In our daily study, work and life, we must have seen classic ancient poems. Ancient poetry is a genre of ancient Chinese poetry, also known as ancient poetry or ancient style. What kind of ancient poems are good? The following is an ancient poem I compiled about missing my loved ones in the Mid-Autumn Festival. I hope it will help you.
Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, an ancient poem about missing relatives in Mid-Autumn Festival, 1.
Tang Qiji
The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
moonlit night
Tang Liu Fang Ping
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon
Don Lu Guimeng
Turn short and turn late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, and love is boundless.
I like to listen to the sound of the northern sheng tune, and gradually watch the stars fall in the south basket.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Mid-Autumn Festival is forbidden.
Tang hanhe
The stars are forbidden, and the purple mud seals the aperture alone.
The gold plate is cold with jade chips, and the moonlight beads.
The balcony cage garden is lined with sky, and the wind blows songs and clouds.
Changqing only pays the long door, and the relationship between the monarch and the minister is difficult to know.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Liu Tang Deren
The two cities are opposite, and a stream flows eastward.
Tonight in Su E, when the Yellow Crane Tower.
The night is long and the autumn is long.
Helpless and heartbroken, Guan Shan is always worried.
There is no moon on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
Tangluoyin
The evening clouds are light and the wind is light, and the clear light of this evening has been broken.
I'm afraid that Jade Wheel will keep toads after opening Ji at different times.
Play with the moon
Don Ouyang Zhan
On the evening of August 15, the old toad sparkled.
I learn from the ancients and go to class tonight.
Sue's spirit is lonely, and Fang Hui is full of controversy.
Pei returned to the forest and went to the sky.
Lu Hao helps to flow China, and the breeze helps to cool down.
Ice-cold, white clothes
Cherish the pain and have fun, but you can't bear it.
Affectionate Gu Guangting, I hope I don't sink to the west.
Wuchang Park on Mid-Autumn Festival Night
Liu Tang cooked meat
The two cities are opposite, and a stream flows eastward.
Tonight in Su E, when the Yellow Crane Tower.
The night is long and the autumn is long.
Helpless and heartbroken, Guan Shan is always worried.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni
Tang Yuanhao Wen
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Exposing the air to the hut, the sound of the stream is loud on the stone beach.
The moon in the mountains comes at night, but I haven't seen it at dawn.
Mid-Autumn Festival Poem 2 "Looking at the Moon at Mid-Autumn Festival Station"
Tangwu
The sea and rain wash the smoke, and the bright moon comes from the sky.
Water lantern tree, practice shadow hanging on the balcony.
Yaoyao fell in love with the whale's mouth, but Jingying lost her clam fetus.
Watch the fence at night, and you should go to Penglai.
the mid autumn moon
Tangwu
Toad should be quiet, step by step.
Shining all night, the light covered the stars.
The shadow cold pool is clearer and the cold trees are green.
It's worth the Mid-Autumn Festival and a half, staying in Dongting for a long time.
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon sings in Xuchang, Longzhou.
Tangwu
The moon is full in Longcheng, and the satrap stops singing.
Scattered with the crane, smoke out of the sea.
The gas star is about to run out, and the light is full of dew.
If you send a mountain monk, you are brilliant.
Send a friend to the south building on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
Tangwu
White waves appear on the sea and moon, and lake light shoots tall buildings.
Langyin has no green wine, and it is cheap to buy clear autumn.
The wind is cold, the fish and dragons are silent, and the wheels are high and the stars are quiet.
Guests from other places are worried about the experience this evening.
See the moon in the evening of August 15.
Don
Graceful, thousands of miles away, Sanqiu Wugeng.
The light should be turned off tonight. I often think from another angle.
There is little dew in the sky, but there is no wind on earth.
Who can look at the blue sky when you say goodbye sadly?
Go upstairs to see the moon on Mid-Autumn Night.
Tang rongyu
The west building sees the moon like a river, and the pulse is leisurely leaning on the threshold.
Wan Li's feelings are as bright as ever.
At first cinnamon fell from the sky, but it was a bit wrong to bring snow to the ground.
A man who knows jade sees water, but a poor man knows it.
the mid autumn moon
Tangfanggan
Outside the cool clouds and haze, three or five jade toads fall.
Wild stars are right, the sky is haunted.
Spring is cold and dew is cold.
I can't bear to rest until I break the green laurel.
Playing with the Moon on Mid-Autumn Night
Don
Overnight, there were many tall buildings, which became a spectacle. The sky was boundless and the water was boundless.
Leave only the bright moon as a layer of Han, and send clouds out in four dimensions.
Fog can't hide the mysterious leopard, and ice is afraid of summer insects.
Sit and worry, and gain the attention of Chang 'e.
August leap
Don
Everyone loves this year's leap and the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon twice.
Lest the rain should grasp Fengbo's intention, he would take it upstairs.
Three ancient poems of Mid-Autumn Festival "Send them to Qiongzhi and Ren Shang"
Tangjiadao
Looking forward to Mid-Autumn Festival, the virtual room is compatible with the province.
Beidou is clean, and Nanshan is heavy.
Dew is cold, pigeons stand on bamboo, and the moon is full.
This night should be cut, Hengyang old peak.
Looking at the moon from the South Tower
Tang jiaoran
Every family in jathyapple likes this building. Clouds are scattered, and willow shadows are scattered in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Thousands of peaks are gradually reflected and separated into thousands of streams. Whoever sees Guanshan again should worry about it alone.
Look at Jiuhua Mountain
Tang chaikui
Jiuhua is like a sword, and the green fog is even empty.
Wumeng in the north is suspicious, and even the Chu community in the south feels low.
Longchi water dips in the mid-autumn moon, and stone passers-by climb the Han ladder.
Disappointed, the old tour did not return, so the meeting had to climb here to get out of the dust.
the mid autumn moon
Tang Xuzhou
It should be that there is no feeling in the month and month, and it is clarified half a time every autumn.
Clear light does not see this, and white hair struggles to teach where to live.
Unfortunately, idle land will be occupied and windows will be split in two.
Come to Guangxi for a long time in the coming year and don't send peace to the world.
the mid autumn moon
Tang peishuo
One-year-old profit and loss, when Xuan heavy this period.
Fortunately, there is no bias, just when it is unknown.
Quiet clouds return early, cold cranes sleep late.
Sing at each other, the hedge is sparse.
the mid autumn moon
Tang lidong
On forty-five autumn nights, the moon is thousands of miles away.
The cold water tank is short and the light overflow is too high.
Sleepless eyes, migrating wet crane hair.
Don't say goodbye on the stage, look forward to ten years of hard work.
Guan Shanyue, an ancient poem about missing relatives in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lipper
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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 soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Yesi
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
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 Yueshang Opera
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.
the mid autumn moon
Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired 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?
the mid autumn moon
Miracle
The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
moonlit night
Liu
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Chang'e
Li shangyin
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.