What poems are there to enjoy the moon?

Introduction: Ancient poetry is the general name of China's ancient poetry, which refers to China's poetry works before 1840. From the perspective of meter, ancient poetry can be divided into ancient poetry and modern poetry. I will share the poems about the moon with you for your reference.

Moon-watching poems (1)

Li Qiao's Two Poems about Moon Appreciation in Mid-Autumn Festival

Youth is full and short, and the east wind blows forever. What kind of osmanthus does not have round branches?

Round and cold, all the words are the same. Knowing thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind.

"Mid-Autumn Night Climbing the Building and Looking at the Moon" Rong Yu

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.

Autumn Moon and Cui Zhongcheng Zhang Shinan

The autumn night is full of moonlight, and the west building has its own characteristics. One thousand people saw the dew wet, but Wan Li felt clearly.

Reflecting the fluctuation of water and gold, the osmanthus tree was born. I don't know what flying magpie means, so why should I be surprised at this time?

"Autumn night recalls Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Kun enters the palace to enjoy the moon, and talks far away" Bao Fang.

The moon is at the same distance as the night before. Clean up the dust for a while and forget about it tonight.

The wind drops hibiscus dew, which is suspected to be embroidered fragrance.

Zhang Zhengyi, "Mid-Autumn Golden Pagoda Playing with the Moon".

Tonight, the autumn is crisp, the moon is bright and the color is gray. The water in the distance is clear as practice, and loneliness is like frost.

A traveler's thoughts are accumulated, and the night is a bit dull. Zhu's appreciation is especially conducive to eliminating this gap.

Xu Fang's Poems on the Moon in the Golden House of Mid-Autumn Festival in Fenghe Wuxiang Palace

On an autumn night with high curative value, Jin Lang falls. At the beginning of the shock, the magpie was flooded, and Hongsi returned home.

The moon in the distance is clear and bright, and the sky is refreshing. At this time, I went to Yantai with Wang Yong.

Moon Poems (2)

Su Shi in Mid-Autumn Festival

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?

"Mid-Autumn Festival with the Moon" Cao Xueqin

Not knowing your wishes often increases your sadness for a period of time. When bored, close your forehead and go back several times.

Who cares about romantic affairs? If Toad is interested, go to the Jade House first.

Bai Juyi in Mid-Autumn Festival

Wan Li's beauty is incredible, adding sorrow, benefiting and hating to travel around the world. Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?

After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs. According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.

Ma Dai in Mid-Autumn Festival

When you go out to sea, you will increase your pain. Cold search is heavy, and cold is deep.

Qi Hao cage in summer, clear light shot thousands of cen. In a carefree world, the heart is bright.

Su Shi's "Water Melody"

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 the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! 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 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.

Moon Poems (3)

Xin Qiji, Magnolia Slow Mid-Autumn Festival

Cherish this evening and the moon, where to wander? Did another person just see you rise in the East?

Is it sweat all over the sky, but Changfeng and Hao Hao send Mid-Autumn Festival? It is like a mirror that flies to the sky, but it won't fall off. Who tied it with an invisible long rope? Who will stay if Chang 'e doesn't marry?

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.

So the frog can take a bath and ask Yunhe and Yutu to solve the ups and downs. If all this is safe, why does it gradually become a link?

Chen Yu, watching the moon on Jinghu Lake on Mid-Autumn Night.

Looking at the autumn night in the mirror, the lake is horizontal and the moonlight is deep. When a round pearl enters the pool, a floating magpie surprises the forest.

The light is still broken, but ChanJuan's shadow is not heavy. Far away, the shore bends, and empty is into the heart.

When the wheels are full, loneliness is not invaded. If cassia twig can be folded, why not visit it at night?

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, Li Jieren Junshan Terrace looks at the moon.

Before the levee Jinjiang, poetry and wine walked together for forty years. Unexpectedly, I saw you in Dongting Lake on the brightest night of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Hu's Mid-Autumn Moon

The blue sky and laurel trees are graceful, and clear autumn is the prime year. Every year, when the weather is good, Wan Li sees the light.

It should take a long time to go out in the field, even later in the high city. The world is an affair, and there is nowhere to miss.

Zhang Hu's Mid-Autumn Night Watching the Moon in Hangzhou.

Eternal lunar essence, born at sea in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ghosts worry about fate, but people love fate.

It seems that Huaxing is far away and thin and dizzy. Liu Jiang's endless shadows, the wheels dragging the valley silently.

Such as the mirror when the building is bright, such as the pearl out of Pu Ying. The shore sand is all white, and the hills are half clear.

Look at the small sills in a circle, and the long embankment is forming. When guests don't return, smoke and water come to love at night.

Moon Poems (4)

Pei Yizhi, and Lotte's Mid-Autumn Night on the Luohe River.

In autumn in Luo Qing, the moon hangs above the moon, and the floats glow with the Milky Way in the evening. The black dragon's chin and pearls disappeared, and Bai Di's heart and mirror began to grind.

When there is frost and snow on the sea, there are many orchestras this night. You should know that heaven and earth are furnaces, and gold is made of waves.

It's neither cold nor hot, and the bright moon in Qingchuan is coming. Thousands of beads compete with the black dragon's chin, and a mirror hangs high in Bai Di's heart.

A few desolate places are far away, and sometimes melancholy is worth the clouds. How can it be clear that Luo is like a sunny day, * * * sees the ups and downs.

Zhu Qingyu's Mid-Autumn Moon

Since ancient times, there has been a division of labor, but there should be shortages and profits. One night is bright, and the four seas are clear.

Quietly, the wind rises slightly, cold and snowy. In this lonely and rare encounter, I am grateful for this love.

"Playing the Moon on a Mid-Autumn Night in Helin Temple" Xu Hun

When the moon is full, there are no trees and grass in the courtyard. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a sea of clouds, and the night is cold and blue.

The color of the wheel gradually moved outside the golden palace, and the mirror light still hung in front of the jade building. Don't say goodbye to Shu, look forward to it. Once it falls into Xiyan, it will be the year after next.

"Mid-Autumn Festival Evening Send Girder Liu Shangshu" Xu Hun

Border people welcome Luo people to stay, while tigers and leopards hold blue flags. Diao is the garrison, and Ge Xun controls the throat of the country.

Liu Ying made a name for himself, and the lotus curtain inscribed poems upstairs. I should miss you thousands of miles away. I got drunk in Lanzhou last night.