Ancient poems describing the sun, moon and stars (full poem)

1. Sunset

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The cattle and sheep have been down for a long time, and each has closed the wood door.

The wind and moon have changed since the clear night, and the country is no longer my hometown.

The stone spring flows through the dark wall, and the grass dew drips from its autumn roots.

When the head is white and the lamp is bright, there is no need for flowers to bloom.

Translation: Herds of cattle and sheep have long returned from the fields, and every household has closed its firewood door. It is a charming night with clear wind and bright moon, but this beautiful mountains and rivers are not my home. Spring water gurgled over the stone walls, and dewdrops on the autumn night condensed on the grass roots. Gray hair and bright lights shine, why should the lights splash with colorful sparks to announce any good news.

2. Poppy · When is the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

When is the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Translation: When will this year end? I don’t know how many past events there are! Last night, the spring breeze blew again from the small building. On this night with the bright moon in the sky, how could I bear the pain of recalling my homeland.

The finely carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the person I miss is already aging. Ask me how much sadness is in my heart, just like the endless spring water flowing eastward.

3. Xijiang Moon·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. ?

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.

Translation: The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, frightening away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to carry the distant chirping of cicadas. In the aroma of rice flowers, people are talking about the good harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs croaking in their ears, as if they are talking about the good harvest year.

Light clouds floated in the sky, twinkling stars appeared and disappeared, and a light rain fell in front of the mountain. The familiar Maodian hut in the past was still located in the woods near the Tutu Temple, along the mountain road. Turning around, the once memorable stream bridge appeared before his eyes.

4. One of the four poems "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.

My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. (Same Love, One Work: Love and Love)

We will never travel together without love, and we will meet again in Yunhan and Han.

Translation: Bring a pot of fine wine and place it among the flowers, drinking it by yourself without any friends or relatives. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon and become three people facing the figure. Of course Mingyue doesn't know how to drink, and her figure just follows me. I had no choice but to become drinking companions with them temporarily. If I want to have fun, I must seize the beautiful spring time. I sing and the bright moon lingers, I dance and my figure is scattered. We rejoice together when we are awake, but separate when we are drunk. I would like to form a friendship with them forever that will forget the pain, and meet by the misty Milky Way.

5. Little Star

Pre-Qin: Anonymous

The little star is in the east. Seriously march at night and stay in public all night. The fate is different.

Look at that little star, Wei joins the Pleiades. They marched solemnly at night, hugging their quilts and crotch. Don't give up your life.

Translation: The little stars are dim, three or five shining in the sky. He went out to war before dawn, and worked for the public from morning to night. Their fates are so different. The little stars are dim and dim, and it turns out they are ginseng and willow trees. We set out for battle before dawn, throwing away our fragrant quilt and warm crotch. Don't complain if your life is not as good as others'.