Ji Zhang
Frosty night,
Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,
The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Drink with the moon
Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
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.
Sigh on the jade steps
Lipper
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Guan Shanyue
Lipper
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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.
Night parking in Wuchang
Lulun
Fog clouds spread far away to see Hanyang City, and the boat drifted away for a day.
Businessmen sleep during the day, know the waves, and boatmen talk at night.
Look at the white hairs on both sides of the two or three Hunan autumn hairs, especially the moon-gazing disc.
But the war left me no legacy, oh, the pain of hearing the drums by the river! !
Night thoughts on terraced towers
Wei Zhuang
A harp sighs all night, with the sadness of wind and rain on its strings.
There is a solitary lamp, a trumpet sound, and on the other side of the platform tower, the moon sets.
The fragrant grass has changed and withered, but I still hope my old friend will come back.
Now that the wild goose has flown south, I have no more messengers to send to him.
Country night
Bai Juyi
In a piece of autumn grass that was grayed by frost, insects were whispering, and everyone around the mountain village disappeared.
I went to the front door alone and looked out at the field. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat field, and the buckwheat flowers were like a dazzling snowflake.
On the evening of August 15, I heard that Mr. Cui was a bachelor of Hanlin. ...
Bai Juyi
The moon is high in the blue sky in autumn, and Lang Jing in Xi 'an is playing in the brig.
Only tonight is good in the middle of the year, and there is no such leisure in the sea.
Hao Seqing, while the list is clear, the light is as deep as nine doors.
I heard that I was drunk and melancholy, but I didn't see Jinbo shine on Yushan.
On the night of August 15, I was forbidden to be alone, remembering Yuan September.
Bai Juyi
The silver platform is golden and gloomy, and acacia is alone in Hanlin.
The new moonlight on the night of March 5, 2000 miles away, is pleasant.
It's cold in the east of Zhu Gong Palace, and the west clock in the bath hall leaks deeply.
Still afraid that the light is different and Jiangling is humble and humid.
Watch the moon near Jinghu Lake on Mid-Autumn Night.
Chen Yu
Looking at the autumn night in the mirror, the lake is horizontal and the moonlight is deep.
When a round pearl enters the pool, a floating magpie surprises the forest.
The light is still broken, but ChanJuan's shadow is not heavy.
Far away, the shore bends, and empty is into the heart.
When the wheels are full, loneliness is not invaded.
If cassia twig can be folded, why not visit it at night?
Play with guests on the evening of August 15.
Bai Juyi
The bright moon is good * * * Only this night, leisure is the east capital.
There are thousands of snows in Songshan, and two pearls in Luoshui.
It is difficult to cherish the scenery in a clear sky, and it is difficult to enjoy it.
Do you know that there will be an annual meeting to remain unfathomable and powerful?
Looking at the moon in the south building
Jiao ran
Every family in jathyapple likes this building.
Clouds are scattered, and willow shadows are scattered in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Thousands of peaks are gradually reflected and separated into thousands of streams.
Whoever sees Guanshan again should worry about it alone.
Visit the house every month
wei yingwu
In the middle of the night, Jia Yue likes to travel together.
The river is half down, and the dew suddenly surprises the autumn.
Scattered colors and sparse trees are divided into clear yuan.
There is no collection of heartbeat and magnificent scenery.
Foreign night
Du Fu
Breeze rippling on the grass bank, a lonely boat.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
If only my art could make me famous. Free my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .