Late at night, he secretly eavesdropped from his window, and sure enough, he heard Jiao Niang flirting with the servant in the house. Wang Anshi was so angry that he raised his fist and knocked at the door, but then he thought, "I am the prime minister of a country." As the saying goes, it is a pity not to spread abroad. If it gets out, it will not make everyone laugh. " Thought of here, he sighed, turned around and left, only to bump into a big tree in the yard. . Looking up, he saw an old crow's nest in the tree. He had a brainwave, took a bamboo pole and stabbed it several times in the tree. The crow flew away screaming, and the servant in the house hurried away from the back window.
Wang Anshi pretended not to know. In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived. Wang Anshi wanted to persuade Jiao Niang euphemistically by drinking and enjoying the moon, so he invited her to the flower pavilion to enjoy the moon. After three rounds of drinking, Wang Anshi said, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it's no fun to drink empty wine. How about I recite a poem and you help the wine correctly? " Jiao Niang readily agreed. Wang Anshi took the opportunity to say:
Sunrise comes from the east, turns to the east,
Crows don't poke with bamboo poles.
Flowers sleep with cotton silkworms in their arms,
Leave the dried ginger and listen outside.
Jiao Niang is a smart and talented woman. Needless to say, she has tasted poetry. She thought, "flowers are a metaphor for me. Cotton silkworms refer to servants and dried ginger refers to prime ministers." My servant and I are listening to whispers about cheating ... "She blushed at the thought. What shall we do? She had a brainwave, knelt in front of her husband and replied:
Sunrise from east to south,
You've been talking for a year.
Adults can't see little people,
The prime minister can punt in his stomach.
Wang Anshi wanted to force my concubine to tell the truth and give him a good scolding in the name of drinking and reciting poems, but he didn't know that Jiao Niang could make him more angry. On second thought, I think I am in my prime, and so is my beautiful mother. I can't totally blame her, so I'd better kill two birds with one stone. After the festival, Wang Anshi gave my concubine two thousand pieces of silver to live with her servants and stay away from home. After the news spread, people admired Wang Anshi's generosity, and the phrase "the prime minister can punt in his stomach" became a beautiful talk and a folk saying.
2. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival: Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry (Tang) Li Puhao's eyes rose to the sky, and the clouds were silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
"Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.
"Water Tune Song Tou" (Song) Su Dongpo was drinking happily in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! 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.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's twilight clouds were full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turned to the tracts. This life is not a long night, where to see the bright moon next year. "Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turned into a golden wave, flying the mirror and grinding it again.
Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi.
Human nature is clearer. Taiwanese folk song: "Mid-Autumn Thoughts" looks at geese alone, and misses mink for a thousand dollars; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.
My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea. "Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" stars are thin and the moon is cold and easy to get rid of the Milky Way, and everything is silent. Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.
"Suffering" is late at night, the moon is high and the day is high, and it is silent; Sleepy eyes, like a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart; Suffering is like burning the heart of a king. Mid-Autumn Poetry-Han and Wei Poetry 1, an ancient poem: The bright moon shines at night, which promotes 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: moonlight, moonlight, according to 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.
3, complaining about new songs, 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: The bright moon rises from Tiantai Mountain in Guan Shanyue and is shrouded in an infinite 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: Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink the bright moon alone, and I drink it alone. No one is with me.
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: The ancient waves go to the moon and don't know the moon. It's called Bai Panyu. 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 peaceful.
The moon has been lost, and there is nothing to see except to walk away. Sad to the heart! 4. Li Bai: Think about the bright light at the foot of my bed. Will it have frosted? At night. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
5. Liu: The moonlit night is deeper and the moonlight is half-baked, and Beidou is dry in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
6. Li Shangyin: The shadow of Chang 'e mica screen is deep, 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: On the moon pool, by the bridge, 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: When the moon crosses the building and touches the ground, Tibetans take trees far away.
Without emptiness and melancholy, the primary desire may not be round with love. 9. Du Fu: On August 15th, the full moon in jathyapple flew into the mirror and returned to the heart to fold the broadsword.
