General samples, different stages.
One is in the sky at the moment.
Put on the clothes of an open bird;
She did not spare her kindness,
Her gold and silver are all over the floor.
She didn't forget the glass in the Forbidden City.
Three seas have her beauty.
She jumped out of the clouds and into the tree.
Hiding in the new green vines again.
She is so delicate, so beautiful,
The fish at the bottom of the water is also drunk!
But something's wrong with her,
She always likes to consume small things;
Sometimes there are only stars in the sky,
Without that charming round face,
Although I will come back then,
But this lovesickness is a bit difficult!
What you can't see,
Although not to mention how gorgeous!
She also has a drunken smile,
There is also the exquisiteness of rotation;
She never lets people talk about generosity,
It's a pity that you can't see my garden.
What is precious is her infinite magic,
Often pass my mental wave to Korea:
I like the surge of silver waves,
There are silver bells in the waves accompanied by music;
It's just those ponytail bubbles,
It's better than carving jewels.
A perfect moon,
What's more, it will never be incomplete!
As long as I close my eyes,
She went to heaven!
2. Two moons by Xu Zhimo
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
But it was thrown to the moon at night.
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.
3. The island where the moon rises
Go, the fragrance of the moon.
Dark subway, messy road
The withered branches spread wildly in the city.
-The blood vessels of our lives
Bustling, busy, people come and go.
Take care of each other and hurry
-rotten-rotten cells, each of which is a walking corpse as strong as life.
My past, my future
What is submerged and blooming is the endless sadness of real death.
-falling wings, with dust that I don't know is clean or dirty.
Mom's smile is the sunshine in my life.
Parting lights up the paradise of life;
Lost love, what shall I take with me?
It's my dirty, cold intestines.
Goodbye, my soul.
Leave my fragile body
Go where you belong.
Exile you and let you fly freely
I won't give you a happy hometown.
-Farewell, my dream, my years.
Leave this desolate place of world peace.
Get out of here It is clean and dirty.
Go, go, go.
Dragging dead bodies, looking for the fragrance of the moon.
2. What are the techniques of the moon in modern poems about the moon? Wei Erlun Gray's translation: The moon shines in the forest, the leaves make a sound, the people on the branches, the people in the heart.
The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the shadow of the black willow, and the wind is sobbing at the tip of the willow ... Dream on, it's time. The vast and warm peace seems to be coming from the starry sky. This is a happy moment.
Where the moon rises Author: The island moon rises with the sound of carving, the fish leaps out of blue light, and the piano plays an ancient legend. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, showing wisdom and detachment at night, but casting infinite tenderness at the moon. It was also the window that was wrapped in ice flowers and melted in the dream that was cut by the grandmothers who posted it on the window that night. If that is separation, it is in my young mind. Can I forgive you for being like a fallen leaf? Can I forgive the rudeness of the gale? Can I forgive the years for erasing her? The two crickets stopped making noise. 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 and listen to me sing? Fly into the mountains, fly over the lake to the full moon. Life is a difficult play. There is no light and no sound on the stage surrounded by everyone. The only way to be happy is to sing the song that I forgot my name with my loud voice. So what? The years will continue to separate. In April, it has risen into the air. It turns out that there will be tidal sounds in the lake. What remains unchanged from beginning to end is the full moon, the lack of chrysanthemum in the forest, and the tearful farewell of you and me under the moon. (4) Luo Sheng's Lyrics (1) Love. Pure music and single-minded love converge into a river, and her life is a river of glorious rebirth! Picturesque love is a beautiful spring, and dark red thoughts are piled up in the forest-poetic love is an exciting heartstring. Maybe the beautiful fairy in the forest has read the wish in her heart! (2) The Chrysanthemum Flower God fluttered on the chrysanthemums in a garden by the moonlight of clouds, thinking that the mysterious power in the universe could make time return to a certain night recorded in history. In the same moonlight burning incense and praying, there was a woman with a goose eyebrow, slim and pious, looking up-ah! People are brighter than the moon, and the moon in Diusim's story is far away. My imagination is like a mermaid swimming on the edge of Xinghai.
(3) When the fresh water just melted from the glacier, it was fascinated by freedom. Although it is the son of the mountain, it rushes to the sea, because the sea is immortal water, and a big river runs happily! The company commander can't see the source of its loneliness every day. No matter whether it is rainy clouds or roaring sea breeze tomorrow, today's waves show off their ownership by jumping and rushing. (4) I feel a little sad when you are going on a long trip. I didn't expect it to be a rainy day when you left. We will all embark on a bleak future and prepare for a stormy life. I'll write to you ... I won't ask you if it's quiet or windy on the road. Just ask if you have an umbrella in your hand and a rainbow in the sky ... The moon shines in the boundless night sky, and in the boundless universe, my moon is desolate and small. It seems that in many impossible places, in every window full of books, I am reading it.
