1, "Send to Wei Ba"
Tanggaoshi
No matter how much wine, it is also a boat before the post.
I am sorry for my old friend and my horse.
Yunshan is harmonious, and the storm is prosperous in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
There is no confidant on this road, and the pearl is not dark.
2. Mid-Autumn Moon Mid-Autumn Moon
Xu Ming you Zhen
Mid-autumn moon. Mid-autumn and bright moon.
It's too bright. How much do you know about him? Rain or shine.
Don't say rain or shine, enjoy the world.
Good season, I wish every year, a total of mid-autumn moon.
3. "Cut plums in the Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
Song Xin qi Ji
Mid-autumn osmanthus flowers in memory. The flowers are in the cup.
The moon is in the cup. There is an identical statue upstairs tonight.
Cloud wet screen window. The rain wet the screen window.
I want to ask about the chemical industry while the wind is blowing. The road is hard to walk.
Letters are also difficult to get through. Only the candles in the room are red.
Cup and peace. Song was calm again.
4. Xijiang Moon is a big dream of the world.
Song sushi
It's a big dream in the world, how many times is it cool in autumn?
At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples.
The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy.
Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.
5. "Near Mid-Autumn Festival Dinner and Good Things of Wang Luzhong"
Song Xin qi Ji
The bright moon is not as long as people agreed until tonight.
I want to see the Guanghan Palace.
Late at night, don't call, the rain is evil on the eaves.
It's not a mountain character. It's a rare scene.
6. "Water Tune Songs, Decades"
Fan Song Chengda
Ten years of ups and downs in officialdom, people spent ten Mid-Autumn Festival.
Old dreams have not fallen this autumn, like new dreams, drifting to the old yellow Heshan.
Lao Tzu is not shallow tonight, and suddenly I think of Shouzhou, the reunion in history, and the party where I lived in the South Building.
The Milky Way is dark and the moon is floating in the sky.
Jiangbei smoke powder, Jiangnan fog set, Jiang Shuiping like white practice flowing east.
Close the river, the north and south still shine.
If you want to look at moths coldly, just smile back to your temples and leave us with mink hair empty.
I asked toad and rabbit if they would like to go with Cangzhou.
7. Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Wenming Zhiming
Sweet-scented osmanthus floating jade, flowers all over the street in the first month, and the night is as cool as washing.
The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace.
The dragon is dying, the view is awkward, and the song is boiling.
First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds.
I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went.
Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday.
The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy.
Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.
8. Mid-Autumn Festival in Xuzhou, the title of Shuidiao.
Zhe Su Song
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival.
Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed.
Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted.
Someone incited the fun, and there was the swan goose in the swan goose.
The guests in the living room are radiant.
The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy.
There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart.
I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.
9. Mid-autumn night tide in the boundless river.
Songshi Dazu
Thousands of waters return to yin, so the tide is faithful, and the surplus is due to the monthly loss.
Partial only, cool autumn and half broken, fighting into a pair of unique.
If something wears off the golden mirror, who will take the galaxy?
Miss Zixu, see Chang 'e tonight, wronged.
The light goes straight down, Dragon Cave. Straight up, toad hole.
Looking at the world, the hole is like a brush.
Excitement can drive away powder, and a toast can swallow five mountains.
When I was in the Ming Dynasty, I felt my heart was broken with my son Cao.
10, Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni
Yuan Yuan Hao Wen
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.