured a miserable life for ten years and found a perch and a twig here. It is safe tonight. In the middle section of Jiangyin Road (Zhang Yanshi), after the rain, the raft was muddy, and residual willows poured into the door.
Dreams smell broken horns and send them back, and old scars look new. Fish and salt make the market everywhere, and every family is full of children and grandchildren.
More preach a letter to the power of the broad people, how to fight rice and San Qian. In Ge Ye (Du Fu), the days in winter are shortened on the elemental scale, and the ice and snow turn the cold hovering nights white.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... The bell of the temple of Lumen Mountain (Meng Haoran) at night rang the night arrival. I heard the people in the fishing city staggering on the ferry.
People came to Gu Jiang along the sand road, and I also went to Lumen Mountain by boat. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here. From Yueyang Xiakou to Yingzhou, the source is Zhongcheng (Liu Changqing). There is no ripple on the river and no mist on the island, but the scenery is blurred to my Chu friends.
The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky. The cold horn sound coming from the desolate mountain wall reminds me of being parked next to an abandoned fortress.
That year, Jia Yi wrote to Emperor Wendi, all of whom were worried about the Han Dynasty. It's a pity that he was demoted to Changsha. Sleeping in Wuchang (Lulun) Hanyang City is deep in the sea of clouds, and it is another day of sailing alone.
Businessmen sleep during the day, know the waves, and boatmen talk at night. Look at the white hairs on both sides of the two or three Hunan autumn hairs, especially the moon-gazing disc.
My hometown has been destroyed by the war, and you can hear the sound of gongs and drums. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's star, last night's wind, the west of the studio and the east of Guixiangtang.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Untitled 1 (Li Shangyin) You said you would come, but you didn't. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter. The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng. Night Sleeping in Jiande (Meng Haoran) When my boat was sailing in the fog, the day was getting dark and old memories began.
How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! Zhu Liting (Wang Wei), leaning alone in the dense bamboo, I played the piano and hummed. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Autumn Night Message Autumn (Wei) I am walking in the cool autumn night, thinking of you and singing my poems. I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up.
Cosugo (Westerner), a constellation with seven high stars, is Shu Ge who raises his sword at night. Today, the Tubo people who breed horses only dare to look into the distance; They dare not go south and cross Lintao County.
The owner of Furong Mountain (Liu Changqing) who stayed in the snow was far away at dusk, freezing in the cold, and the house was poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Qu Xia (Lulun) In the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, the leaders of the Tatars are fleeing in the dark, and we are riding light horses and carrying heavy snow, chasing them on our bows and swords. Sai Qu Xia (played by Lu Lun) is frightened by the dark grass, and the general draws his bow at night. Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone.
The dangerous building of the overnight mountain temple (Li Bai) is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your bare hands. Dare not speak loudly, for fear of scaring people.
5. Poems describing late at night
(Li Shangyin)
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Untitled
(Li Shangyin)
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
(Meng Haoran)
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .
Chusek
(Du Mu)
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega.
6. Describe an ancient poem that woke up in the middle of the night
1, "Wenle Gifted Jiangzhou Sima" Tang: Yuan Zhen
The lamp remains without a flame. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening.
Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.
Translation:
The light went out and the shadow was the narrowest, but I heard that you had lived in Jiujiang that night.
I sat up in shock as I lay dying, and the dark wind and rain got into my cold window.
2, "Dream Micro" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
Translation:
I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
3. "butterfly lovers dreams of entering the smoke waterway in the south of the Yangtze River" Song: Yan
Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.
If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
Translation:
In my dream, I walked on the foggy Jiangnan road and traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but I didn't meet my parting sweetheart. The ecstasy in the dream has nowhere to tell, and after waking up, I am disappointed by the dream.
I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the goose goes to fish and sinks, and finally this letter can't be sent. There is no other way but to play the piano slowly to express the feelings of parting, and it is difficult to express one's feelings when the piano column is broken.
4, "Linjiang Xian Qin Lou does not see the flute girl" Tang Dynasty: Li Wei
Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me and smells sweet.
Joan woke up from her dream and survived. How long did she hate that year! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.
Translation:
Without the beauty like Qin Mugong, the beauty of the royal garden is empty. Those flowers are so beautiful, the petals are pink and the core is gold, but only they are low or high, and no one can enjoy them with me. Maybe Dongfeng didn't like me, so I let those bloom lose half.
