Mid-Autumn New Poetry 1 Prose
The light rain in the Mid-Autumn Festival brings a cool breeze.
Slightly worried
The beautiful world is ringing.
Let me in prosperity
Guzheng raised its voice like a dream.
Xiang Piao Yu Lu
Kiss a midsummer quietly.
Under the noisy street lamp
Loneliness is endless noise and debris.
Song of Youth
No loneliness and tears
There is no happiness and no sadness.
It's just that I decided to accept reincarnation with my heart.
Mid-Autumn New Poetry 2 Autumn Dew
Autumn dew is silent and wet osmanthus.
Dimfragrance awakened the moon.
I looked out from the clouds.
The sea of clouds is boundless
Su E was disappointed.
You can't stand the cold in high places.
Couples complain all night.
Sleeping alone all night, tossing and turning.
I used to imagine
A pot of wine from the flowers.
At the full moon
Eating Mid-Autumn Night
How can I understand loneliness?
Meet at the far edge of the galaxy
Invite the bright moon alone
Full moon tonight
Give full play to one's talents.
gum arabic
Whose home is this?
I put my longing for the moon
I have half.
Send half to you.
The taste of Qiu Si
Full of dreams
Sing at night
I wish you a long life
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan
I looked up at the full moon on the fifteenth,
Like a snowball,
Embedded in the dark blue night sky,
It looks exceptionally bright.
This Mid-Autumn Festival,
I not only tasted delicious moon cakes,
I also learned about the origin of Mid-Autumn Festival.
I'm so happy.
Mid-Autumn New Poetry 3 Nostalgia
Clink glasses with the moon
A few drops of wine spilled
Be ignited by homesickness
Into stars all over the sky
be homesick
Very elastic and shiny.
The farther you pull, the greater the rebound.
The rounder, the brighter.
this evening
The way home
Moonlight and dreams walk with fear.
Father's pipe
The song of the mountain forest has sounded.
Mother's Eyes
But in one area,
And my eyes.
A gurgling river
Father's pipe
The song of the mountain forest has sounded.
Mother's Eyes
But in one area, it is getting higher and higher.
And my eyes.
Soaked by the gurgling river.
Mid-Autumn New Poetry 4 Memories
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.
When will these flowers stay?
Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion night.
But cherish the prodigal son wandering around the world
Memories of the past are a piece of cake.
At present, there is only one empty moon.
Enjoy the flowers, the moon and the autumn.
It's hard to get together, it's hard to separate, it's hard to get together.
Every corner of the country is gathered together.
Look at each other's glasses
You can only enter a dream when you are drunk.
Childhood memories in dreams
Mid-Autumn New Poetry 5 Autumn Lake
Is this a lake or autumn?
The wind smells of wisteria.
The sun bent his naked waist with laughter.
Yuanyang floats on the water and is happy.
This ripple, this beating heart
The Mid-Autumn Festival is right here by Wanghu Lake.
There, the lotus leaf has not been damaged.
Insects buzzed on the oak tree.
Colorful leaves fell on the lake.
Merge into several counter currents.
Time, one o'clock
Stop by the lake this autumn.
If the scenery cannot be forgotten
Then remember it deeply
The same insects and birds that I have heard of.
The red flowers and green grass I have seen together.
Don't forget, this lake, this autumn
It was quiet for a while.
Mid-Autumn Festival new poem 6 bright moon
Quietly rise
No longer the bright moon
From winter to autumn
How many feelings boil into acacia water
The trees on the shore are yellow and green.
The flowers on the shore withered and bloomed again.
The lake tonight
Silence is the lingering of years.
What rises is the full moon in the sky.
Can last forever.
This is the distance between heaven and earth.
Hybridable
This is a feeling as long as moonlight.
close
Only the lake and the moon in the lake.
Mid-Autumn New Poetry 7 Homesickness
The moon is round in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Harmonious autumn wind sends blessings.
Mooncakes mean missing,
Families in China get together to celebrate.
Overseas children miss their hometown,
The moon is very bright in festivals.
The Chinese nation is rising.
The motherland is thriving.
Back to the autumn wind blowing across the strait,
The reunion of flesh and blood is a wish.
Cantonese moon cakes were sent to Tainan.
The two sides of the strait have a dream.
The country is rich and strong, and has self-esteem.
Peace, unity and family harmony.
Mid-Autumn moon cakes are round and sweet.
Prosperity and happiness will last forever.