The ancient poems describing Chang 'e are as follows:
Chang 'e by Li Shangyin
With Feng Zhongyun's immortal peak by Wang Yucheng?
Ba Jiu asking for the moon by Li Bai?
"Poem of Moonlight in Longsha" by Liu Xiaowei?
"Thirty-eight Miscellaneous Poems in the Hall of Fan Jingren and Wang Jingyi" by Mei Yaochen?
drinking Alone with the Moon by Li Bai?
August 15th in jathyapple by Du Fu?
"Looking at the Moon on Fifteen Nights" by Wang Jian?
"Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai" by Wang Changling?
Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th Author: Pi Rixiu
Author: Li Shangyin
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually sinking. Chang' e I must regret that I had eaten the elixir at the beginning, now alone, blue sky, and night and night.
Author: Wang Yucheng
The bear's ear is like a bear on the threshold, and the fairy posture is solitary and beautiful. Picking up the wisdom of the guests is pitiful, and the fossil beauty is beautiful. Dressed in neon, the canopy on the horizon will be tailored. Don't laugh in the moon, there should be no trace of drug theft in the ages.
"Ba Jiu asking for the moon" Author: Li Bai
When will there be a moon in the blue sky? I now stop the glass and ask. You can't climb the bright moon. The moon walks with people. As bright as a flying mirror, I am in Dan Que. All the green smoke is extinguished. But see the night from the sea. I'd rather know if I'm going to the clouds White rabbits pound medicine in autumn and revive in spring. Who does Chang 'e live alone with? Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, I took photos of the ancients. The ancients are like running water today. * * * Look at the bright moon. I only hope that when the song is right for the wine. The moonlight shines in the golden bottle.
The magpies fly around the trees. The full moon is not round. Chang 'e can't see it. Guizhi is still hidden. The setting sun moves the shadow of the building. Floating light moves the valley. The horse is sad and blowing. It's cold in the city. Rumor has it that the loom concubine. Worry about clothes list. When the autumn winding is crisp. It's difficult to weave again. I am not happy to fold my eyebrows. Sword dancing is strong for joy. Please thank the customs official. The business is sealed.
Thirty-eight Miscellaneous Poems in the Temple of Fan Jingren and Wang Jingyi are rhymed. Author: Mei Yaochen
When the Emperor gave candles to faint at night, Chang 'e planted cassia twigs with the moon closed. Weigh the high and low, and you will not be separated from your heart. Seeking peace and getting sick is like a pool, and the light cannot be spared. The algae must be moved, and the flame captures the day. Xuanwang acts as a poet in the beautiful court, and Wei Di wears it in the temple of the moon. I look down on the good men for ages, searching for the virtuous men to climb Artemisia and Chenopodium. Who can't spit out the liver, gallbladder and spleen, and waste the drink to produce fat? Yunlong will see the rise of the raccoon, and he will burn it without leaving anything behind. It's a shame for bees to know more when they collect leftovers and cook with joy.
drinking Alone with the Moon by Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring. I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion. I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
"jathyapple on August 15th" Author: Du Fu
The full moon flies to the mirror, returning to the heart to fold the broadsword. Turn the tent and go far, climb the laurel and climb the sky. 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 autumn cents.
"Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" by Wang Jian
The crow in Bai Shu in the atrium, and the osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight, and I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si!
Playing on the Moon in Nanzhai by Wang Changling
lying on a high seat in the south study, we have lifted the curtain-and we see the rising moon. Qing Hui Lian Shui Mu, and flow like a wave on our window and our door. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, altering new to old. Our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song. How about a thousand miles, and yet a breath of orchids comes along the wind.
Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th. Author: Pi Rixiu
Jade-crowned Shanshan got off the moon, and she found something new in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as heaven, but Chang 'e should throw it at people.
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