November in the lunar calendar is called the winter moon
1. Winter moon in the season of meeting
Tang
Seventeen Guan Ji of Farewell to the King
2. Let's make the winter moon a double ninth festival
Song
Wei Liaoweng
"An osprey". Palace drum in winter and winter
Song
Anonymous
Guide to Frost and Moon Bitterness
4. Shang Mountain season and winter moon
Tang
Han Yu
On the way to Jiangling, send gifts to Wang Erbu Que and Li Shiyi,
5. Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter snow < Xi Fu
6. Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter snow
Yuan
Ma Xi
On the first day of law enforcement in Anyang, Xi Fu
7. I love Huairen's winter moon
Yuan
Yin Zhiping's
Road Ruthless Huairen County's Work
8. Xia Yue's winter quilt with a single coat
Yuan
Li Daochun's
An alchemist's sand shows the public
9. Winter moon on the ice
. The winter moon never rises
Song
Peng Guinian
Sixteen Poems of Yan Ju. 2. Poems about November
The 4th of November is a storm
(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You
Sleeping in a lonely village, not feeling sorry for himself, still thinking about guarding the wheel platform for the country.
Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, The Tiema Glacier is dreaming.
Autumn wind words
Liu Che, Emperor Wudi of the Western Han Dynasty
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, and the plants are yellow and the wild geese return to the south. Orchids are beautiful, chrysanthemums are fragrant, and you can't forget the beauty. Pan-building boats are enjoying the Fenhe River, and the waves are blowing in the middle. The flute and drum are singing and singing, and there are many joys and sorrows. When you are young, you will be sad!
Yan Ge travels to the Three Kingdoms-Wei: Cao Pi's autumn wind is bleak, and the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaken and exposed to frost. The flock of Yan Ci goes to the south of the wild goose, thinking about the gentleman and the guest, and thinking about the heart. I miss my hometown, so why do you send it to stay for a long time? My concubine keeps her empty room alone, worrying about her husband, afraid to forget her, and feeling that she is stained with clothes in tears. With the help of the piano, she can sing the strings to make a clear business, and the short songs can't last long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and the Han flow to night is still young. When the cowherd and the weaver girl look at each other from a distance, why are you alone in limiting the river beam? 3. Seeking poems describing November of the lunar calendar in ancient poems
November 4th was a storm
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Lu You
Original text:
The wind swept the rivers and lakes and the rain darkened the village, and the sound of four mountains turned into waves.
The firewood in the stream is soft and warm, so I don't go out with the raccoon dog.
I don't feel sorry for myself when I'm lying in a lonely village, but I still think about defending my country.
Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse Glacier falls asleep.
Meet plum blossoms in Fufeng from mid-November
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Shangyin
Original text:
The winding roads are graceful and beautiful, which is not timely and fragrant. Chang' e and the moonlight companion, a pair of cool appearance; The blue jade maiden's cold was stronger than the frost.
if you give a hand that is far from being full, it will break your heart. Who caused the flowers to bloom early, but not to wait until the spring flowers, to become the old Chinese new year's fragrant flowers?
Plum Blossom in Dashiling Post (November 13th, Ji Mao)
Author: Wang Zhou
Yao Ji was shot in the fairy, and Luqi was surrounded by fragrance. Who painted the half-way out of the post wall, Xue Ying leans on two or three branches. 4. Poems about November
November of the lunar calendar is called the winter moon. 1. Meet the winter moon. 2. Make the winter moon a double ninth festival. 3. Bitter frost moon, palace drum, winter and winter. 4. Winter moon in Shangshan season. Send a gift to Wang Erbu Que and Li Shiyi, 5. Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter appropriate snow Yuan Ma Xi, 6. Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter appropriate snow Yuan Ma Xi, 6. Spring flowers, autumn moon and winter appropriate snow Yuan, 7. I love Huai Ren, winter moon and yuan Yin Zhiping, 8. Xia Yue, single coat and winter cover. 5. Poems describing November
1. Drunk and raving, rewarding Xiao and Yin for their cooperation
Time: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Many people in Yuhang are poor, and even Xiao and Yin:
In cold weather, they are still dressed in clothes, but the sun is high and dry.
Jiangcheng Mountain Temple In November, the north wind blows Sha Xue in succession.
the guests didn't see the benefits of winning robes, and Li Shu didn't touch the pants.
at this time, the satrap is ashamed of himself, and there is a residual temperature after heavy clothing.
You should make two furs and give them to the two gentlemen because of your life.
