1. Poems about the night
Poems about the night 1. Poems about the middle of the night
(1) Su Yeshi’s mountain house is waiting for Ding Da to arrive. (Meng Haoran) The setting sun reaches the west ridge, and the ravines are suddenly dim.
The pine moon is growing in the cool night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds. The woodcutter has returned to his homeland, and the smoke and bird habitats have settled down.
The son comes in time, and Guqin waits for Luo Jing. Happy rain on a spring night (Du Fu) A good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. The wind sneaks into the night, moistening things silently. The clouds on the wild paths are dark, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. At dawn, I look at the red and wet places, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. Travel Night Shuhuai (Du Fu) There is fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, and the boat is alone at night with dangerous rafts.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. Isn't it famous for writing articles? Officials should retire due to old age and illness.
What does Piao Piao look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth. Zhongnan Bieye (Wang Wei) was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and he came to Nanshan in his later years.
Every time you come or go alone, you will know your victory in vain. Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.
I happened to visit Lin Sou, and we chatted and laughed for a long time. Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. Miscellaneous Poems (Shen Quanqi) After hearing about the Huanglong garrison, they refused to disband the troops for many years.
Poor Guiliyue, she grew up in the Han family camp. The young woman is in love with spring today, and her husband had sex last night.
Who can use the flag and drum to capture Dragon City? Next, at the foot of Beigu Mountain (Wangwan), you will pass outside the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can I get the hometown letter? Return to Yanluoyang.
Nostalgia for the past at night in Niuzhu (Li Bai) Niuzhu Xijiang night, there is no cloud in the blue sky; I board the boat and look at the autumn moon, remembering General Xie in the sky. I can also chant loudly, but this person cannot hear it.
In the Ming Dynasty, sails and mats were hung, and maple leaves fell one after another. Moonlight Night (Du Fu) The moon is in Yanzhou tonight, and I can only watch it alone in my boudoir.
I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.
Whenever I lean on the empty canopy, my eyes shine with tears stained by the dry moon, and I recall my brother-in-law (Du Fu) holding a drum to cut off the people's walk, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Send Li Shijun (Wang Wei) to Zizhou, where thousands of valleys have towering trees and thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees.
The Han women lost their banners and cloth, and the Ba people sued for their taro fields. Wen Weng turned over professors and did not dare to rely on sages.
At the end of the year, he returned to Nanshan (Meng Haoran). He wrote a letter to Beique Xiu and returned to Nanshan to my hut. If you don't know your talent, you will give up. If you are sick, you will lose friends.
White hair prompts old age, and green hair prompts the end of the year. I can never sleep with my sorrow, the pine moon night window ruins.
Staying in Tonglu River and sending me an old trip to Guangling (Meng Haoran). The mountains are dark and the ape is sad, while the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind rumbles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on a lonely boat.
Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels. I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea.
Rewarding for the journey to Yanqiu night, I saw a gift immediately (Han Hong). The long mat is facing the wind early, and the empty city is filled with moonlight. There is a wild goose in the autumn of the star river, and thousands of families are at night with anvils and pestles.
The festival time should be late, and the heart time should be lying on credit. I have always recited beautiful sentences, but I didn't realize that I was already singing crows.
An old friend from Jiangxiang gathers in a guest house (Dai Shulun). The autumn moon is full again, and the city tower is full of night. We also held a meeting in Jiangnan, where we encountered each other in dreams and doubts.
The windy branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold insects. The captain of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.
Yunyangguan and Han Shensu (Sikong Shu) are old friends separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times. When we first see each other, we are confused and confused, and we feel sad about each other's years.
The solitary lamp shines in the cold rain, and the deep bamboos are dark with smoke. There is even more hatred for the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that leaving the cup and cherishing the ***.
Zhangtai Night Thoughts (Weizhuang) The clear wind and rain are mournful in the distant night. The lonely lamp hears the corner of Chu, and the waning moon descends from Zhangtai.
The fragrant grass has faded away, but the old friends have a different future. You can't send letters to your hometown. In autumn, the wild geese return south.
