The moon bends Kyushu,
Several families are happy and several families are sad. Wu Ge
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -Wang Jian
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
-Li Shangyin
Satisfied with the month, I don't know the peach blossom. -Waste
The willow tip lacks a moon, and it wants to be four more stars after the rain.
The sky is boundless and the wind is rustling, and no one cries. Li Jian
A small shadow lingered in front of the flowers, and the wind blew away the skirt.
There are tears and dew, no need for bright moon clothes.
-Qu Dajun
People's spirits are bright when they are happy, especially from January to Mid-Autumn Festival.
-Feng Menglong
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind. -Yan Shu
Chang 'an is so expensive, I cherish the last spring and strive to enjoy the purple peony in the west of the street.
No one will see the moon without a jade plate to carry Coody Leng. Pei Lin
Alone in a tall building, the moonlight is like water.
Where are the people who come to see the moon? The scenery is vaguely like the old year. -Zhao Wei
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
-Wang Changling
Although the building is high, it has passed, and the small pool can send the bright moon.
-Shanghai Deyue Building
Counting the rain and the wind, the hazy and pale moon clouds come and go. -He Zhu
It took a turn in the sky to get out, and everyone on the ground looked up. -Red House
Who decorated the clouds and the moon? Natural beauty and clarification of ocean colors. -Su Shi
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu
The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling
Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano. -Wang Wei
The moonlight is in the night sky, and the green hills are full of color. Guangwu
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps with anxiety.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Sad poem
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.