Wu Mian is soft and dense, as soft as a fox's armpit and as white as a cloud.
Lao gave me a poem book, so it's not enough to be so small.
I haven't seen Qiu Jun, and he is as broad and warm as spring.
This is neither a slap in the face nor a slap in the face, so it's better to judge by statutes.
The ruler is not made completely, and it is not wrapped all over the body.
if you get five exams in the county, you can show off the people of Hangzhou with you.
2.
Five Poems on Jimen
Date: Tang Author: Gao Shi
Jimen is ancient and independent. A suit is odd, and the head is white. Xun
Yong
is gone now, and I don't know General Huo.
the Han family can use martial arts to explore poor foreign lands. Garrison the chaff core, reduce Hu's food and clothing. Close the
pavilion and have a look. I want to shed tears.
in the border town in November, it rained and snowed. Yuan Rong's orders are strict, and his troops are also light and fat. Qiang
Hu has endless days, when will he return from the war?
Youzhou rides and shoots a lot, and the knots are rampant. Once a general, he has a reputation for coming and going.
They hunt autumn grass and bow at each other.
outside the gloomy Great Wall, there is no more smoke and dust in the sun. Although Hu rode by the mausoleum, Han soldiers ignored their health.
Old trees are full, but Huang Yun is worried about killing people.
3.
Years: Song Author: Mei Yaochen
It will snow in November, and whoever is cold will have it.
Clouds freeze the wings, and lots gather weeping pearls.
Wan Lifeng is the ambassador, and a thousand jade doors are the pivot.
Mao Yi comes from Zheng and Tao Lu Juan comes from Wu.
You can smell the bear's ear and watch the goose enter the capital.
The pagoda is tall and bloated, and the roof is plain and dull.
cleverness can hide ugliness, while merit can solve the problem of decoration.
all the birds in the nest are white phoenix, so it's inevitable for the animals to come.
Liao customs should stop boasting, while yan dan has long looked at Wu.
bare fur has no strong arms, but it's burning with fire.
singing and bamboo will stop the king from being full, and eating and living will make Su.
why not ask after a dead sheep? Don't be alone.
dense with fat net, lingering like dancing.
gradually deepen from piece to piece, and take the heavy baht.
when the sun and the moon receive the photos, Gan Kun does not distinguish the corners.
even if it's light, it's even worse.
Hungry tigers are frozen in the valley, and Youlong is out of strength.
A beautiful woman mixes cane, and a son holds a mink fox.
*** is an empty bag, but he was not a warm-hearted scholar.
the evening is special for me, and prosperity is in harmony with baling. 6. About November's poem
The Song of Autumn Pu (Tang Libai) has three thousand feet of white hair and a long sorrow.
I wonder where autumn frost can be found in the mirror. A night-mooring on the jiande river Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin.
how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. "Fu Crescent Moon" (Tang Dynasty) The first month of Miao's son is like a bow, and it is clearly hung on the edge of the blue sky. At that time, people don't know how to be a moth with a small eyebrow, and three or five reunions take place all over the sky. "Journey to the Moon in Gulang" Tang Li Bai did not know the moon when he was a child, and called it a white jade plate.
I'm also suspicious of Yao Tai Jing, flying at the Baiyun end. Immortals hang their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group.
The white rabbit made the medicine and asked who to eat with. The white rabbit is not old panacea, can you tell me who to eat?
Yi's past was nine days, and heaven and man were peaceful. Hou yi shot down nine suns, the heaven on earth is free from disaster, pure brightness and quiet.
No matter how you worry, sadness destroys your heart. "Acacia" Wang Wei when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people.
The Song of Autumn Pu (Tang Li Bai) has three thousand white hairs and a long sorrow. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
a night-mooring on the jiande river Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty, while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.
Fu Crescent Moon (Tang Dynasty) The first moon of Miao's son is like a bow, and it is clearly hung on the edge of the blue sky. At that time, people were ignorant of the moth's eyebrows, and the three or five reunions took place all over the sky. Tang Li Bai was ignorant of the moon when he was a child, and he was called Bai Yupan. I also suspect that Yao Tai Jing is flying at the Baiyun end.
immortals hang their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with.
the toad eclipses the round shadow, and the big night is gone. Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark and unclear.
yin essence is confused, but it is not enough to see it. No matter how worried you are, sadness destroys your heart.
Acacia, Wang Wei, when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people. Song of Autumn Pu (Tang Li Bai) has three thousand feet of white hair and a long sorrow.