Qu. After you have brushed away the dust from the carriage, I am in charge of the East Gaosu. Farewell poem to Shen Ji's room at night (Fan Yun) The night atmosphere is clear with the osmanthus water, and the morning clouds are clear in the Chu Mountain. The autumn wind resents the two villages, and the autumn moon separates thousands of miles away. The cold branches are peaceful** *Collect, the frost ape travels and hears alone. The moonlight suddenly leaves me, and I win the laurel and think of the king. Looking at the poem of the Weaver Girl (Fan Yun), the waterside is filled with pity, and the sky is self-pitying every night. I will not hesitate to suffer, but the river cannot be filled. Every inch of love is heavy Tie, one heart hangs in thousands of places. I wish to be a pair of blue birds, sleeping in front of the bright mirror. Staying in the Mansion (Du Fu) in the clear autumn, the shogunate well is cold, and I stay alone in the river city with a wax torch. The trumpet sounds sadly to itself in the eternal night, who can see the beautiful moonlight in the sky? The wind and dust are passing by, the music and books are gone, the pass is in depression and the land is in trouble.
I have endured ten years of being lonely and forced to move to a safe place. While boating in the middle of the Yangtze River (Zhang Yanshi) after the rain, a foot of mud invaded the poles, and the fallen cattails and willow trees filled the door.
In the dream, I heard the sound of a broken corner, and looked at the new trend and the old traces. Fish and salt are everywhere in the market, and every family is raising children and grandchildren.
Moreover, an edict was issued to widen the people's power. Three coins for a fight of rice is not worth mentioning. Ge Ye (Du Fu) At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, the sky is frosty and snowy, and the sky is cold.
The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and solemn, and the shadow of the Three Gorges Galaxy is shaken. Thousands of families cried in the wild when they heard about the war, and fishermen and woodcutters sprang up in several places in Yige.
The crouching dragon and the leaping horse end in the loess, and the human affairs news and books are lonely. Returning to Lumen Folk Song at night (Meng Haoran). The bells of the mountain temple are ringing. It is already dark, and the fishermen are noisy as they scramble to cross the ferry.
People followed the sand road to Jianggu, and I also took a boat back to Lumen. The moonlight at Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.
The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going. From Xiakou to Yingzhou, I looked at Yueyang at dusk, where it originated from Zhongcheng (Liu Changqing), and Tingzhou had no waves and no smoke, and Chu Ke's lovesickness became increasingly dim.
The sunset in Hankou is like a dodo, and the autumn water in Dongting stretches far into the sky. The lonely city has a cold ridge behind it and the trumpets are blowing, and the alone garrison is lining the river and the boat is moored at night.
Jia Yi wrote a letter to express his concern for the Han Dynasty, and he was banished to Changsha for the pity of ancient and modern people. In the evening, the clouds in Ezhou (Lulun) opened and Hanyang City was far away, just like a solitary sail.
Traders sleep during the day and know the waves are calm, while boaters talk at night and feel the tide rising. Sanxiang is worried about the autumn colors on the temples, and faces the bright moon when returning from thousands of miles away.
The old business has been wiped out with the battle, and it is even more worthy of the sound of drums and whistles on the river. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's stars and last night's wind, west of the painting building and east of Guitang.
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.
I listened to the drums to answer the official questions, and walked around Malantai. Untitled One (Li Shangyin) Comes with empty words and disappears without a trace, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs.
The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry out, and the book is hastened to become ink. The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being so far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan. Staying on the Jiande River (Meng Haoran) moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival.
In the wild sky and low trees, Jiang Qingyue is close to me. I sit alone in the Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei), playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
On an autumn night, I sent it to Yuan Qiu (Wei Yingwu). It is an autumn night, and I take a walk and sing about the cool weather. The pine nuts are falling on the empty mountain, and the lonely people should not be sleeping.
Ge Shu Ge (Xi Xiren) The Big Dipper is high, Ge Shu carries a knife at night. I haven't dared to cross Lintao until now.