Looking at being illuminated also released my dim light. I watched, I was deep in the sky, trying to compete with time and the sea for that empty desire.
But I know very well that the warm flame of human beings is hard to last. In this way, in the starry night, I was thinking about how to convey my feelings and a cold heart to the moon.
I want to say to the moon: I am as eager for dawn as you are. Lonely words overflow from the keyboard to the screen.
I am willing to let the moon taste it. Night bugs clap their hands outside the window, like an old record passing through the collision of magnetic needles.
I heard the smile of the moon in my hesitation to return to the darkness, and the encouragement of the moon made the dream more fragrant. My moon passes through the clouds, and she wants to break the entanglement of the clouds.
Light and diffuse footsteps galloped in the gloom, but I did not forget to draw my thin face with condensed light. Push open the piano cover and let me compose a tune for you.
My spring is lifted under the meteor, and all the flowers and plants will be crazy for you and me. On a quiet night, I looked at the moon.
Your cold and handsome kiss made my heart panic. Ruthless years will ruin our garden, and the paradise I built will become a fantasy.
My dawn will disappear in my old age, whether your face is still bright or not. I know that in your unyielding character, the lover you chase is always the sun.
Countless times looking forward to the moon, looking forward to that round, dreaming of beautifying my same year. Expectation rises from here, and life rises from here.
Hundreds of fantasies, thousands of miles of wind and frost. A story with a string of tears, bitterness, comfort and laughter.
Embrace the aura and Xiaomi in Huang Chengcheng, look at ten thousand buildings, and suddenly get up. Refuse to change the position of the train and face the wind and harmony of the times.
Often to the moon, but to the moon, cautious and melancholy. Moon, near, look up and ask you.
Month, distant, that distant place, relatives, friends, friends ... a glass of wine, for a long time, before falling asleep. Night dreams always show the past.
The voice and smile are always so clear, holding familiar hands and always leaving gently. There are a few more lines on the case, written in tears.
Many famous sentences remain in a corner of the library, and middle-aged men and women are browsing. When they were in tears, the clock indicated that light-yin-passed. The moon palace is far away and always so beautiful.
Crystal clear, big and palace. In the moon palace, the goddess Chang 'e wore the clothes of the moon without rouge and showed it to the world for five thousand years.
Lonely Chang 'e has smooth sleeves, beautiful emptiness, beautiful vastness and beautiful Yining. Sprinkle it on the mysteries and thoughts of the world, and let mankind revel in moonlight and tryst.
Under the moon, the elderly comfort young men and women, and the world is more beautiful. In the autumn wind, Pinyue hangs in the sky of Na Yue, and it seems to be shaking, and it is shaking more and more. Suddenly, it fell down and landed in my cup.
The round and transparent moon is rolling in the cup. Suddenly, the light was shining and the room was red.
This light kept spreading around until it spread to the whole sky and the whole universe ... I woke up from my dream and looked out of the window. It was a crescent moon embedded in the dark blue night sky. I want to take it off, but I have to wait until tomorrow.
On that day, the sunset wrapped in a heat wave left me. The coolness just wandered from the east, and I couldn't help it.
3. The poem about the moon in modern poetry is 1 Wu Zetian-a gift to Hu-a romantic journey away from the clouds.
Li Yan-Hui Hui drifted to Yu Yun, and last month, Xuanhuachi Huaxin. 3 Li Yan Yue Hua is like a flooded palace. Being drunk is an idiot.
4 Li Bai-Yuefu Zaju * Advocating Songs * The Last Time-Walking on the Pavilion Road, the beauty is worried about smoke. 5 Xu Yanbo-Yuefu Zaqu * Chongge * Fang Shu-Xiaoyue pitied Zheng Zhu, and the spring breeze recalled the platform.
6 Wang Bo-Yuefu Zaqu * Advocating Song * Facing Gao Tai-The narrow road is dark and the moonlight is as before. 7 Wang Wei-Blowing a song horizontally * The faucet is near the city gate, and pedestrians in Longli come to play the flute at night.
