Drinking alone under the moon
Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
The moon on the night of August 15th
Du Fu
The full moon flies into the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Wandering around the earth is far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks away, I wonder who is missing in autumn!
Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai
Wang Changling
When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the windows.
The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
Beauty by the Qingjiang River, the night is getting more and more painful.
How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn Moon
It’s all here
The sky is blue, cloudless and dewy, and the stars are shining brightly.
Don’t let Donglin stand in the way of the rising trend, and the world is watching the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch.
Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-hour residual wine.
Guanshan Moon
Li Bai
The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.
The land was conquered, but no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
Ye Si
Li Bai
There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night
Liu Fangping
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanting towards the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e
Li Shangyin
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The sound of a wild goose on the edge of autumn breaks up the line of people.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.
Look at the moon and embrace the distance
Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness arises at night!
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
Frost Moon
Li Shangyin
When I first heard that the geese were gone, there were no cicadas, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon
There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night
Meng Haoran
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky , moisten with lustrous lotion.
The startled magpies have not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Lu Guimeng
The frost has turned late and the frost has turned late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck.
The slanting curtain and the tree are separated by endless emotions, and the candles and candles are dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love Sheng tunes and tunes in the north, but I gradually lose sight of the stars in the south.
Who wants to use the cooling power of the school to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival
Yuan Haowen
The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn.
Children reminisce about each other, knowing how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the thatched hut, and the sound of the stream is noisy on the rocky beach.
The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I don’t see it until dawn.
Playing with the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th
Liu Yuxi
Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu fairy mansion.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Looking at the group of animals leisurely, the sky is as high as the sky and the sky is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.
Yun* (left car and right car) wanted to move under the stars, and Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the Pavilion on the night of August 15th
Bai Juyi
In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
No one could catch the wind yesterday, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple
Pi day off
The jade stone is under the moon wheel, and the new dew is found in front of the temple.
Nothing happens in heaven so far, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Seeing the moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Su Shi
The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.
The silver cup is not empty yet, and the clouds are falling apart like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.
So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.
Tonight I can’t see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear away the cold.
Who made a boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.
Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song board.
The green light disappears and turns to the front of the mountain. How can the waves* (wind left and right occupy) be strong again when the wind returns?
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and better, and the throat is cold* (the superior general and the inferior insect) are singing and the dew grass is singing.
No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in the southern capital, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.
The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.
Climb the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Mi Fu
My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbows nurture the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
How bright is the bright moon?
How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains.
Sorrowful and unable to sleep, I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early.
When I go out and feel alone, who should I sue for my worries?
The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou
Su Shi
When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.
Dancing and clearing the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qihu is low and the light shines without sleep.
There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life.
Moon over the Xijiang River
Su Shi
I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest. It's already known. The chaotic mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Back to the director to raise the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet
Wen Tianxiang
According to the river folding festival, the clear ice of the painting boat; wait for the moon to raise the glass, and call the fragrant bottle in Green and clean. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, but fortunately the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as those we once visited in Chibi. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.
The river is full of red. Mid-Autumn Festival sends far away
Xin Qiji
Hurry up to the west tower, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon.
But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow.
Whoever makes the curling floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season.
Ask Chang'e, if she is lonely and cold, if she has any worries, she should respond with a beautiful hair.
The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly.
Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, there is still nothing left to be desired.
If it is a long and round night like this, the favor may not be appreciated.
Return the past and separation into joy, and say it when you return.
Autumn Night Moon
At first we gathered and dispersed. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again.
In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly.
Xiang Zun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed.
It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
Autumn pistil fragrance is cited
Cannot be kept.
Time rushes by, the fragrant orchid fades, and the good flowers fade, but only in an instant.
The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
On a windy and moonlit night, there are several traces of the past.
Can’t bear to think about it.
Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Towards the Immortal Island and on the road to the underworld, there is no news from either side.
Sauvignon Blanc
The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.
The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, silver arrows are blown by the wind, and golden stems are revealed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
Phoenix candles are shining brightly. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking towards the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.
