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?
Su Shi (Song Dynasty), Shuidiao.
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happy drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there! Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
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 has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. 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.
"Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival" (Song) Su Shi
Looking far from the sky, you can see the clear sky in Wan Li without a cloud.
Ghost woman flies to a place with light and takes a cold dip for a day.
Yuyu Qionglou, coming and going from Luan, people are in Liangguo.
Mountains and rivers are picturesque, and smoke trees are vivid.
I clap my hands and sing wildly, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and become a guest.
Dancing and wandering in the wind, I don't know what kind of night it will be I want to return by wind, so I don't need to ride Peng Yi.
In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound.
Wang Jian's Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights (Tang)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Yulan Slow Mid-Autumn Drinking (Song) Xin Qiji
How lovely the moon is tonight, the long west, where is it going?
Did another person just see you rise in the East?
Or outside the vast universe, there is nothing but vastness to take this beautiful moon away?
It is like a mirror that flies to the sky, but it won't fall off. Who tied it with an invisible long rope? Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is still unmarried. Who kept her?
I heard that the moon swam across the bottom of the sea, but I can't see why. This is an unpredictable thing, but also a worrying and terrible thing.
I'm afraid that the whale in the sea will hit the Jade Palace and Qionglou in the Moon Palace.
From the bottom of the sea, water won't worry about water, but did rabbits ever learn to swim?
If all this is safe, why does it gradually become a link?
Enjoy the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival (Song) Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
2. Mid-Autumn Sad Poems Drink the Bright Moon alone. Li Bai is from from a pot of wine among the flowers, and I 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.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold 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.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-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.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out 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 night ChanJuan shadow, facing five waiting for residual wine.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue 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 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.
Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose 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.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which 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. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster 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.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were 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. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.
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.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. 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 the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside 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.
On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in 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 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.
Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? 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 cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. 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.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. I can't sleep at night and wander around in my 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.
When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. 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 of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.
The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.
It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
The Mid-Autumn Festival sent Xin Qiji to the West Building, fearing that Yun Zheyue would be released in the sky. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise.
Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, cold and carefree.
3. The sad word of Mid-Autumn Festival is 1. Wandering people are destined to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone. When the moon is in the sky, it always reminds people of many beautiful myths and legends, as well as those people in those years.
2. Looking up at the night sky, the stars and the moon are silent, the moon shadows are swaying, and everything is silent. Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon, reunion. Looking at the brightness and vastness of the Milky Way from a distance, the blue-ink sky is like a bright moon suspended in misty clouds, and the blue-green sky is dotted with cold stars.
3. The beauty of the night is fascinating and beautiful. Cherish what you don't understand when you have it, and what you know when you lose it. Your position in my heart is irreplaceable. I miss you quietly, and my thoughts can't be calm. Miss you is a kind of pain, unforgettable pain, not often, but still profound! I don't want to say anything more, the pain and injury will be hidden in my heart, because no amount of words can express the heartbreaking sadness.
4. In a lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, my thoughts are flying in the silver moonlight, my dreams are rippling in the dark night, and my soul is floating between heaven and earth, once again stirring the slightly painful heartstrings.
5, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon, and the loved ones are lonely. It is the waning moon that fills the missing, and it is the things and scenery that touch the sadness. Acacia is really like a song, singing the joys and sorrows of the world. Acacia is also like wine, mellow and intoxicating. Alone in the clear moonlight, I am infatuated with misty tears.
6. The night is deep and the feelings are strong. Mid-Autumn Festival still lingers in the sky, crossing the cold sadness of fate and crossing the river of lovesickness in dreams. Only Yamashita's thin figure lingers on the lonely shore of lovesickness.
7. Seeing the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon singing in the empty night, my mood is also depressed. In the fairy tales whispering under the moon, are there Iraqis who love each other, indulge in moonlight bathing and cling to each other in the middle of the night after the moon? Are you alone in the window lattice, silently counting the deep red blood drops oozing from the pale moonlight? Still sad for the parting of fallen leaves and dead trees?
8. Staring at the bright moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are many lovesickness, dreams, confusion and longing in my heart. Bathed in the humid moonlight, my heart is full of sparse sadness and melancholy.
9. Mid-Autumn Festival is a sad festival, with faint homesickness, deep thoughts and uncontrollable tears. A person, the beautiful moonlight is cold, let alone the Mid-Autumn Festival without the moon, seems to have been abandoned by the world, even the moon is gone, and there is no shadow of a person. How can it be a sad word?