The owner of Furong Mountain (Liu Changqing) stayed at Furong Mountain during the snow. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the white house is poor in the cold weather. He heard dogs barking at Chaimen, and returned home on a windy and snowy night. Under the song (Lulun), the moon is full of black geese flying high, alone He was escaping at night. He wanted to chase the Qingqi away, but the heavy snow covered his bow and sword. He blocked the dark grass in the Qu (Lulun) forest and was frightened by the wind. The general drew his bow at night. I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
Stay overnight in the mountain temple (Li Bai). The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. You dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens. The resentment on the jade stairs (Li Bai.
2. Sentences to describe the night
Words include: The night is completely silent, the night is dark, the rain is tight, the night is quiet, the night is as cold as water, the moon, the stars are sparse, the night is gloomy, the night is low, the night rain knocks on the window, and night falls. The night is dark, the night is quiet, the earth is sleeping, the lights are bright, it is late at night, the night is shrouded in darkness, the night is all night long, the night is gloomy, thousands of lights are on, the night is charming, the night is soft, the long night is quiet and elegant, the night is deeper and long, the night is brighter, the lights are rising, the night is hazy, the night curtain is hanging, and the night is late, people are quiet. Ancient poems include: Night mooring on the maple bridge in Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jiyue falls The sky is filled with crows and frost, and Jiang Feng and the fisherman sleep in sorrow. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Suzhou, the midnight bell rings for the passenger ship. Then visit Yuzhi, Suzhou, to see Xu Hun's tall phoenix leaves under the leaves of the Tang Dynasty in early autumn, passing through the long corridor of his old residence. Pass through the blue window and drink tonight, the rain dims the red walls last year's book. The dew on the jade pond is cold, the hibiscus is shallow, the Qiong tree is high in the wind, and the sedge is sparse. Tomorrow, hang up the sail and go further east, the immortal should laugh like a perch. Crossing the Wujiang River in Tang Du Mu's Pavilion is sparsely populated at night Longer, the trees in the distance of Gusu City are green. The rivers and lakes are ebbing and the tall buildings are far apart. The rivers and Han Dynasties are returning to the cool palace in autumn. The moon is turning and the magpie shadows are moving, and the low red grass is wet with fluorescent light. The poets in the literary garden should think more and don't get drunk and sing. Covering the Flower Hall. The passages include: Time always passes; the sun always sets; night always comes. However, night - finally came. I saw the darkness outside the window, The world is already dark. If, if it were not for the street lights, store lights and lights in the buildings - I think - the world would be really dark. The lights are on, and our road is no longer bumpy. See that The winding road is crooked, but after all, it is not within reach of people. Late at night, the angel came quietly, filling the world with a beautiful legend. However, I discovered that the light on the angel will last forever. It doesn’t stop. I am your angel, and you are also that angel. The halo on my head represents purity. The night is desolate. I stood in the room, looking out the window, and couldn’t help but feel creepy. Although there are many angels, However, there are also many demons. Why should people close the door when sleeping at home? Why should I buy a door lock no matter where I buy it? It's because the demon's attack power is really too great. I know the magic between heaven and earth, but why are there demons in this magical world? As an angel, I am still immature. How should I protect our home? I don't have any magic power. Oh, no, I have magic power, I know knowledge, I can see the sun rise and fall. The night is very quiet, and I fly alone in the sky boredly. Sometimes, I sit on my stool - —On the crescent moon, I admire the beautiful scenery on the earth. The crescent moon is curved. It was so good when I played with my friends in those days. The dark universe is unforgettable for me. I can’t help but have wonderful imagination about it. Watching the cicadas on the trees The insects chirped, and I suddenly felt how happy I was. The mood disappeared, and I suddenly saw a bright spot, so eye-catching, that it has been lingering in my eyes. Now I understand, that is - I can't explain it yet. , it just felt very dazzling, I was still observing there, and before I knew it, I fell asleep, nestled in the arms of the moon, so warm. In my dream, I quietly said to myself - Come on! You can also refer to the composition website: Night fell on the earth. I stood in front of a wooden fence and looked up at the sky. In the semicircle moon, I saw one part bright and one part dark. There was a blue halo tightly surrounding the moon. .Looking away from the bright moon, I discovered that there are countless stars in the sky far away from the bright moon. They are like shining diamonds, some emit dazzling golden light, and some emit a faint white light. Some of them are scattered in all directions. , some are densely clustered, how beautiful and spectacular the sky is decorated by them! The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and my figure standing silently seemed taller. Behind me, a long green vine was coiled on the fence, which led to many morning glory. Under the wooden fence, a patch of unknown small flowers bloomed freely. Flowers, red, yellow, pink, and white, reflected the moonlight, making them even more exquisite and lovely. The autumn wind blew by, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed and hit my nostrils. Everything was in the quiet night, but I seemed to hear There was a burst of elegant wind music... Could it be that the morning glory on the green vine was praising this charming moonlit night? .