8 Weng Huhu-blowing songs * leading songs-Lin Ming's halberd was born in the waning moon (note: the pronunciation is the same as "squeezing"), and Pingsha sees cattle and sheep across the water. 9. Chen Ziang-blowing through the Song Dynasty and leaving the fortress-the stars and the moon opened the sky array, and the mountains and rivers camped.
10 Wang Changling-Blowing Song * out of the Great Wall-The bright moon in Qin Dynasty, the Long March people did not return. Du Fu (1 1)-went to John, when will the city be built?
12 later, Du Fu-blowing a song *, filling five songs-the moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely. 13 Yu Yanshou-blowing across the song * folding the willow-the residual flowers are full of spring grievances, and the autumn is cloudy.
14 Lu-Acacia is in Wan Li, and the bright moon hangs alone. 15 Li Bai-Crossing the Wind * Guan Shanyue-The moon is high in the sky and the sea of clouds is boundless.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. 16 Dai Shulun-Cross Blowing Song * Two poems by Guan Shanyue-The moon shines on the mountains, and the autumn wind has not returned.
17 Cui Rong-Chui Ge * Guan Shanyue-Born in the West Sea, windy. Wan Li mountains, the vast expanse.
18 Li Duan-* * Guan Shanyue-* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *.
19 Zhang Ji-Song of Crosswind * Guan Shanyue-Moon is bright. On the mountain, the hoofbeat of pedestrians in the mountain sounded. 20 Li Bai-Blowing Song * Humak Song of Youzhou-If the bow turns to the bright moon, the white goose falls into the clouds.
2 1 Liu Xiyi-Song of Harmony * Eight Songs in the South of the Yangtze River-In the moonlight, trees and birds fly, the wind is too long, and the forest is full of flowers. 22 Cui-Xianghe lyrics * Wang Zhaojun-Looking back at the bright moon, I feel sad, but the full moon is moving.
23 Shangguan Yixiang He Geci * Wang Zhaojun-the fog covers the dressing table, and the wind scares the cicada. 24 Li Hexiang He Ge Ci * Wild Goose Gate is the birthday star-dark clouds crush the city, and Guang Jia spreads the moon.
Li Xia-three poems of peace and resentment-can't see each other's memories, but can be returned by the moon. 26 Li Bai-Song of Harmony * Nagato complained about two songs-Moon lust goes to the long hall, so don't worry about the palace.
27. William Wang-the song of harmony * the resentment of moths and eyebrows-the bead curtain is cold in the north, and the embroidery worker is bright in the south. 28 Li Yixiang's "Harmony with Lyrics * Palace Complaint"-dew wet sunny flowers, palace incense, moonlight songs blowing Zhaoyang.
29 Li Bai-The Song of Harmony * Wu Qiqu-The silver arrow golden pot leaks a lot. At the beginning of the autumn moon, the waves fall on the river, and the east is getting higher and higher. 30 Harmonious Li Hesong Mochow Song-Luo window leans against Yao color, and the waning moon leans against the curtain hook.
3 1 Juyuan Yang-Hege * Dige-Five drums and sinking moon stars, the spring breeze shakes the window and willows. 32 Liu Changqing-Qin Quge Ci * ChristianRandPhillips-Chanjuan Xiangjiang Moon, a thousand years of empty moths and eyebrows.
33 Li Bai-Qin Quge Ci * Chua's Five Alleys * Qiu Si's two poems-When the moon comes out of Yun Lan, cicadas sing in autumn. 34 Wang Yaqin's Quge Ci * Chua's Five Alleys * Qiu Si's two poems-Moonlight crossing the Tianhe River turns wet, magpies surprise autumn leaves and fly frequently.
35 Lu-Qin Qu Song Fu * Yue Ming Yin-Yunjuan Yunshu, Mingyue Liu. 36 Li Bai-Zage * Lang Yuexing-When he was a child, he didn't know the moon, so he was called Bai Panyu.
37 Zhang Chi-miscellaneous songs * return to lead-welcome the moon, floating clouds * * * I return. 38 Yao school-miscellaneous songs * ancient farewell-light cold into the cave, bright moon full of autumn pool.
39 Wang Ya —— Zaju Song * Chunjiang Song —— I don't feel the night when I return, and I will follow people when I leave Puyue. 40 Li Bai-miscellaneous songs * Gong Xing lyrics-more pity on the moonlit night, the maid-in-waiting laughs and hides the hook.
4 1 Linghu Chu-Zage * Gongqu-Moon autumn wind, on the jade hook bead curtain. 42 Li Bai-Miscellaneous Ballad * Song of Sima Jiangjun-The wind blows Gu Yue to steal Zhang Huatai.
