Wang Wei, the voice is so low that no one can hear except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. Wang Wei, moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.
Wang Wei, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, Lulun, how bright the moonlight is at home! . Du Fu's ten thousand windows flashed in the sky, and nine Yuntai flashed under the moon.
Du Fu, busy in the morning, took the lotus home. Tao Yuanming went to the west wing without saying a word, and the bright moon was like a hook.
Li Yu's bright moon is not surprised by magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight. Xin Qiji pity the third night of September, such as the bright bow of the pearl moon.
Bai Juyi bounced off the moon, half into the river and half into the clouds. The moonlight of couplets is deeper, and Beidou is dry in the south.
In the morning mirror, she saw her hair clouds changing, Liu, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening songs. Li Shangyin will bow like a full moon and shoot Sirius in the northwest.
Su Shi's courtyard is as empty as water, and the water is full of bamboo and cypress. Su Shi, frost night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping.
Zhang went to the willow tip, and people have already made an appointment after dusk.
When will there be a bright moon in Ouyang Xiu? He asked the sky about wine.
Su Shi.
2. Write this month's poem. The beauty of the five sentences on the moon, the beauty of people ("The Book of Songs Martin Moon Out"). The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bringing a separated heart and missing at night (Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking of People Far Away"), there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Is there already frost? . Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back. I suddenly thought of living at home (Silent Night Thinking by Li Bai) for generations. Jiangyue is only similar to a rabbit's cold toad and sweet-scented osmanthus (A Moonlight on a Spring River) every year. This night, Heng E will be heartbroken (Moonlit Night by Li Shangyin), and hang the bright moon in the middle of the sky to make the night lonely (the second part of the last five).
Between the thin clouds and the rocks, the solitary moon turns over. Storks chase silence, jackals eat noisily.
Insomnia and anxiety, unable to work hard. "-("Song by the Su River ") The quiet building is dark and straight, and the mountains are faint and the moon is oblique.
When night comes, birds will die and crows will be killed. (Farewell) He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! Yue Ming sent a thousand miles to a distant young lady who watched the moonlight in Fuzhou and looked 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. The fragrant mist wets the temples, and the jade shoulders are cold.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . -(Du Fu's Moonlit Night) The masses are homesick, miss their families and miss themselves, and have entered a new realm.
I mind that my children can't think, and I have entered a new level. My temples are wet and my arms are cold, so I can watch the moon for a long time.
The better the moon is, the more bitter it is, and the more beautiful the language is. At the end of the day, when I think of getting together, I feel sorry for the shape of the moon, and my words are graceful and earnest. I saw this old love.
("Du Yi") Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing. 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.
I woke up, and the low moonlight shone on the rafters, as if it were your face, and it was still floating in the air (the first part of Two Dreams of Li Bai). In the distance, there was a sky, and the breeze rippled on the grass bank, and through the night, I was always lonely against my motionless tall 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, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .
-("Travel Night") Jianghan thinks of returning to the guest, and Gan Kun is a rotten scholar. The sky is far away, and the moon is lonely all night.
The heart of the setting sun is still strong, and the autumn wind is sick. Since ancient times, the old horse has not spent its physical strength because of its wisdom. Therefore, although I am old and sicker, I can still do it.
-(Jianghan) It's cold in the autumn night. On the Laka tree in this courtyard, I'm lying alone in the town by the river. I looked at my extinguished candle. I hear the lonely notes of the horn ringing in the dark. Who looks good in the moonlight? My emissary is scattered by the vortex of rain and sand, and it is difficult to go.
However, I endured a miserable life for ten years and found a perch and a twig here. It is safe tonight. -("Su Fu") Why do guests sleep? Qiu refuses to know! Walking into the curtain, the shadow of the waning moon and the high pillow are far away from the sound of the river.
If you are all thumbs and have no food and clothing, then you are a poor friend. An old lady's book is a test paper, and she should know that she didn't answer it.
-("Guest Night") The sand is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Li Yi: Shouting at night in the hometown, the bright moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Li Bai: Seeing my friends off at Jingmen Ferry, I watched the autumn moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. Li Bai's "Nostalgia at Night in Niuzhu" is affectionate only in the spring and the moon, leaving people with pity.
Zhang Mi: "Send a Person" is lonely on the moon floor, and the wine turns into homesick tears. Fan Zhongyan's Ci: "Su Mu Zhe" Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice; The dragon is thousands of miles away.
Fan Zhongyan: "Yu Jie Xing" The bright moon is not ripe and bitter, and it leans against the morning to wear beads. Yan Shu's Ci: Where does Dead Hua Lian synthesize sorrow and keep people's hearts in autumn?
Even if it doesn't rain, it will be cold. It's cool at night, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I'm afraid to go upstairs.
