2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Lipper
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. Lipper
4. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. Lipper
A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating. Lipper
6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Lipper
7. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. Lipper
8. Behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? . Lipper
9. I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Lipper
10, we all hold high to distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. Lipper
1 1, Emei Mountain falls into Pingqiang River in the half moon and autumn. Lipper
12 the breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. Wang Wei
13, the voice is too low to be heard by anyone except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. Wang Wei
14, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream. Wang Wei
15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. Maday
16, under the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and Chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. Lulun
17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . Du Fu
18, ten thousand windows are shining in the sky, and the moonlight is shining on nine Yuntai. Du Fu
19. In the morning, I will treat the garbage and take the Moon Lotus hoe home. Tao Yuanming
20, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Yu Li
2 1, the bright moon surprises magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji
22. On the poor third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi
23. A bullet in water and a bullet in the moon, half went into the river and half into the cloud. antithetical couplet
24, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. Liu
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song. Li shangyin
26, bow like a full moon, looking at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi
27. Under the court, if the water is empty, the algae in the water are horizontal and covered with bamboo and cypress. Su Shi
28 Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep ... Zhang Ji
I went to Liuduantou in September, and I met Ouyang Xiu after dusk.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask the sky for wine ... Su Shi.
3 1 I wanted to give my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch ... "Chronicle of Poetry in Qing Dynasty"
Fish sink and geese fall, birds are frightened and the moon closes, and flowers tremble with shame.
If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report to Taohua.
That's not why I like chrysanthemums,
This flower is even more flowerless
Over the years, flowers have made us cry.
Lonely birds sang their sorrows.
composed
How many times have you looked at me and played the flute in Bian Mei under the ancient moonlight? Arouse jade people, whether they are cold or crawling. He Xun is old now, but he forgot the words of the spring breeze. But the strange flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat. Jiang Guo was speechless and sighed away, and the snow began to accumulate at night. The green statue is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and unforgettable. When can I see it?
Sparse shadow
Moss branches are decorated with jade, and there are small bluebirds, and the branches stay together. When the guests meet, the fence corner is dusk, and there is no words to lean on the bamboo. Zhao Jun disliked Hu Shayuan, but secretly remembered the north of the Yangtze River. He wants to come back on a moonlit night and turn this flower into an orphan. He still remembers the old story of the deep palace, where the man was sleeping and flying near the moth green. It's like a spring breeze. No matter what Ying Ying is like, he has already arranged a golden house to hide his charming.
Twenty ancient poems of flowers, birds, fish and insects.
one
The beautiful shadow welcomes the warm sun, and the red makeup is graceful and fragrant.
I advise you to cherish the spring scenery and live up to the red dot of the east wind.
two
The colorful flowers passing by are all shadowy and red, and they bloom like brocade.
Zi Gui cried, but his heart was full of blood.
three
Independent west wind is better than yellow, and you can be proud of nine autumn frost.
Fan Fei knows that Yun Fei food is comfortable and Huazi is fragrant
four
The national color is beautiful and illusory, and the brocade is decorated with Sichuan.
Look at Huang Rui, flying;
Smoke, colorful spots.
Beautiful and elegant, elegant and heroic,
Like Qiong Yao, like a fairy.
Ecstasy,
It makes the fragrance pale, but gorgeous.
Dongfeng returns to Zhu Yan.
It's no use laughing at me.
Cherish three springs and ten thousand stems, and come to the bottom of the pen altogether;
A hundred kinds at a time, it is difficult to the end.
Look for flowers gracefully and you will win an extraordinary visit.
Heroism begets whistles.
Why sigh,
And the fragrance swims outside the universe, and the sky is covered with color.
five
I don't like to spend all my time in the bustling snow, but I am beautiful and red.
Lonely incense can be cut in the dead of winter and dare to stand out against the cold wind.
six
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
seven
When I shed tears, lonely birds sang their sadness.
eight
Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.
nine
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
ten
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
eleven
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
twelve
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
thirteen
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
fourteen
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
fifteen
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
sixteen
There are weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset in Wuyi Port is oblique.
seventeen
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
eighteen
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
nineteen
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
twenty
The trees on the west bank of my home are blooming and grinding.