43 Shangguan Yichun should arrive at Feiyun Pavilion in the spring, and it is still early at night in Yueming Building. 44. Lu-Li-floating clouds reflect the Dan River, and the moon is full of green hills.
45 Lu-the official of a gifted scholar-bright moon flows and white clouds die in his hometown. 46 Zhang Jiuling-Full Moon Philip Burkart-Moon, full now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time.
Zhang Jiuling-full moon in autumn-clear moon in Jiangcheng, time in Wan Li. 48 Zhang Jiuling —— Cui Shangshu of the Wind and Official Department looked at Nanshan after the rain in the Ming Dynasty —— the night rain and dust were extinguished at the beginning, and the autumn moon hung.
There is a bright moon in Song Wenzhi-Xiashange-Songjian. When can I visit again? 50. Song Wenzhi-This is a blessed and bad day. Kunming pool should do-don't worry about the bright moon, bring your own night beads.
Then, as if on a moonlit night, lovesickness is the same. 5 1 Ouyang Jiong-Jujube-Every time I see it, it hurts people's feelings and intestines.
52 Water God-Moonlight Singing-jathyapple is bright, green waves are empty. 53 Fu Yuan-pregnant with Liu Xiucai on a moonlit night-I miss you alone, but I work hard, and Ruan Sheng sings a dream.
At this time, Xiaoding was silent, and the ancient pagoda was high in the middle of the month. 54. Jiao Ran-seeing Master Guan back to Jinling-How to remember, don't forget love.
The egret sandbar is late, and the Qinglong Water Temple is cold. Banana flowers covered the ground and cinnamon fell from the altar.
Considering this, we should watch it on a moonlit night. 55. Jiao Ran-New Autumn, Xue Yuan is waiting in Baipingzhou on a moonlit night-the wind wins the blue waves and the wind deceives the sweat.
Who talks for three nights, only the autumn before this month. 56 Fazhen-boating on a moonlit night-the west is full of clouds and the south lake is full of moonlight.
When boat people disappear, they lie in Wuling flowers. 57 Li Zhi-Farewell on a moonlit night-Leave people speechless, the moonlight is silent, and the moonlight is affectionate.
Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds. Sun Shi-Thank you for sending wine-Thank you for sending sake to the sad people. It's clear, sweet and smells good.
This is a windy night, with a green window and a cup of spring. 59 Huashan old man-moonlit night-the stream is full of wild flowers.
I don't know when to go and when to come, but I often return to the empty mountains and moons. 60 Liu Jian-Zhong Chun went upstairs-The golden cup does not wash the sorrow, and Jiang Yi remembers his hometown.
Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring, and the wind on the first floor and the moonlit night are bleak. 6 1 Jong Li —— I thought about giving something before I left the museum —— Jiang Tingfu, sober, lingering and hateful.
After the banquet, the romantic night was long. Jong Li-Liu Jun, a scholar who sent books-will have a moonlit night and a waterside pavilion.
Jong Li-Autumn Night Book-Sleeping on the pillow, broken dreams, wandering on the wall (note: reading is the same as "poverty"), moonlit night in the window. 64 Yellow Peach-titled "Living in Chen Shan"-Looking at the temple in autumn on the other side of the castle peak, half a bed smells the bell of the moonlight night.
Wei Zhuang-But I saw a lonely village on a moonlit night, and a cow flute broke people's intestines. 66 Zheng Gu -End-Living- Gone with Times, Lonely on a Romantic Night.
Zheng Gu-seeing off Jinshi Zhao Nengqing and returning to the south-sailing on a moonlit night, water and spring are on the shore. Li.
4. Modern poems about the moon 1, "Broken Chapters"-Author: Bian I saw two moons: general appearance, different phases.
One is now wearing the clothes of a bird that is open in the sky; She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere. She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty among the three seas.
She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine. She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk! But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things; Sometimes I can only see stars in the sky. Without that charming round face, I will still come back then, but it's a little hard to miss! You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is! She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn; She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden! What is commendable is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Korea: I love the surging silver waves, and there are music bells in the waves; Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels.
A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete! As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven! 2, "Two moons"-Xu Zhimo The two moons I saw: general appearance, different phases. One is in the sky at this time, wearing the clothes of a birdman; She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere.
She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty among the three seas. She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine.