Wu Wenying's Ci: Tang Duoling, the dreamer Wan Li, Du Fu's skill. On the third night of last month, Tu, in the evening of spring, I drank a pot of wine in the flowers alone. No one is with me. Raise a glass to the bright moon, give me my shadow, and let the three of us.
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. ..... Will goodwill be guaranteed? I think the Milky Way is a long way.
Li Bai: In "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone", I hold the bright moon in my hand and miss the pavilions, and I smell the flute on the bridge. I think about the past, like a dream, and tears are like rain. Zhou Bangyan's Ci: "The Warrior Lan Ling" is not as lonely as it sounds, but it looks at the moon and sighs ... The sun sets, there is a mist among the flowers, and the moon is as bright as usual. "
Li Bai: "Sauvignon Blanc" was full of bright moon at that time, and once returned like a colorful cloud. Yan Ci: Linjiang Xian, because of your promise, I have watched the full moon come and go in my west building. ..
Wei: My friend and I live near Hanyuan, and the moon has brought my heart to the sky of Tatar. Huang Furan: Spring thoughts are thin and cold, like the three rivers flowing in Hunan. My heart goes three thousand miles, and my homesickness follows the bright moon.
Lu Lun: Sleeping in Wuchang at night. My legacy was lost due to chaos and famine, and my brothers and sisters ran around here and there ... * * * Looking at the bright moon with tears in their eyes, they were hearts, five places, all sick and wishing together.
Bai Juyi: "Looking at the Moon" ... looking up, whistling in the sky, strong and fierce, thirty fame, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon, ... Jingkang is ashamed. It's still snowing, and the giant hates it. When will it go out?
Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" returned to Zhaoyang to bid farewell to the sunset, and the sorrowful copper finches welcomed the autumn moon. I don't want to be like heaven and lack of gold. Wen Tianxiang's "Man Jiang Hong" is a famous song, and Huaixian Pavilion refers to the crown mane, which is unique to Zhongtian Yue Ming.
Hu Shijiang's Ci: The Moon on the Yangtze River is secluded in two palaces. When do you hate snow? ..... lonely loyalty. The sword invades the autumn moon.
(Southern Song Dynasty) Huang Zhongfu's Ci: Nian Nujiao. Miss the old country, the high platform of moonlight, the scenery under the mountain, the years in the mountain, and the mood at sea.
Liu Chenweng's Ci (Southern Song Dynasty): "Willow Branches and Green Trees" is like Chu Qingyue, Dai Yunyuan, with spring sex as the main theme? ..... Xuanhe old days, Lin 'an Du Nan, Fang Jing Youzi unchanged. ..... Tonight in Yanzhou, who knows this bitterness? Liu Chenweng is full of respect for dragons and tigers.
Who said eternal hatred? Against the mountains and rivers, tears streaming down her face. The night terrors in the guest room were dusty dreams, and the palace ran over them.
Ask Heng E, I am willing to take my time, and the moon is full. Wang Qinghui; I can't bear to see this desolate city in "Man Jiang Hong" and the residual photos of Shu bird Wu Hua! ..... No sleep, Qinhuai as a lonely moon.
The poem "The Moon on the Yangtze River" written by Deng Shan is like a dream, and a statue is returned to the moon on the Yangtze River. Su Shi's poem "The Red Wall Nostalgia" and "Niannujiao" are full of waves, and the brass cymbals are unknown in March.
Xin abandoned the word: "Man Jiang Hong". It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Su Shi's Ci Jiangchengzi. Abandon the sand and fly on the birds, and the clouds break through the moon and cast shadows.
Zhang Xianci: The moonlight in the atrium of Fairy is clear, and countless flowers have gone without a shadow. Zhang Xianci: "Magnolia" has white grass and yellow sand, and there are three or two isolated villages in the moonlight.
Jiang Nv's word "Guiyulan" (titled Xiongzhou Post) invaded the postal road and the bridge was frosty. Where did Reuben's "Nan Gezi" wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.
Liu Yong's Ci: Yulin Ridge is a crescent moon, and the night is cool. Su Guo's "Point a Lip" The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.
In Xin Qiji's poem "Xijiang Moon", the moonlight is deeper than others, and the big dipper dies in the south. On a moonlit night, the shadow of the moon palace opens and smells the night leakage, and the crystal curtain rolls near Qiu Jiang.
3. Five monthly poems: 1, Li Bai's "Thinking about a Quiet Night", the foot of my bed is bright, is there frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted.
I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance. 2. "Untitled" was earlier than I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The author Li Shangyin met her earlier than I did in the Tang Dynasty, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . The chance to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear.
Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach.
I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me. Meng Haoran, author of "Sleeping at Jiande" My boat was sailing in the fog in the Tang Dynasty, and at dusk, memories of the old days began.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. When the ship docked in a smoky small continent, new worries appeared in the guests' minds at dusk.
The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people. 4. Night parking near Fengqiao/Night parking The author slept in the frost night in the Tang Dynasty.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Vernacular translation: At the setting of the moon, crows crow all over the sky and fall asleep sadly on the maple fishing fire by the river.
