Li Bai (701-762), also known as Taibai, also known as Qinglian Jushi, also known as "Exiled Immortal", was born in Chengji, Longxi (now Qin'an County, Gansu Province), and was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty. , was hailed as the "Immortal of Poetry" by later generations, and together with Du Fu was known as "Big Li Du". Below are the poems I compiled for you about Li Bai’s ancient poems containing the word "moon". I hope you like it!
月
About to drink? Don’t you see me
< p> Author: Li BaiIf you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
A song with you, please listen to me.
Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
Since ancient times, all the sages and sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets.
What does the master mean when he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Author: Li Bai
There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
Author: Li Bai
The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Crossing the Jingmen Gate to say goodbye
Author: Li Bai
Crossing the Jingmen Gate, I came to travel from the Kingdom of Chu.
The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form a sea tower.
I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
Gu Lang Yue Xing
Author: Li Bai
When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate.
I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds.
The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus tree is not round.
The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who he wanted to eat with.
The toad has eroded its round shadow, and the bright night has faded away.
In the past, Yi fell from the Nine Crows, and heaven and man were clear and peaceful.
The Yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to understand it.
Worry about what comes next, desolation destroys the heart and liver.
Seventeen Qiupu songs? Fourteen of them
Author: Li Bai
The fire shines on the sky and the earth, and the red stars are scattered with purple smoke.
On a bright moonlit night, Nanlang’s songs move Hanchuan.
Four poems about drinking alone under the moon? One of
Author: Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your 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.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love when they are awake, but they disperse when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Recalling Qin E? The sound of the flute swallowed
Author: Li Bai
The sound of the flute swallowed, Qin E dreamed of cutting off the moon in the Qin Tower. Qin Lou is full of moon, willows are colored every year, and Baling is sad to say goodbye.
On the Qingqiu Festival in Yuanyuan, the sound of Xianyang’s ancient road is completely lost. The sound is gone, the west wind is lingering, and the Han family mausoleum is still there.
Spring
One of the Qingping tunes
Author: Li Bai
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is rich.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai.
One of the six songs in the poem?
Author: Li Bai
In May, there is snow in the mountains, no flowers, only cold.
I heard the broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night.
I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Four poems about drinking alone under the moon? One of
Author: Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your 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.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love when they are awake, but they disperse when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Asking the moon about wine? My old friend Jia Chun ordered me to ask about it
Author: Li Bai
When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop drinking and ask now.
People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people.
Bright as a flying mirror, it approaches Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes all the clear brilliance.
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds.
The white rabbit pounded medicine and autumn returned to spring. Who would Chang'e live alone next to?
People today do not see the moon of ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients.
People in ancient times and today look like running water, even when they look at the bright moon.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
Sauvignon Blanc? Part 2
Author: Li Bai
The sun is full of lust and the flowers contain smoke, and the moon is bright and I can’t sleep.
Zhao Sechu stopped the Phoenix Pillar, and the Shuqin was about to play the mandarin duck strings.
This song is intended to be passed on by no one, and I wish to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze.
I recall that you are far away from me across the blue sky. In the past, my eyes were full of waves, but now I am a fountain of tears.
If you don’t believe that I have a heartbroken concubine, come back and look in front of a bright mirror.
Sent to Wang Hanyang in early spring
Author: Li Bai
I heard that Daochun had not yet met, so I went to visit Hanmei for news.
The east wind blew into Wuyang last night, and the willows on the streets were golden.
The clear water is vast and the clouds are vast, and the beauty is heartbroken.
I brushed a piece of stone on the green mountain in advance, and drank wine with you for days.
Broken willows? Weeping willows blowing on the green water
Author: Li Bai
Weeping willows blowing on the green water, shining brightly in the east wind year.
The flowers are bright and jade is covered with snow, and the leaves are warm and golden window smoke.
The beauty has long thought about it, and she feels sad about it.
Climbing the strips to capture the spring scenery, I sent it far away in front of the Dragon Court.