List three poets who are homesick in ancient or modern times. ..

Thoughts in the dead of night

li po

Moonlight before bed,

People suspect that there is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the moon,

Keep your head down and think about your hometown.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,

Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope,

I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.

Melancholy Qiu Si

Ji Zhang

Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,

The writer's book is full of meaning.

I can't talk about it in a hurry

Pedestrians came and opened again.

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Autumn wind songs

-Liu Yuxi

Where is the autumn wind?

Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

Chao lai ru Shu ting,

Lonely guests smell first.

Endless desire

Nalanxingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

Spring is only seven days away,

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

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The Book of Songs? Dongshan

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It's rainy. I went home east, and Lucy was sad.

Make a dress, not a medal. The flier has a candle and breaks the mulberry field, so he stays alone.

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. If the fruit wins, it will also apply to Yu Yu.

Evie is in the room, but she is at home. Town deer farm, bright, not terrible? Ekhuaiye!

I'm in Dongshan, but I can't come back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. Storks sing on the shore and women sigh in the room.

Sweep the dome and suffocate it. I'll get it. There is a bitter gourd. I have never seen myself in the salary of chestnuts. In these three years.

I'm in Dongshan and I'm not coming back. I'm from the east. It rains when it rains. Cang Geng flies, shining with feathers.

When his son came back, the emperor refuted his horse. If you tie the knot yourself, your manners will be 90. Its new Confucius family, its old?

Grief and indignation-Liusongxi County in the Eastern Han Dynasty

My family is married to me, and I am far from the foreign king Wu Sun. The vault is the room, the felt is the wall, the meat is the food, and the cheese is the pulp. I often feel homesick and sad. I would like to go back to my hometown for the sake of oriole.

Cai Yan's Poems of Sorrow and Anger

The Han Dynasty lost power and influence, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the throne, you must first harm the virtuous. Forced to move to the old state to help the Lord strengthen himself. Xingyi division wants to * * for bad luck at home. Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. The local people are very fragile, and all the soldiers are Hu Qiangren. Hunting wild cities and besieging cities, I know what I want to break. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other. A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it. Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked. I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are several tens of thousands, and gathering is not allowed. Still flesh and blood, afraid to speak. When you are depressed for a few minutes, you need to talk about your shortcomings. If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. How dare you spare your life? You can't stand being scolded. Or add pestle, poison and pain are combined into one. The study is sad and the night is sad. You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live. It is a misfortune for people with pale faces.

Bianhuang is different from China, who is vulgar and unreasonable. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and Hu Feng starts in spring and summer. Blow my clothes gently and let them sink into my ears. I miss my parents when I feel it, and lament the infinite. It's always nice to hear that there are guests from outside. Welcome to ask about him. You need to reply to the village. I hope that when I meet you, my flesh and blood will meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son. Heaven binds people's hearts, and it is too late to say goodbye. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them. Hold my neck in front of my son and ask my mother what she wants. When people say that their mother should go, there is no time to return. My mother has always been kind, so today is even more unkind. I am not an adult, so I don't care. Seeing this collapse in five days, I was in a trance and crazy. Crying and touching, when you reply to doubts. At the same time, they bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks. A horse hesitated, but a car refused to turn. The audience was booed and sobbed as they walked.

To break the relationship and sign for the future. This is 3,000 miles long. When shall we meet again? Read me out of my stomach and my heart will destroy me. Not only for the family, but also for China and foreign countries. The city wall is a mountain forest, and the yard is full of Ai Jing. If you don't know whose bone it is, don't cover it vertically and horizontally. When no one goes out, the jackal barks. Embrace the lonely scene, and you will lose your liver and lungs. Looking at the distance, the soul suddenly flew. After the election, others will be lenient. In order to recover, there is no need to say it. Entrust your life to a new person and try your best to encourage yourself. Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again. The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.

The Tenth Five-Year Plan calls for Tanghe Zhangzhi.

He joined the army at the age of fifteen and didn't come back until he was eighty. Everyone in the village, who is at home? Looking into the distance is your home, with countless pines and cypresses. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born. Eat grains as rice and drink sunflower as soup. The soup and rice have been cooked for a while, and I don't know who it will be. Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.

Seven worries. Second, Wang Canhan Wei.

Man Jing is not my hometown. What is long-term stagnation? The ark belongs to the river, and I am worried at sunset. The mountains are full of shade and the rocks are full of shade. The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest. The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore. The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt. I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano. Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry. The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.

Goodbye Zhou Shangshu Yu Xin Southern and Northern Dynasties

Wan Li Road, Yangguan, there is no one to return, only the geese by the river, and Qiu Lai flies south.

People miss Xue Daoheng every day.

