Yin Yue Qin Tianling
How to perform ancient poems
How to Learn and Eliminate Millennium Prophecy
How to untie the oath of dying with broken wings
How to wake up the deep sleep of falling rainbow
Chase the lost tomorrow with your heart.
Dust off the cocoon of civilization with a temple
Write the last smile of absolute love with an inkstone
Play the changes of the world with the strings
Who sobbed quietly under the stormy moon?
Who turned floating frost into red lotus?
Who let the solidified starlight break and splash?
When you enter reincarnation, you will go back to several generations.
There is always a legend embedded in the cloud.
How will snowflakes flow out of their minds?
If everything is silent
Walking through heaven, quietly leaving a hair on the ground.
Seize the time and turn it into an Excalibur.
Cut off the clouds and the sky, cut off all the connections.
Seize fate and open the door to good and evil.
Standing at the top of the dark night, gently falling a curtain of dreams.
No, if how to carve hope
Without fireworks, how can despair flash?
Who can plan fate without Buddha?
Can faith be turbid without soul?
Doubt again until the years are drowned.
Wait until the soul stays in the outline.
Who can copy true love?
Go back and stop in the endless loneliness.
The world is like a piece of amber.
Rotating and illuminating the bay of heaven.
If you are at a loss, you don't have to insist.
After eclosion, only floating clouds remain.
Who said anything about being free and easy in the sky?
Accompanied by the moon fan, the wind shadow is opposite to the dream
Smile for nine days and break all the silence.
It turns out that the sky full of stars is so elegant.
I still remember the wandering pages of fantasy books.
Just to remember the lost promise
Even if the end will come in an instant.
I will wait for you to pass by in the original fantasy of cherry blossoms.
Reflect the stars and wave the magic broom.
Draw white flowers to dye the night into the day.
Staring at the thoughts flowing through the clouds
It turns out that ancient tears are so gentle.
If we can still piece together the prayer slowly,
Let me fly over the milky way and the universe
Let me have nothing but waiting.
Even if the fantasy of dancing with you is the entrance to the grave.
Who can tell the reason for cutting flowers in the sky?
Why does hesitation always have no rhythm?
Why is sinking destined to have no end?
It turns out that the final fantasy is that everything is scattered.
How to perform ancient poems
How to Learn and Eliminate Millennium Prophecy
How to untie the oath of dying with broken wings
How to wake up the deep sleep of falling rainbow
Chase the lost tomorrow with your heart.
Dust off the cocoon of civilization with a temple
Write the last smile of absolute love with an inkstone
Play the changes of the world with the strings
Who sobbed quietly under the stormy moon?
Who turned floating frost into red lotus?
Who let the solidified starlight break and splash?
When you enter reincarnation, you will go back to several generations.
There is always a legend embedded in the cloud.
How will snowflakes flow out of their minds?
If everything is silent
Walking through heaven, quietly leaving a hair on the ground.
Seize the time and turn it into an Excalibur.
Cut off the clouds and the sky, cut off all the connections.
Seize fate and open the door to good and evil.
Standing at the top of the dark night, gently falling a curtain of dreams.
No, if how to carve hope
Without fireworks, how can despair flash?
Who can plan fate without Buddha?
Can faith be turbid without soul?
Doubt again until the years are drowned.
Wait until the soul stays in the outline.
Who can copy true love?
Go back and stop in the endless loneliness.
The world is like a piece of amber.
Rotating and illuminating the bay of heaven.
If you are at a loss, you don't have to insist.
After eclosion, only floating clouds remain.
Who said anything about being free and easy in the sky?
Accompanied by the moon fan, the wind shadow is opposite to the dream
Smile for nine days and break all the silence.
It turns out that the sky full of stars is so elegant.
I still remember the wandering pages of fantasy books.
Just to remember the lost promise
Even if the end will come in an instant.
I will wait for you to pass by in the original fantasy of cherry blossoms.
Reflect the stars and wave the magic broom.
Draw white flowers to dye the night into the day.
Staring at the thoughts flowing through the clouds
It turns out that ancient tears are so gentle.
If we can still piece together the prayer slowly,
Let me fly over the milky way and the universe
Let me have nothing but waiting.
Even if the fantasy of dancing with you is the entrance to the grave.
Who can tell the reason for cutting flowers in the sky?
Why does hesitation always have no rhythm?
Why is sinking destined to have no end?
It turns out that the final fantasy is that everything is scattered.
When I first heard of geese, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. 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.
1, Li Bai, Jingyesi
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai
The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon. Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.
4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai
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.
5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai
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 soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
6, "Wine Asks the Moon" Tang Libai
When will there be a moon in the sky? I will stop for a drink and ask:
People can't climb the moon, but they follow people to the moon?
As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out?
But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?
Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
7, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
8, "Month" Tang
As thin as a hook, as round, as if woven into a round fan. Thin shadows will be round. How many places in the world can you see them?
9. "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far" Zhang Tang is nine years old
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
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.
10 "Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Tang 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.
1 1, an autumn night Tang in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
12, "Stay" Tang Dumu
There are no good traveling companions in the hotel; The sad heart seems to have solidified. Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese.
The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year. The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house.
13, Tea Delivered by an Old Friend, Tang
Jiuhua Ying's sword is printed in Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
14, Mujiangyin Tang Bai Juyi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
15, Li shangyin of shuangyue Tang dynasty
When I first heard of geese, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. 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.
16, "Man Xing" A Tang Du Fu
Jiang Yue's people are just a few feet away, and lanterns shine at night. The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.
17 Bo Qinhuai Tang Du Mu
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
18, night parking near Fengqiao Bridge in Zhangji, Tang Dynasty
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
19, "Moonlight Farewell" Tang Liye
Leave people speechless, the moon is silent, and the moon is affectionate. Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds.
20, "Jiang Lou Qing" Tang Zhaowei
Alone at the bottom of the river, I think quietly, and the moonlight is like water. Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
2 1, "Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights" Tang
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
22. "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Tang Xu Ruo
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river.
23, "raw tea" Tang Niu Xiji
The crescent moon bends like an eyebrow and has no intention of reunion. Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.
Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart. Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot.
24, "teasing preface" Tang Dai Shulun
Grass on the side, grass on the side, grass on the side should be old.
The mountains in the south and the mountains in the north are all snowy, sunny and bright in Wan Li.
Mingyue, Mingyue, Hu Jia is so sad.
25, "Bodhisattva Man" Tang Feng Yan Si
Whose flute is the plum blossom blowing, and the clouds condense in the middle of the night.
I haven't finished eating the pillow, and the people in Guanshan haven't returned it yet.
The sound is bitter, and the clouds break the frost and the moon.
There are heavy curtains under the moonlight and the breeze is full of flowers.
26, "Ying Huan" Tang Li Yu
Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, and that is to leave your sadness.
Don't have a taste in my heart.
27. Mid-Autumn Moon Song Sushi
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?
28. Song Sushi's "Water Tune Song Tou"
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
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 will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.