The delicate waves are beautiful, the clever smile is still there, and the intention is to welcome you.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall.
Who knew that famous officials were detained and detained, and their charm has been reduced over the years.
Looking at the Han Moon
The bright moon, the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle for success is still lacking.
Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.
It was last year at the threshold of the small building.
Thousands of miles away, the clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.
Partridge Sky
The remaining smoke blows into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain.
Because the road is far away, people are still far away.
Emotional and profound. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night)
The evening is clear and the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
The green tents and the coolness give rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore.
Even more leaking throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions are arising, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching.
Sometimes the night is long, Mingming is lying on his pillow, looking at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dim and I wake up from alcohol, Yuan Lai is in a dream again.
Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope.
How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make up the remaining fragrant quilt?
I wish you to make a wish to heaven and never abandon it from now on.
Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Wen Zhengming
Osmanthus flowers and jade, the streets are full of the first month, and the night is as cool as a wash.
The wind blows, my eyebrows and bones are cold, and I am in the Crystal Palace.
The dragons are croaking, the temples are full of mountains, and the misty music and songs are boiling.
The ground is covered with frost, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds.
I remember last year on this eve, I was drinking wine at the creek pavilion, and the pale moon and clouds came and went.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are no longer what I dreamed of yesterday, but they are like this in the blink of an eye.
The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching.
My message to couples, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.
Looking at the Moon in Qinhuai
Pan Zhiheng
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I climbed Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. After several glances, the moon was as bright as day, and Li Ji, Jin and Wang, were the only ones to be seen among thousands of people, but the moon couldn't be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it in the middle of the night. At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. As soon as Jin was about to leave, the Qinhuai people said: "Hu Ming didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general will think about it again." He stopped with emotion. Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. The sound of Wu is heard competing on the banks of the Qingxi River, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present Yuan Nu's pearls and colorful girls' flutes, and with their unique tunes are the sounds of green clouds. They are dramas, such as pipa and pearls, which are even more strange. Jue, I regret that I heard about it late and my ears are shallow. I should have abandoned Wu Si and read it again. I ordered him to travel to Wu. The pieces of stone are all willing, but they can be easily flat. A spoon in the sword pond shines like a sea seal. As I threw the pen in the air, the clouds opened and the moon came out, and I suddenly found myself among the tiger hills. Because the song said: "My thoughts are hidden in the clouds. I am born in the moon and die in the wind. Suddenly I feel like I am dreaming and I am waking up. I am thinking about the sea again. , the dragon street is bright and the phoenixes are colorful, and I suddenly come to swim and play, I hope it will not change in the future.
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Mid-Autumn Festival
If that counts as a separation
In my young heart
Can I forgive you
Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wild wind
Youth can forgive the years for erasing her
The crickets have stopped making noise
The pomegranate tree is covered with shame Red fruit
The last rain soaked the wild roses
(They say the roses by the lake like to sing)
Will you sit Under the moon
Listen to me singing
Listen to my song and fly into the mountains and forests
Fly across the lake
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Mid-Autumn Moon
The Mid-Autumn Moon
Always so melancholy
Like a puddle of autumn water
Yun Hold my helpless sentimentality
Lend your slender hands
Cut a ray of dim moonlight
Let me collect tonight’s loneliness
The sweet-scented osmanthus in August begins to smell
And I
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The bright moon rises over the sea***At this time
Su Shi
When will the bright moon come?
p>I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid of the jade sky.
It’s too cold to dance up high! , How is it like being in the human world?
Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the house, and have no sleep.
There should be no hatred, so why should we say goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is something that has never happened in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a beautiful moon.
The Mid-Autumn Moon.
(Song Dynasty) Su Shi
The dusk clouds are overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
This night will not be good in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
< p>Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival"The Moon on the 15th of August" by Tang Du Fu
The full moon flies into the mirror, returning to the heart and folding the sword
It turns and travels far away, climbing. The osmanthus is high in the sky.