It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

Biography of Qinsi in Weishui Cen Can

Wei River flows eastward, and in the week, two more lines of tears will be sent to my hometown.

Shen quanqi's miscellaneous poems

Against Huanglong City, our army was sent out a long time ago. The girls here looked at the same melancholy moon and lit up our soldiers in China. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands. In a big attack, Huanglong City was captured with flags and drums.

Song Wenzhi, "Climbing the High and Easy Building"

Xiaoyao upstairs looks at Xiangguan, green water and clear clouds, and goes to Hengyang for two thousand miles in the north. He doesn't return the book because of wild goose feet.

Meng Jiao, Four Ghosts of Shangwei

Visit a thousand miles alone and return to a thousand miles. Home in Wu Chu township, tears send Δ xi ā? br & gt

Luwen moonlit in Tubo Bieguan

Poverty for three to five months is also based on Beitang. Turn around and lie in the dark, unable to bear to see the round light.

Su Yunmeng Guan Ouyang Xiu

The swan goose in the north indicates the arrival of the season, and his wife's letter is brought home. In a trance, it is difficult to tell whether the home is true or false. After the dream, I opened the window to look, only to see the leaves of tung trees withered and the lotus flowers by the pool withered. It was autumn all night, but I slept in my dream, but turned a deaf ear.

Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Wang Jian, Zhi Wu

The sound of urban demolition is that the night is still early, but the river is scattered and cold; Seeing that he has become a homeless person, he is still telling everyone about his hometown.

Yuan Kai, staying overnight.

Leaves rustle, the river is long, and the way home is endless. The new goose rains at night, and pedestrians are constantly intestines.

Jiangjin hangcheng

The footprint of ten years is uncertain, especially when people ask about their hometown.

Bi Ma Lao Huang Jingren

Farewell to the mother river beam, tears in vain. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.

But seeing death on the battlefield, who will pity the lonely people? Chen Ziang's Feeling the Third.

Hu Qiang has endless days. When will he come back from the battlefield? Gao Shi's Five Poems of Jimen

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition? Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge

The new sound of pipa dance always stays behind the mountain. I can't listen to endless worries, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall. Wang Changling's Join the Army

Before returning to Yuefeng, the sand is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night. Li Yi's Listening to the Flute in the Surrender City

The old country has a long road to the east, and the tears of the double-sleeved dragon bell have not dried. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. Cen Can is meeting a messenger to the capital.

Claiming to stand out, stand up to Jin Lu, stand up to Jun Yaoshun, and then make the customs pure. Du Fu's Twenty-two Rhymes of Wei Zuocheng

At the age of twenty, all the civil and military officials were proficient and went west to Beijing. Look up at the gate of the courtyard, and the day will go. Gao Shi's Wei Not Joining the Army

I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time? Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"

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 is longer, and people who are worried often get up early. Nothing happens behind closed doors, and autumn grass grows in the courtyard. Last night, I dreamed of going to the west window and entering Jingnan Road. It is better to be poor at home than to be outside. Rong Hong's Autumn Night in Chang 'an

It rained for more than ten days in autumn, and even more cicadas were not heard after sunny days. The prison is in a leisurely state, and new diseases have begun. These geese flock to the south of my hometown. Meng Jiao's Autumn Night after Chang 'an Disease.

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. Du Fu's Memories of My Youth under the Moon

The Dongting is full of grass, and the Chu guests don't want to return. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. Things are far apart, but few friends. Independence is still shouting, and the south is covered with cloth. Du Fu's "Looking at the Spring River and Spend the Evening"

Jiang people teach clothes late and smell the anvil in October. Wan Li's hometown is a high-rise building overnight. Bai Juyi's "Jiang Lou Wen Zhen"

From then on, Wen Chun went to Qinyuan. I entrust my dream to you, please take me back to my home in the garden. Liu Zongyuan's Lingling Early Spring

Night walking, homesickness is only autumn? Every time you crave water, you have to flow in front of the door every day. Liu Yuxi's Book from the South

I woke up from my dream, only a faint oil lamp covered the round aperture, and the midnight will be over, and the light rain will send me cool. Why don't you even whisper, just say hometown? Han Yu's Su Rong Palace Beach

I miss my hometown in the morning and sleep at night. Dreams don't cry, but tears are black. Ten pieces of Yuan Zhen's ten articles about sending diseases

Why are you depressed? Chang' an is as far away as the sun. You are always in your hometown, and Yan comes to Hong. "Liu Yuxi's" Mourning Exile to Two Songs "is the second song.