She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk! But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things; Sometimes I can only see stars in the sky. Without that charming round face, I will still come back then, but it's a little hard to miss! You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is! She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn; She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden! What is commendable is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Korea: I love the surging silver waves, and there are music bells in the waves; Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels. A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete! As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven! 3, "Tide"-Author: Wang Jiaxin moonlight, the tide of love surging in the sea. The closer the moon is to the earth, the more the seawater stirs up layers of tides and rushes to the beach to search desperately.
The moon blushes-although the sea doesn't gently suck her lips, the sea is only deeply encouraged by the flowing light of the moon, and the snow-white love tide rises in rows and falls in rows-and so on, endlessly, but can't get close to the moon. -The sea knew this and took a beautiful picture of the moon. Quietly take it back to the depths of the sea, like a shell that breeds pearls, put a grain of sand in it and close it tightly, leaving only an eternal mystery to the tide watchers, that is, silence and acquiescence. 4. Moon, Moon-Dai Shulun Moon, Moon, how many clouds are lying under you? Emotions and sorrows, human beings through your form.
Round lack, garden lack, selfish propaganda on the earth, you go, I go, who created it on the earth? In spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything grows by the sun. By night, by night, but let you represent sadness.
The moon is walking in the sky, and I swim under it, living in the long river of years. Always feel the warmth of the moonlight. That night, you were spreading the energy of the sun and illuminating people's hearts. The moon, the moon, has long been known to the world.
The earth is inseparable from the dark forces, but some people tend to shape your cold face and write your sadness on your face without damaging the image of a star. 5, a person's moonlight-Li Ruying's joy in the red moon is getting farther and farther, and the middle of the lake has retreated to the window.
The night wind can't blow the shadow, and a person's city is desolate. Considering the reserves, winter is coming to an end.
Without a toast, the words seem to be thousands of miles away. The flowers on the case want to bloom, just like Xiao Han think of snow.
That mountain has been climbed over again and again. There was no sound when the moonlight fell.
What hurts is not only yesterday, today, but also tomorrow.
5. Complete modern poems describing the moon: 1, Moon 7A68696416fe4b893E5b19E313333931.
-A gift for my granddaughter's sixth birthday.
There are two moons.
One hanging in the sky
One hangs in my heart.
The moon in the sky is clear and bright.
The moon in my heart is smart and beautiful.
The moon is shining in the sky.
The moon in my heart is always by my side.
I like the moon in the sky,
I prefer the moon in my heart.
The name of the moon
It barks loudly.
That sounds great.
Sometimes she goes out with her mother.
I stood at the window and watched.
See the moon in the sky
I saw my little girl.
The moon in the sky is like a boat.
There is a little girl sitting on the boat.
Drift and drift
The moon in my heart is back.
Heavy eyebrows, chubby face.
Laugh in one's sleep
I took off a piece of moonlight.
Put it on her.
2. Happy Moon
Elegant goddess of happiness
Rejected the kindness of the sun
Waiting for night arrival
Join hands with stars
* * * The moment of love
Walking in the breeze and clouds
It was her happiest moment.
Taste the gentle caress of love.
Feel the tenderness of the clouds.
She has long been intoxicated.
She was already elated.
The torrent of love
Make her look beautiful
Shine brightly
Look! this evening
She is wearing a looming wind skirt.
Driving a rolling auspicious cloud
Under the care of the stars
Continue to write a romantic journey
3. "Tonight, there is no moon."
On July 1 1 day, the moon hung high in Japan.
Why leave a dark night?
Noise of doped crickets
Subverting sleepless nights
Follow the idea of the moon
Now it falls and flows into the tree.
Send a weak signal
Pass on the love you can't give up.
Those kisses under the willow tree
Cultivate the values of marriage.
Grow sturdily on fertile soil
Record our footprints
I don't mean to say a word at the moment.
But I cut off the root and the blood flowed into my heart.
The crash was unbearable.
Please forgive me for calling for help at night.
There is no moon tonight.
My love for you is like the night.
Strong and not easy to destroy
Eternal love letter
A modern poem about the moon, Bian's broken chapter, I saw two moons: an ordinary one and a different one.
One is now wearing the clothes of a bird that is open in the sky; She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere. She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty among the three seas.
She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine. She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk! But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things; Sometimes I can only see stars in the sky. Without that charming round face, I will still come back then, but it's a little hard to miss! You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is! She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn; She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden! What is commendable is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Korea: I love the surging silver waves, and there are music bells in the waves; Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels.