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: On the night of August 15th, when I was playing in Taoyuan, I saw the moon in the dust, and my heart was idle. The situation 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: On the night of August 15th, I watched the moon in the pavilion. On the night of August 15th, the year before last, I was 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: On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, Gui Ziyu gave birth to a full moon, and she made a new discovery in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. 13. Du Fu: A vagrant heard the drums that predicted the battle and remembered my brothers in the moonlight night. The first call of a wild goose from 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: The moon is at sea now. Looking at the moon, I think of a distant place, and the horizon is * * * at this moment.
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: At the beginning of the frosty month, you can hear the sound of geese without cicadas, and a hundred feet of water meets the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. 16. Meng Haoran: In the autumn night, the moon hangs in the autumn 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 Poetry-Song Poetry 1. Get together at the beginning of autumn night.
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.
Osmunda japonica is not allowed to stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant.
Color clouds are easy to disperse, glass is fragile, and there is trouble 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.
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3. Are there any poems about enjoying the moon during the Tenth Five-Year Plan period? 1, watch the moon in autumn.
Ming Dynasty: Yuan Chonghuan
After the war, the pen array was closed, and visitors did not feel the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In the Ming Dynasty, it was 3,000 yuan for Yinhan, and in the Song Dynasty, it broke the twelfth floor of Golden Wind.
Bamboo leaves like to add heroism, and osmanthus flowers are inserted in teenagers' heads.
Chang 'e must know what people want. She won't let me travel without the moon.
Step 2 enjoy the moon
Song dynasty: Yu GUI
There is no cloud in the sky and no dust on the ground.
June is complete, and the white jade is bright.
Ancient and modern with this month, according to the sky.
The night before the bath is long and the wind is full of dew.
Clear the shadow into the window and talk with the heart.
What you owe is a bottle of wine, but what you lack is a piano.
It's a pity to be at the seaside in such a good moonlight.
Idiot in charge of official business, mentally exhausted.
No new moon, no entertainment, no frequency.
Poetry is stirring tonight, and fishermen are singing wildly.
It's just that for Judah, the situation is relatively close to each other.
3. "Enjoy the moon with friends in the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
The sea fog is like washing, and the autumn sun is like fainting.
There is no doubt about the night light, and there is no doubt about it.
Sit before sweeping the wind, stay and respect later.
Bitter songs should last until dawn, and I think about the situation.
4. What are the poems that invite people to enjoy the moon? 1. Yuan Yin Zhiping's "A section of the Longmen River in Wushan, enjoying the moon with the elderly"
The stream is frosty and the mountain flowers are fresh. Good friends * * * enjoy the jade toad circle.
The high-level meeting was full of joy. Wan Li West Lake. Simple and clear.
Tonight is exactly three years later. Muddy as a sleepwalker.
2. Song Sun Jie's Ding, Autumn Night, Moonlight Like Mid-Autumn Festival, Thinking and Looking at Nanyang Moon.
Mr. Chibi pays tribute on the boat, and Laozi sings in Baihuazhou. The ancients failed this bright moon, so what should I do today?
Who will grind Jasper Wan Li when it's raining all night? The ice tray emerged silently from the bottom of the sea, rippling six rivers and giving birth to golden waves.
In early autumn, you will have a wonderful time, and you can borrow more light in August. God has given me priceless beauty, and drinking is not shameful.
Life depends on the full moon, and a hundred years of cold and summer flies. However, the two have lived on the moon for a long time, and their fame has been continuously flowing.
Dreams can't be chased with wings. Imagine the scenery is empty. There is no such thing as a flute, flute, flute.
5. Happy Poems about Moon Appreciation in Mid-Autumn Festival The 15th day of the eighth lunar month is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival in China and the second largest traditional festival in China after the Spring Festival. August 15th is in the middle of autumn, so it is called Mid-Autumn Festival. The ancient calendar in China called August in the middle of autumn "Mid-Autumn Festival", so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called "Mid-Autumn Festival".
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is bright. The ancients regarded the full moon as a symbol of reunion, so August 15 was also called "Reunion Festival". Throughout the ages, people often describe "joys and sorrows" as "the moon is full and the moon is absent", and the wanderers living in other places rely on the moon to express their deep affection. Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote poems such as "Looking up, it's moonlight, then leaning back, suddenly thinking about hometown", "Knowing that the dew is frost tonight, the moonlight at home is bright!" Du Fu's "Spring Breeze is Green in Jiang Nanan" and Wang Anshi's "When Will the Moon Shine on Me" in the Song Dynasty are all timeless masterpieces.