"It is a mountain ape calling from the river, and there is no such heartbroken sound in my hometown." Bai Juyi's Answer to Spring

"Tired of hearing Zigui sooner or later, I suddenly heard an oriole singing. A dream breaks the songs of the Chu River, and the hometown is full of spring. " Liu Zongyuan's "Smelling the Orioles"

"Pan Yue hence cold thought, Qu Ping gaunt yan. Yin Qingwang went home, and it didn't rain when climbing the mountain. " Two Mourning Poems by Liu Yuxi (Ⅱ)

"Chu wildflowers are full of thoughts, southern birds are sad, diligent and top-notch, but when they are free, they look forward to their hometown." Liu Yuxi's "Inscription Temple"

"The high platform is out of reach, and the distant view makes people worry." Shen Yue's Lin Gaotai.

The Dongting is full of grass, and the Chu guests don't want to return. After suffering, the geese fly back every spring. Things are far apart, but few friends. Independence is still shouting, and the south is covered with cloth. Lu Xun's "Looking at the Spring River"

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers

Sad songs can be used as tears, and distant looks can be used as angelica. Miss my hometown and feel depressed. Nobody wants to go home, and there is no boat to cross the river. The brain can't talk, and the wheels in the intestines turn. Elegy, a Chinese Yuefu poem

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Don's night work

In this lonely hotel, there is only one lonely blind date who comes to offer condolences. Tonight is the last night of the year, and I am wandering thousands of miles away. Looking back on the past, it is an insignificant thing, sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and acid. Sorrow makes my face old and my hair full of white hair. With a sigh, I ushered in a new year. [Tang] Dai Shulun's "In addition to sleeping on the stone hill"

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! "Seeing the Mountain and Sending Friends to Beijing with Master Hao Chu" [Tang] Dai Shulun

It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. Crossing Sanggan [Tang] Liu Zao

The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Qiu Si [Tang] Zhang Ji

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? Home [Tang] Du Mu

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak. Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou

Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building? I hope I miss it a few times, and God knows the boat. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried. Ganzhou Bayin [Song] Liu Yong

Endless desire

Nalanxingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

People miss home every day.

Xue Daoheng

Spring is only seven days away,

I have been away from home for two years.

When people return to the geese,

Think before and after.

Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building? I hope I miss it a few times, and God knows the boat. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried. Su Mu [Song] Zhou Bangyan

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible. Letter from the capital [Ming] Yuan Kai

1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems)

3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River")

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered 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.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "A Stop at the foot of Beibao Mountain")

It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")

7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")

8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

Turn mulberry into dry water and tune songs for no reason.

Su Shi

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.

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'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.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Drink with the moon

Lipper

From a pot of wine among the flowers,

I drink alone. No one is with me;

Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon,

Bring me my shadow and let's be three people.

Alas, the moon can't drink water.

My shadow followed me blankly; ;

But there was a time when I had some friends,

Let me rejoice at the end of spring.

I sang. The moon encouraged me,

I danced. My shadow is rolling behind;

Wake up and have sex,

Then I got drunk and we lost each other.

Will goodwill be guaranteed? ,

I watched the long road of the Milky Way.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,

Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope,

But I hope Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao's "Journey to the North")

Jun is a pine tree on the mountain.

I am duckweed in the water.

How many sunsets are there?

How many sunsets did you send away?

How much love? How much affection?

Turn into spring breeze, accompany me.

Spring breeze awakens homesickness,

Homesickness dreams will never come true.

"Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's Mid-Autumn Festival poems turned into golden waves, flying mirrors and re-grinding. Ask about wine? E: It's helpless to be cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.

Mid-Autumn Festival (Tang) Li Pu's Mid-Autumn Festival poems are magnificent and the clouds are silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Mid-Autumn Festival

(Tang) Lipu

When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;

A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;

The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;

Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Play with the moon on August 15th.

(Tang) Liu Yuxi

Tonight the sky will wash the world again.

Go to Qiu Lai in summer.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

Prelude to Water Melody

(Song) Su Dongpo

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 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.

Festival moon

(Song) 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?

Taichangyin

(Song) Xin Qiji

A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground.

Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!

Riding the wind, Wan Li is in the sky,

Overlooking the mountains and rivers Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.

Taiwan Province folk songs:

Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival Tourism

Look at the geese in a lonely shadow, and miss the mink in a thousand miles; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.

My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climbing stairs is a sad tribute, looking at the sea and sky in the west.

Homesickness on a moonlit night

The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet;

Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.

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In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the center of the sky and there is silence; Sleepy eyes,

As if in a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart;

Suffering is like burning the heart of a king.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

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 moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the evening of August 15 last year, 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. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

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. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

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 more grass is exposed. 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. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

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's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Zhang Huangyan's "Mid-Autumn Festival"