I missed it for a long time, bored, sleepy by the window, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun had set. I dreamed of the love of that year, and when I woke up, everything was empty. How long should this hatred be! A few years ago, the two were dependent on each other in the weeping willows, but now they can't meet each other. I only get along with her temporarily. It's really short Like a dream, I'm still too lazy to think about those things.
5. "Li Bai's two dreams, on" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again. You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.
Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you. I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.
You came to me through the green forest, and you disappeared in front of a dark castle. However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? .
I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air. There is water to pass through. They are wild. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river.
Translation:
Parting for death often makes people cry, but parting is often more sad. The mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are a very popular place. Why is there no news of the demoted person?
Old friend, you suddenly came to my dream, because you know I will always remember you. I'm afraid you won't be a ghost in your dream. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Life and death are hard to estimate.
The soul floats in the Qingfeng forest in the southwest, and the soul belongs to the black land of Guanshan. Now that you are in prison, how can you fly to this land in the north?
The moon falls and shines all over the beams. I see your face is haggard and confused. Please be careful when traveling in deep water waves, and don't fall into Longkou.
7. What are the poems about late at night?
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? . -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Explanation: The bright moonlight shines on enough paper, as if the ground had been frosted.
2. With the bow shadow on the moon, Shuang Hu plays the sword flower. -Li Bai's Six Poems of Xia Sai
Explanation: The moon bends into an arch at night, and the frost and snow in Alakazam condenses into flowers.
3. The sound of geese far exceeds that of Xiaoxiang, and the moon on the twelfth floor speaks for itself. -Wen's "Yao Sefen"
Commentary: The sound of geese flies far over Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines on the twelfth floor.
4. Stark blew the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. -Du Fu's Pavilion Night
Commentary: Before dawn, the local garrison has started to act, and the horn sounds tragic; The stars reflected in the Three Gorges water are swaying.
5. Recall the Mid-Autumn osmanthus flowers. The flowers are in the cup. The moon is in the cup. -Xin Qiji's "Cutting the Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
Commentary: Recalling the sunny Mid-Autumn Festival, I was among the fragrant osmanthus flowers. The flower shadows are reflected in the glass, and the moon waves are rippling in the glass.
6. Holding the baby home at night, I can't see anyone in Leng Yue. -Bai Juyi's Mourning for Xue Tai
Commentary: In the middle of the night, I returned to the yard with my youngest son in my arms. The cold moonlight shone in the empty room, and there was no one there.
7. In the middle of the night, Jiang Yue found Hui, and Song Yue, the water man, came back. -Ouyang Xiu's Sleeping in Yueyang
Commentary: It's late at night, the moonlight on the river is particularly bright, and there is the song of the boat when it comes home late.
8. The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Stars and Winds of Last Night.
Commentary: last night, the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.
9. The wind blows the ancient trees, it rains on sunny days, and the moon shines on the sand and the frost on summer nights. -Bai Juyi's Looking at the Xijiang River
Commentary: On a sunny day, the wind blows the old trees and rustles as if it were raining. On a summer night, the moonlight is everywhere, just like autumn frost.
10. The quiet night is heavy, floating and hazy, and the cold soaks into the moon. -Qiu Chuji's "No Vulgarity, Xu Ling Palace Pear Flower Ci"
Commentary: Pear blossoms quietly in the moonlit night, and in the quiet night when the twilight is heavy and the world is vast.
1 1. There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? -Cao Cao's "Short Songs"
Commentary: The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are sparse, and the black magpie is looking for support and flying south. Fly around the tree three times, I wonder if I can lean on that branch?
12. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. -Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon; Walking in the middle of Huangsha Road at night. "
Explanation: There are faint clouds floating in the sky, twinkling stars appearing from time to time, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. We want to cross the stream from the small bridge to avoid the rain.
13. My body sleeps alone, and the full moon is not round. -Wang's "Pinglan funeral march"
Explanation: I sleep alone, and the full moon at night is not round.
14. I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight. -Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Full Moon Send to Du Langzhong
Commentary: Tonight, people all over the world are looking up at the bright moon. I wonder whose home this autumn will fall to?
15. The clock in the ancient temple is sparse, and the moon hangs in the distance. -Li He's Thirteen Songs of the South Garden
Commentary: The night fog gradually dispersed, and a narrow path winding among green trees suddenly became clear as the sky turned brighter.