10, autumn autumn, charming yellow, delicate green, with the autumn wind gradually faded, a tree's dead leaves fell, withered alone, melted in the leaves that faded season after season, turned into a pile of crying Long song, turned into soil, and the ground was white. The wind rises, the flowers fall, the leaves fall, and it is difficult to hide a trace of vicissitudes in the brow. The bottom of my heart is as indifferent as running water, giving birth to a murmuring sadness.
1 1. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into! The moon slowly moves forward in the heavy night, stumbling and elegant. There are countless thoughts and tears in my heart, slipping from the fingers of the moonlight, and everything is silent. Looking at the tears of the next month, Qiu Si was stained with dust. In the joy of all the lights, I am lonely and have nowhere to live in the bright moon.
12, a blurred tenderness, a quiet agility, wandering in the autumn wind. A broken full moon washes away the indescribable feelings in my heart, flicks the reverie of dreams, entrusts infinite lovesickness, indulges in it and melts in the same lonely moonlight.
13, time waits for no one, things are unpredictable. This year may be lonely, but next year is unknown. Perhaps next year's Mid-Autumn Festival will not enjoy the moon alone, and there will be less silence if there is more excitement. At that time, you may believe that the silence of the past is worth remembering.
14, Mid-Autumn Festival night, toast to reunion, fallen leaves have been flying for a long time. Homesick people hurried in the distance and asked the lonely moon for wine. What year is tonight? The light dispersed gently, and the tears wet other places, and the silver light leaking from the pillow quietly accompanied the traces of loneliness.
15, the moonlight is hazy, the night sky is graceful, the winding path is full of shadows, and I miss you so much. The water waves are sparkling with the dance, and the sound of silk and bamboo melts into the rhyme of moonlight. The rustling sound of running water rings gently, slapping the shade of the trees at night, gradually thickening the bleak autumn.
16, Mid-Autumn Festival, another one-person festival. The footsteps of youth are marching step by step. Sad September has too many blessings, but the pace of our growth has not stopped. We are about to travel around the world, measure the world with our feet, and feel the various forms of life with our souls. There is still a long way to go. Let's explore with a state of mind …
17, a tree stands alone like a vicissitudes of life in the moonlight, quietly listening to the sound of the moonlight gurgling surprises and gently caressing the inner melody. Bitterness and sadness will splash like flowers, vividly revealing the past of flower failure.
18, it's another Mid-Autumn Festival. Everyone else is a reunion day, but I'm a lonely person. I don't care or say hello. I'm really sad!
19, a person's Mid-Autumn Festival is inevitably a bit sad. With your family around, you will feel that this day is no different from usual; Only when I am alone, facing the empty room, can I deeply feel what a festive festival this is. I hope to cherish the people in front of me and enjoy the reunion night. Sad sentence
20. It seems that for many years, I watched the bustling world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others, then squatted down and hugged myself, stood up and moved on ... It was a personal Mid-Autumn Festival, which was a bit sad.
4. Mid-Autumn Sad Sentence "Silent Night Thinking" Tang Libai The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frost? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Drinking the bright moon alone: Tang Li Bai, from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one accompanied me until I raised my cup, and I asked the moon to bring me my shadow, so that the three of us could not drink, and my shadow marked me blankly; But there was still a time when I had these friends, eat, drink, and be merry. I danced while singing. Make love when you wake up, and disperse when you are drunk. There will always be a ruthless journey, and we will be happy together.
On the night of August 15th, Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his sword. He set up his tent, traveled far and climbed the sky in Guangxi. Waterway suspicious frost and snow, Qi Lin saw feathers. At this time, he looked at the little white rabbit and wanted to count the autumn cents.
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi was in the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool on the night of August 15th the year before last. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall, I visited my hometown in the northwest and turned several times in the southeast. No one will meet when the wind blows yesterday. Tonight is as clear as usual.
"Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant place." The moon in Zhang Tang in 1990 is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. It brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it was not dark. Although I put on my coat, it was not warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream.
"Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights" cries in the silent and wet osmanthus in the Tang Dynasty and the atrium. Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know whose home Qiu Si is.
"Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon" Tang Lugui's dream, first frost has lost, but the good wind seems to be a good season. The curtain leaned against the tree, and the candlelight was dim and fragrant, so I sat there without hesitation. I love to listen to the sheng sound in the north, but gradually I see that all the stars in the south are gone. Who wants to reduce the first round and noon?
On the night of August 15th, Guizi in Tianzhu Temple, a jade star in Pi Rixiu in the Tang Dynasty got off the moon and found it in front of the temple. It hasn't happened in the sky yet. It should have been thrown by Chang 'e.
"Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon" in the stone, dusk clouds all over the sky, silver-haired men silently turn to the tracts. It's been a hard night in my life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mi Fei's eyes are poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds light vegetables. If there are no moon-mending households in the sky, Guizhi will support the West.