There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.
The "fifteen nights" in the title, combined with three or four sentences, should refer to the Mid-Autumn Festival night. The title of the poem "Full Tang Poetry" is "Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights and Sending it to Du Langzhong". Du Langzhong, whose name is unknown. This is one of the most famous poems about Mid-Autumn Festival in Tang Dynasty.
Bai Shu Crow in the Atrium. Moonlight shines in the yard, and the ground seems to be covered with frost and snow. Under the shade of Komori tree, the noise of crows and magpies gradually stopped, and they finally adapted to the dazzling disturbance of the bright moon and entered the sleeping village one after another. The poet only uses the word "ground white" to write the moonlight in the atrium, but it gives people a feeling of emptiness, tranquility and purity, which reminds people of Li Bai's famous sentence, "The foot of my bed is so bright, is it frosty?" Immersed in the beautiful artistic conception. "Arboreal crows" should mainly listen to the moon for fifteen nights, not look at it. Because even in the bright moon night, people are unlikely to see crows and magpies inhabiting; The crow and magpie in the moonlight shade can be completely felt by hearing from the beginning of panic and noise (there is a saying in Zhou Bangyan's "Butterfly Lovers", which is to write this artistic conception) to the final stable sleep. The words "arboreal crow" are concise, concise and concise, which not only describes the life of crows and magpies in trees, but also sets off the silence of the moonlit night.
"Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans". Because it was late at night, the autumn dew wet the osmanthus in the court. If we ponder further, we will think that this osmanthus may refer to the osmanthus tree in the middle of the month. This is the dark poet looking at the moon, which is the next writing of the whole article. In the dead of night, the poet looked up at the bright moon, lost in thought and felt a chill. He came quietly, but he couldn't help thinking. In Guanghan Palace, the cold dew must have wet the osmanthus tree. In this way, the artistic conception of "Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans" is even longer and more thought-provoking. You see, he chose the word "silent", which showed Coody Leng's lightness and absence in detail, and rendered the infiltration of osmanthus for a long time. And it's just osmanthus? What about the white rabbit under the tree? What about WU GANG wielding an axe? What about Chang 'e "in the heart of a blue sky and clear night"? How rich associations beautiful poems bring to us.
"I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight." Is the poet alone in the bright moon sky? The world is big, who is not in the low back to enjoy the moon, but in the distance? As a result, it was natural to say, "I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si tonight.". The first two sentences describe the scenery without a word "moon"; In the third sentence, it is clear to look at the moon, which expands the scope of people who look at the moon. However, people look at the moon, feel the meaning of autumn and cherish people's feelings, which is different. The poet was disappointed with the separation of his family, so the sadness of the moon palace led to profound acacia. His Qiu Si must be the most sincere. But when expressing, the poet did not take a positive lyric way, but directly poured out his thoughts; Instead, I used a euphemistic interrogative tone: I don't know whose side the vast Qiu Si will fall on ("whose home" means "who", and "home" is a suffix auxiliary word with no practical meaning). Obviously, he was pregnant with someone, but he just said, "Where did Qiu Si fall?" This shows the poet's deep feelings for Yue Huaiyuan. It seems that Qiu Si is unique to poets. Although others are watching the moon, there is no Qiu Si. This is really unreasonable, but the more the infatuation of the poet is shown, the more ingenious the technique is. In the refined words, the word "Luo" is novel, appropriate and extraordinary. It gives people a touching image, as if Qiu Si had fallen into the world with the silver moon. When the whole Tang poetry recorded the poem, it was plain and pale to use the word "Luo" as "in".
The artistic conception of this poem is beautiful. With vivid language and rich imagination, the poet rendered the specific environment atmosphere of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, bringing readers into a thoughtful mood far away from the moon. Coupled with a sigh and endless ending, the feeling of parting is very euphemistic and moving.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
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.
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.
Night thoughts (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.
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 was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The night of August 15th (Don 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.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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 and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)
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!
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.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
There is a bosom under the autumn night and the moon (Meng Haoran)
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua 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.
On the night of August 15, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is 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.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
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.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.
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?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
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.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)
It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.
The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.
I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.
Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is 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.
Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
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 grass dew in the cold throat.
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 to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)
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.
Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.
Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?
The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.
In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.