The water is covered with frost and snow, and the feathers are visible in the forest.
Looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
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This is the poet's work to avoid chaos in Shu. The first two couplets of the poem are inspired by the rising moon, and the moon on August 15th, which symbolizes reunion, reflects his sorrow of wandering in a foreign land; the last two couplets of the poem. Describing the Mid-Autumn night, the two sentences "seeing feathers" and "counting autumn hairs" have strange and dangerous characters, and the idea is romantic, which is unique in Lao Du's poems.
"Playing with the Moon in Peach Garden on August 15th" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty < /p>
Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the fairy mansion in Qingqiu.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Looking at the group of animals leisurely, the sky is as high as the sky and the sky is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.
The clouds are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty")
Liu Yuxi (772-842), a writer and philosopher of the Tang Dynasty, named Mengde, was born in Luoyang. This poem has sixteen lines, and every four lines has a rhyme, and each rhyme is a natural paragraph. The first paragraph describes playing with the moon in Taoyuan, with the scenery of the moon and the feeling of play; the second paragraph describes the night of August 15th, with the sky, earth and mountains and rivers illuminated by the moonlight as a contrast to the Mid-Autumn Moon; the third paragraph is romantic and unrestrained, describing the desire for immortality. Feelings arise naturally from scenery and emotions; the last paragraph draws back from imagination, writes about the sunrise and moonset, and expresses emotions about "perfect scenery and good times". After leaving the Taoyuan for a while, it is difficult to revisit it. The scenery in the whole poem changes from time to time, and the mood moves with the scenery, with a sense of ups and downs.
"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
No one could catch the wind yesterday, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty")
This poem was written when traveling far away from Jiangzhou. It expresses the emotion of things being right and people changing, and it evokes the change of space in the change of time. In addition, the change of time and space reveals the change of emotions, the joy of the past and the sorrow of the present. The sharp contrast reveals the depression of the exiled life.
Tangpi Rixiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
The jade stone fell under the moon wheel, and a new dew was found in front of the temple.
Nothing happens in heaven so far, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty")
Pi Rixiu (about 833--?), named Yishao, was from Xiangyang. Poems are as famous as Lu Guimeng's, including "Pi Zi Wen Sou".
This quatrain describes the sweet-scented osmanthus. The falling sweet-scented osmanthus is originally as clean as jade, and becomes even more crystal clear when reflected in the moonlight. When you pick up the flower, it still contains dew, which makes you feel more moist. I think it was Chang'e who spread it in the world. The whole poem praises objects with virtual reality and ethereal implications. It uses the Mid-Autumn Festival to express the full emotion of playing with the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is wonderful to see the big from the small.
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The bright moon is not yet high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.
The silver cup is not empty yet, and the clouds are falling apart like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.
So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.
Tonight I can’t see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear away the cold.
Who made a boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.
Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song board.
The green light disappears and turns to the front of the mountain. How can the waves and the wind return to become strong again?
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, but when the throat is cold, the dew grass sounds.
No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in the southern capital, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.
The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.
("Song Poetry Notes")
This long song has fourteen couplets and twenty-eight lines, which can be said to be the longest Mid-Autumn Festival poem. The poem is written from the rising to the setting of the moon, which not only vividly depicts the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also vividly describes the personnel and events of the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the poem, "A cup of unfinished silver surges, and it breaks away like a crashing wave." The momentum is strong. "Whoever washes his eyes for God should use the thousand dendrobium water of the Ming River." The imagination is unique, "A thousand lights make fishes and dragons change in the night." He went to the festival with a low head and followed the song board, "telling the folk customs," "returning to drink wine and paying more attention", "how many people wrote poems to the moon" and expressed their feelings. The whole poem is intertwined with scenery, people and me, and the temperament is upbeat. The poetic mood is full of frustrations, low turns and smooth transitions, and excitement and elegance turn out to be euphemistic. It is indeed a masterpiece among Mid-Autumn Festival poems about the moon.
Song Mi Fu's "Climbing a Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival"
The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.