Hao Yue: Bai Yue. Haohao: describe the appearance as white, noble and shiny.
Bright Moon: A white and bright moon. Jiao Jiao: It's white and bright.
Bright Moon: The white moon. Clear: clean the appearance of the car; In vain; Clear moon; Clear meaning.
Lang Lang Yue Ming: A particularly bright moon. Lang Lang: Shiny appearance.
Welcome Yue Ming: Beautiful Moon. Yingying: Describe clear; Describe good manners; Describe the full expression of emotions, atmosphere, etc. Describe the lightness of movement.
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An ancient poem about the moon: night thoughts.
Author: Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
An ancient poem about the moon: Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
Author: Wang Chaosu
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
An ancient poem about the moon: boating in Guazhou
Author: Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
An ancient poem about the moon: a piece of plum, a fragrant lotus root, and jade in autumn.
Author: Li Qingzhao Song Dynasty
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
An ancient poem about the moon: meet each other late, go to the west building alone without words.
Author: Five Dynasties Li Yu
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.