The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
2. Ancient Poetry: Bright Moon, He Jiaojiao
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
Step 3 complain about songs
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.
Mid-Autumn Poetry-Tang Poetry
1. Li Bai: Guan Shanyue
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.
2. Li Bai: Drinking the bright moon alone
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.
3. Li Bai: Wandering the Moon in Ancient Waves
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
Immortals drop their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group.
The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who brought the rice.
The white rabbit is not an old panacea. Can you tell me who eats it?
Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark, I don't know.
After Yi shot down nine suns, the paradise on earth was clear and quiet.
The moon has been lost, and there is nothing to see except to walk away. Sad to the heart!
4. Li Bai: Night thoughts
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
5. Liu: Moonlit night
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
6. Li Shangyin: Chang 'e
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
7. Li Shangyin: Month
Pools and bridges are unforgettable and pitiful.
The curtains are opened at the brightest night, and it is already very cold.
The water spray is very urgent where it flows, and when it spits, the clouds will open in Qing Ye.
Chang 'e didn't wear makeup, just showing off her beauty.
8. Li Shangyin: Month
After crossing the water and touching the ground, it is obvious that Tibetans have taken the tree far away.
The primary desire lacks emptiness and melancholy, and if it is round, there may not be love.
9. Du Fu: The night of August 15th.
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
10. Liu Yuxi: Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th.
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
The cloud is about to move under the stars, and it is freezing and happy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
1 1. Bai Juyi: Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15th.
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
12. Pi Rixiu: Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th.
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
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.
14 Zhang Jiuling: Full Moon Philip Burkart
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
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.
15. Li Shangyin: Frost Moon
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.
16. Meng Haoran: I got pregnant in the autumn night.
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry-Song Dynasty Poetry
1. Moon in autumn night
At first, we were together. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.
2. Osmunda japonica.
Can't stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal. When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news.
3. Xuan Qing
The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold. Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left. Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk. Life dances like a swallow, and songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy tales, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of fun.
4. Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)
Draw drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, and the first month shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque in the capital of Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows and golden stems. Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly. Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house. For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose. It is difficult to write deeply and sincerely when the wall falls and everyone stands. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.
Step 5 look at the moon
Moon, moon, moon. Competition is still insufficient. Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to.
The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season. The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting.
6.partridge sky
Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.
Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past, and I love to keep Yuanyang in two places.
7. Twelve o'clock (autumn night)
At the beginning of the sunset, the light smoke caged the moon, and the wind was like washing. Jue Cui Zhang, Liang Sheng. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. Broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard. If you can't sleep, get up. It is even more worrying, and it is worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, which are worrying.
God knows, I was worried. The night is always there, clearly beside the bed, watching diligently. The candle is dim, the wine is awake, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.
Come to sleep, get dressed and sit alone with mixed feelings. How can I get benefits, reconcile sex, and then make the rest of the incense quilt? I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on.
8. Su Shi: Shuidiao Song Tou
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing, I got drunk. When did I write this article and get pregnant with the moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? 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 and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. 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. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
9. Su Shi: Xijiangyue
In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
10.xiangzi
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming. Try thin clothes first, green ants are new. The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool. The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
1 1. Miffy: Climb the stairs to see the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
12. Xin Qiji: [Man Jianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival sent to a distant place.
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua.
Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
13. Su Shi: Mid-Autumn Moon
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?
14. Su Shi: See the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Did the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Wen Ming Zhiming [Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the moon.
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.
(integration of ancient and modern books)
(1470- 1559), formerly known as Bi, was born in Changzhou. The official of the Imperial Academy is waiting for a letter. Poetry, calligraphy and painting are all works. This word is dreamy in imagination and romantic in language. It seemed close to the Moon Palace yesterday. In the middle of the month, the scenery around him falls, and the poet looks like a fairy, but he still can't wash away the worldly troubles in his arms. He wrote it on earth and heaven, and the fairy bones are mixed. Its main purpose is to knot up and down. I want to fly over the colorful clouds, and I have extraordinary thoughts. Heart knot is not in Shen Zui's negative indifference, but also sad. In the ups and downs, it will
Mid-Autumn Poetry-Modern Poetry
1. Island: the place where the moon rises.
Moon rises
The sound of a carving returning to the nest.
There are fish jumping out of blue light.
There is a piano playing an old legend.
I don't know whose eyes.
Fall on the birch tree and blink.
Show wisdom and detachment
night
But throw it on the moon.
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night.
Those posted on the window
Grandma cut off the window grilles.
Wrapped in ice flowers
In my dream
It melted.
(Sarthou: a place name of Daqing, which means "the place where the moon rises" in Mongolian)
2. Mid-Autumn Festival
1.
If this is a breakup.
In my young heart
Can I forgive you?
Like fallen leaves can forgive the wind.
misbehavior
Youth can forgive years.
Erase her
2.
Crickets no longer make sounds.
Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.
The last rain wet the wild roses.
They say the roses by the lake are like songs.
Will you sit under the moon?
Hear me sing
Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.
Fly over the lake
Fly to the full moon
3.
Life is a difficult play.
The stage was crowded with people.
No lights, no music.
Only with my loud voice
Sing the song whose name I forgot.
So what?
The years will go on
I don't know when to part again.
4.
The moon has risen into the sky.
It turns out that the lake will also have tidal sounds.
It turns out that it is eternal from beginning to end.
Just the full moon and the lack of the moon.
In the pale forest
Autumn chrysanthemum blooms.
below the moon
You and I say goodbye with tears.
1992 10 October 9th
Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry —— Foreign Poetry
1. Venice Boat Song
Moore House ○ translated by Shang Jiaxiang
When the wind blew through Nabia Zeta that night,
Oh, Nina, do you know who is waiting here?
Although you are wearing a veil, I can see that,
You know love burns in my heart like fire.
I disguised myself as a boatman and waited here.
I tell you trembling: "The ship is ready."
Ah, come on! When the dark clouds still cover the bright moon,
Come on! Let's use this moonlit night to fly away from home!
2. Hao Yue
Translated by Wei Erlun Gray [France]
The moon shines on the forest,
On branches and under leaves.
voice
Ah, the people in my heart.
The pond is like a deep mirror.
Reflecting the shadow of the black willow,
The wind whimpered at the willow tips. ...
Dream on, it's time.
Broad and warm peace
Seems to have come down.
A starry sky
This is a happy moment.