In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship. On the night of August 15th, Tianzhu Temple, the author, Pi Rixiu Chao and Tang Yu, was born in a fir tree, and found a new flower in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Osmanthus fragrans fell from the sky as if on the moon.
Picking osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh. I still don't understand why WU GANG has a problem with osmanthus trees.
This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably sown by Chang 'e and given to everyone.
This poem about the moon should contain five sentences: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Clouds break through the moon and flowers become shadows! When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows, but they don't know the moon when they are young. Call Bai, Li Bai, Gulangyuexing > Frosty night, Jiangfeng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep, one night-near Bofeng Bridge > Green Flower Garden dissolves the moon and the green, when will the bright moon shine on me? Wang Anshi's sea rises with the bright moon, and the horizon is * * * At this time, Zhang Jiuling 1, the bright moon is in the sky, and the bright moon is in the sky, promoting the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, listen to the moon poem, listen to the moon building head is too clear, listen to the moon according to the building is the most distinct. Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.
The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling. Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.
3, the bright moon is in the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, according to my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
4, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Watching the Moon at Fifteen Nights (Wang Jian) Bai Shu Crow in the atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Drink the bright moon (Li Bai) from a pot of wine among the flowers alone, and I will drink it alone. No one is with me.
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.
Jing Ye Si (Li Bai) The foot of my bed is so bright. Could it have been frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Chang 'e (Li Shangyin) mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
On August 15th, jathyapple (Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty) looked at the moon and flew into the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his 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.
A Moonlit Night Memories Brothers (Du Fu) Wanderers listen to drums and geese sing Qiu Ge. 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.
The moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! 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. When Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) first heard about Yan Zhengsheng, there were no cicadas, and the water 100 feet high reached the sky.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. There is a bosom under the autumn night (Meng Haoran). 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. On the night of August 15th, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang). Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) turned to court in ten rounds, and took people to the corner alone this evening. Su E may not regret it. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi), the moonlight is full of cold, and the silver people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15 (Tang Juyi) Last August 15, 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. Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) shortened, first frost lost late, and the wind seemed to send the curtain wedding. Inclined trees are separated, and candlelight is full of fragrance. I love the sheng tune without hesitation, listening to the stars disappearing in the north. Who wants to reduce the coolness of school and noon? Guizi (Tang Pirixiu) Yuxing left the moon on the night of August 15th and found new flowers in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to the people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan. In the Mid-Autumn Festival (Mi Fei in Song Dynasty), the eyes were poor, Huaihai was wrapped in silver, and everything was red and cultivated.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) is too thin for a thick meal and too narrow for a dress. Autumn is already very cold for children. Do you know that huts are hard to get out, streams are noisy, and stone beaches are halfway up the mountain, and the moon will dawn. I haven't seen Su Shi's "Water Melody" in Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'm drunk. When did I write this article and give birth to a child from Mingyue? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi's Xijiang Moon is in Huangzhou, and he swims in the water on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to the bridge and untie your saddle and elbow.
5. An ancient poem describing the moon ~~~5. The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows.
Looking up at the bright moon and sinking back, I suddenly remembered home.
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
The desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
6. What are at least five poems describing the moon, 1, on such a bright line at the foot of my bed, may there have been frost? Li Bai 2, looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back. I suddenly remembered my home. Li Bai 3, the moon was lifted like a mirror, and the sea cloud flashed like a palace. Li Bai 4, until I lifted my cup, I asked the moon, which brought me my shadow and made the three of us, Li Bai 5, Chang 'an, and thousands of families smash clothes. Li Bai 6, the moon rising from Tianshan Mountain, Li Bai 9. I was worried about the bright moon, so I followed you to Yelangxi. Li Bai 10, we are both holding high to the distant place, aspiring to the bright moon in the sky, Li Bai 1 1, Emei Mountain, half moon, and falling into the Pingqiang River. My piano is as bright as the moon, so light that no one can hear it, except my comrades, Mingyue, Wang Wei 14, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream, Wang Wei 15, swamp expanding with the moon, torrent bending with the will of mountains, Ma Dai 16, in a faint. Lulun 17, the dew is white tonight, and the bright moon is my hometown. Yuntai, Du Fu (19), Li Xing (19) and Li Xing (19) went home early in the morning. Tao Yuanming (20), who went to the West Chamber alone, had nothing to say, and the moon was like a hook. Li Yu (2 1), the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze knows at midnight. Xin Qiji (22), pitiful in the third night of September, dew willow 25, clouds change in the morning mirror, but dare to sing at night and the moon is cold, Li Shangyin 26, will bow like a full moon and look at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi 27, the courtyard is as empty as water, and the water is full of algae and cypress.
7.5 sentences with the "bright moon" poem "moonlight on a spring river" by Tang and Zhang.
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river.