A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete! As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven! Xu Zhimo's "Two moons" The moon rises with the sound of a carving returning to its nest, and the fish leaps out of blue light and plays the piano to interpret ancient legends. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, revealing the wisdom and detachment of the night, but they threw themselves at the moon with infinite tenderness. It was also the window that was wrapped in ice flowers and melted in the dream that was cut by the grandmothers who posted it on the window that night. Where the moon rises. Going forward, the fragrant flowers of the moon and the dark subway, and the dead branches of the messy roads spread in the city. The blood vessels we live in are bustling, and vehicles and people take care of each other and rush. The corrupt cells are as strong as the walking dead of life. My past was flooded, blooming endless sadness of real death-falling wings, carrying a dusty mother who doesn't know whether it is clean or dirty. Lovelorn, what else can I sacrifice? It is my heart that is neither cold nor dirty-farewell, my soul leaves my fragile body to go where you should go, exile you and fly freely. I'm not giving you a happy hometown-farewell, my dream, my years leave this quiet and desolate place, leave this clean and dirty place, go, go, drag the immortal body to find the fragrance of the moon.
7. Modern Poetry about the Moon Moon, Moon
How many clouds are there below you?
All human feelings
Humans use your form.
Lack of a garden
Selfish propaganda on earth
You go, I go.
Who created heaven and earth?
spring,summer,autumn and winter
Everything grows on the sun.
Glow at night, glow at night
But let you represent sadness.
The moon is walking in the sky.
I swim at the bottom.
Living in the long river of years
Always feel the warmth of moonlight, that night
You are spreading the energy of the sun.
Illuminate people's hearts
Moon, moon
The whole world has long known.
8. A modern poem describing the moon ★ The curved crescent moon is like a silver boat.
★ The curved crescent moon outside the window looks like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky. ★ The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like barracuda, lively and lovely.
★ The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air. ★ The moon has risen, flushed and dizzy, as if someone had provoked a red lantern from the eastern horizon.
★ The moon has risen, like a freshly dehydrated ice tray with no dust. ★ Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.
★ A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is beautiful. ★ The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.
★ The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.
★ A ray of clear and soft moonlight shines on the windowsill through the window, just like silver plating. ★ The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.
9. There should be more modern poems about the moon, including 1 and broken chapters.
-Author: Bian
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.
The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window,
You decorated other people's dreams.
2. "Two moons"
-Xu Zhimo
I see two moons: ordinary and different.
One is in the sky at this time, wearing the clothes of a birdman;
She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere.
She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty among the three seas.
She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine.
She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk!
But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things;
Sometimes there are only stars in the sky without that charming round face.
Although I will come back then, I am a little reluctant!
You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is!
She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn;
She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden!
What is precious is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Gao Rui:
I love the surge of silver waves and the silver clock with music in the waves;
Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels.
A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete!
As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven!
3. Tide
-Author: Wang Jiaxin
In the moonlight, the sea is full of love.
The closer the moon is to the earth, the more the sea water stirs.
The layers of tide, ah, rushed to the beach and searched painfully.
The moon blushes, but the sea doesn't.
Gently suck her lips, the sea.
Just from Stream of the Moon, I got a deep inspiration.
The snow-white tide of love rises in rows.
A row fell down again,-so back and forth.
Endless, but close to the moon.
This is impossible, and the sea knows it.
So I silently brought the beautiful image of the moon back to the depths of the sea.
Like a pearl shell, put a grain of sand in it.
Then close it tightly, just for tidal observers.
Leaving an eternal mystery is silence and acquiescence.
4. Mid-Autumn Night
-Author: Shu Ting
August Island Mid-Autumn Festival, the banana shakes and the dragon looks familiar.
I didn't know there were "flowers in the morning and evening", just because I've seen more wind and rain in recent years.
When passion brings ten storms, my heart doesn't know where to anchor.
The road has been chosen, and there is no Bai Yutang.
I have never regretted it. People are prone to sleepwalking in the moonlight.
I long for it and know how to be gentle, so that the blood will not flow like this.
It is obviously not enough to rely on the arrogance of twenty-four, but also to have a solid shoulder.
It takes a pair of hands to lean on a tired head.
The most supportive moment, although I understand
Life should be completely sacrificed, and how much should be left to yourself.
There is a lot of sadness.
5. Silent night
-Author: Guo Moruo
The moonlight is faint, hanging over the pine forest outside the village.
White clouds are gathering and a few sparse stars are leaking out.
Where is Tianhe? The sea fog in the distance is blurred.
Afraid of Jiao Ren on the shore?