Mid-Autumn Festival is an ancient festival, and it is an important custom to offer sacrifices and enjoy the moon. Ancient emperors had a social system of offering sacrifices to the moon in spring, and folks also had the custom of offering sacrifices to the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Later, it was more important to enjoy the moon than to sacrifice it, and serious sacrifice turned into light entertainment. The custom of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival prevailed in the Tang Dynasty, and many poets wrote poems about the moon in their masterpieces. In the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, Yue Bai's court and folk activities to enjoy the moon were even larger. So far, there are many historical sites in China, such as Yue Bai Altar, Moon Pavilion and Moon Tower.
The "Moon Altar" in Beijing was built during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, and was used for royal sacrifice to the moon. Whenever the moon rises in the Mid-Autumn Festival, a box is set up in the open air, with moon cakes, pomegranates, dates and other fruits on the console table. After Yue Bai, the family sat around the dining table, chatting while eating and enjoying the bright moon. Now, the activities of offering sacrifices to the moon in Yue Bai have been replaced by large-scale and colorful activities of enjoying the moon by the masses.
6. 10 ancient poems about the moon, 1, Tang Li Bai thinks at night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
2. Moonlit Night by Don Liu
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.
The night is still deeper, and the moonlight only illuminates half of the family, and the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, so is Nandou. I didn't know that spring was coming until tonight, because you heard the insects chirping outside the screen window reflected by leaves, and it was the first time to reach home.
3. Zhu Author Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
4. Meng Haoran's "Jiande Night Sleeping".
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Docking the ship on a small smoky continent, at dusk, new worries appeared in the guests' minds. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
5. Frost Moon by Tang Shangyin
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. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
As soon as I heard the chirping of geese traveling to the south, the chirping of cicadas disappeared. I climbed up a 100-foot-high building, looking as far as I could, and the water and the sky met. In the middle of the month, the frost goddess Qingnv and Chang 'e are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and beautiful in the cold and frost.
6. Tang Li Bai's Midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Moonlight in Chang 'an, thousands of families make clothes. The autumn wind blows clothes, and everyone misses the border guards. When can I quell the border war and let my husband end his expedition?
7. Shi's "Yangguanqu Mid-Autumn Festival"
The Mid-Autumn Festival is called Xiao Qin Wang, and when it enters the cavity, it is Yangguanqu. 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?
As night falls, the clouds are exhausted, the human world is full of cold, the milky way is silent, and the bright moon is idling, as white as a jade plate. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly covered by clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really hard to get! But where shall I go to enjoy the moon next Mid-Autumn Festival?
8. Wang Tangjian's "Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
The mid-autumn moon shines in the yard, and the ground seems as white as a layer of frost and snow. The birds in the tree stopped making noise and fell asleep. Late at night, the cold autumn dew quietly wet the osmanthus in the court. The bright moon is in the sky tonight, and people are enjoying the moon. I wonder whose home is the vast Qiu Si?
9. On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
The sand in front of Yuele Peak is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows, and all people look at their hometown overnight.
10, remitter by Tang
Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
I came to Xie Jia vaguely in my dream, wandering under the railing of a small cloister. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.
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There are many poems about the moon in various places, and there are many famous articles: either depicting its graceful and charming posture, or expressing the feelings of lovesickness and parting, or sentimentalizing its life experience and suffering from displacement, or pouring out its broad-minded and chic mind, or pinning its ambition to help the world and serve the country, or expressing its thoughts on the universe and social life.
7. When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. (Su Shi)
This sentence should be the most famous poem about enjoying the moon and drinking.
This word was written by the author during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Song Shenzong on 1076 (the ninth year of Xining). Su Shi begged for freedom and served as an official everywhere because of his different political views from Wang Anshi, a political reformer in power. He once asked to be transferred to a place near Su Zhe to be an official, so that his brothers could get together more. In A.D. 1074 (the seventh year of Xining), Su Shi knew Mizhou. After arriving in Michigan, this wish still cannot be realized. On the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1076, the moon was in the sky and Yin Hui was everywhere. After the poet and his younger brother Su Zhe broke up, they haven't been reunited for seven years. At this moment, the poet is facing a bright moon, and his heart is full of ups and downs, so he wrote this famous article at the height of wine.