I wonder where autumn frost can be found in the mirror. A night-mooring on the jiande river Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin.
how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. "Fu Crescent Moon" (Tang Dynasty) The first month of Miao's son is like a bow, and it is clearly hung on the edge of the blue sky. At that time, people were ignorant of the moth's eyebrows, and the three or five reunions took place all over the sky. "Gulang Yuexing" Tang Li Bai did not know the moon when he was a child, and was called Bai Yupan.
I'm also suspicious of Yao Tai Jing, flying at the Baiyun end. Immortals hang their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group.
The white rabbit made the medicine and asked who to eat with. The white rabbit is not old panacea, can you tell me who to eat?
Yi's past was nine days, and heaven and man were peaceful. Hou yi shot down nine suns, the heaven on earth is free from disaster, pure brightness and quiet.
No matter how you worry, sadness destroys your heart. "Acacia" Wang Wei when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people. 7. Poems about November
In November, the jade dried up, the flowers fell, and the color lost its fragrance. Only chrysanthemums sprouted and blossomed, and with magnificent and charming colors, they brewed lines of poems, condensed into frost's soul and dew's flower soul, breaking the empty fall of the season, and the faint fragrance flowed into the unique fragrance of the season, dancing in the wind and swaying the charm of the years.
in November, there were no flowers, only flowers withered and faded. Write your feelings in your heart and write them into the dull memory of November.
Life is sometimes troubled and sometimes hostile. I am in peace, sitting alone by the Qingming Lake to restore my nature. Melancholy mood, bid farewell to my original intention, has gone with the breeze. "Let go, happy, simply incredible.
In November, I mumbled dreamily, reminiscing about the dream that belonged to me last night, followed the footsteps of the sunshine, strolled into the courtyard, stretched out my arms in the light of the horizon, whispered to myself, hugged, baby, hugged the last round of the sun in November. 〃 Congratulations on your last day in November. I stood on the street corner in November, and it seemed that I was scattered and the leaves were falling.
〃 The wandering old man leaned over to pick up the rubbish. It was November of the earth, and it was a sad November. The geese flew south and left their elegies. I lamented and was blamed. Why did it become gloomy? The cello's crooning seems to tell its bitterness. A spark only brings a subtle note, which is the final destination? ! ? It's a boundless November, it's a lonely November. In November, the cold wind blows, and the group of Wu Ye is holy and prosperous. Memories like a leaf lotus tree, which year's story ended in this autumn, and who made me forget to return.
in November, the frost and fog are lingering, tangled with the morning and sunshine, and I am in love with my heart. In November, the chilly wind blew off the frosted flowers, and in the still-screaming world, it was completely white and crystal clear.
For you, I don't want to look back and see the prosperity of my life. For you, I'd rather be lonely in the bustling crowd in JaeHee. For you, I'd rather be lonely under the neon lights. November, when flowers bloom and flowers fall, what destroys is the decline of the heart. November feels chilly, perhaps not because of the arrival of the winter solstice, but because of you, who walked away without saying a word and set foot on the end of the world.
From then on, I was separated from my heart, from the whisper of his winter, and in November of his year, I was warm because of you. I thought that when I met you, the wind would be light and the clouds would be light, and the comings and goings were just the tip of the world of mortals. When the fate was gone, I would still laugh at the clouds.
Now, for whom to draw the ground as a prison, the waist that has never been bent is broken, and the pen tip is filled with thoughts again and again, and to whom to send it. In November, my feelings were silent.
I will never be afraid again. The dark night is silent, and the warm night is there, staying in night is still young. That year, I felt dejected. When I woke up, the night was still dark enough. I wanted to talk about it, but my dream was already in a dim place. I thought of my youthful frivolous, but now I feel lonely and quiet.
in November, the memory scattered all over the place, the yellow flowers and fallen leaves are inexhaustible poetry. Who is watching that empty field? Missing is like ebb and flow, and there will be ebb and flow.
The fragrance of osmanthus fragrans, bleak autumn wind and yellow leaves are all over the place. I know that November is coming. Although the red maple is enchanting and the weeds are still persisting, the poplar still lowers the green flag.
〃 A line of wild geese slowly closed the stage curtain, and the feast was coming to an end. In November, although the leaves have fallen, the tree is still pretty, and there is still no big change. Only the leaves have fallen, which means that it has become a memory of the past, a treasure of the present, a longing for the future, and a waiting for a beautiful virginity dream. The persistence of a simple promise ... The tree is old, and people are young ... The tree wants to be quiet! But the wind is not only ...