3. Poems describing the evening
Verse 1: The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.
Full text of "Deng Le Yu Yuan" written by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty: Xiang Wan felt unwell and drove to Gu Yuan. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
Definition: In the evening, I felt unhappy and drove up to Guyuan in my car. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s close to dusk.
Verse 2: The sunset is getting dusk through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. Source: "Spring Resentment" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty. Full text: The sun sets through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears.
Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed. Definition: The sunlight outside the screen window fades away, and dusk gradually falls; I lock the beautiful house, and no one can see my sad tears.
The courtyard is empty and lonely, and the spring scenery is about to pass; pear blossoms are falling all over the ground, and the door is closed tightly without any thought. Verse 3: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.
Full text: Source: "Shengchazi·Yuanxi" written by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty. Full text: On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Explanation: On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.
Verse 4: Wild grass and flowers beside the Bird Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Bird Clothing Lane. Source: "Crow Clothes Lane" written by Liu Yuxi in the Tang Dynasty. Full text: Wild grass and flowers are growing beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Bird Clothes Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Interpretation: The deserted place beside Zhuque Bridge is overgrown with wild grasses and wild flowers, and the broken walls and ruins at the entrance of Wuyi Alley are just the setting sun. In the Jin Dynasty, the purple swallows that were in front of the hall of Xie An's family were now nesting and flying into the homes of ordinary people.
Verse 5: The setting sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. Source: "The Clear Sand·Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty. Full text: Withered vines and old trees, crows dim, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, old roads with westerly winds and thin horses. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Interpretation: Looking from afar, the crows at dusk are looking for old trees with dead vines to rest on. Looking closer, there are people living beside the small bridge and flowing water. In front of them, there is only a skinny horse carrying a wandering wanderer. , walking slowly on the ancient autumn road. Looking at the sunset, the afterglow has already faded to the west, and the wandering wanderers are still wandering around the world.
4. Sentences describing night scenery
[Sentences describing night scenery] Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the preciousness and attractiveness of life. Sentences describing night scenery .The spring morning dyes the hope in the heart and inspires the enthusiasm of life. The sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars are like glittering gold scattered on this coarse cloth. Under the bright starry sky, crickets float in the breeze and chirp. Listen to the stars. At night, it is like a light cyan curtain covering the bank of the Huangpu River. In the night sky, the moon is dim, the stars are sparse, and the whole earth seems to have fallen asleep. People are quiet at night, and everything on the earth has fallen asleep. Nightfall It has arrived, and the bright mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, pouring its light as clear as flowing water onto the vast land. The night has wiped out the last ray of the setting sun, and the night is like a velvet curtain in a theater, slowly falling. The night It's so charming. The little blue stars in the sky are blinking mysteriously, so far away from us. The fireflies are like little green stars flowing in the night. The moonlight shines on the sparkling sea. On the sea, the reflection of the stone is reflected on the sea surface. The stars blink happily on the side. This is a characteristic of winter nights. The sky is bright and the ground is dark, as if the cold air has blocked the light. Middle school students' composition "Sentences Describing Night Scenery" 》.------------------------------------------ "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. The spring river tide is even to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no spring river anywhere. The moon is bright. The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet. The frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. There is no dust in the river and sky, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life has been endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don’t know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are passing slowly, and there is no sorrow on the green maple. Who is going to be a boatman tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon is wandering upstairs, it should be shining on someone's dressing mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled away, and the brush on the clothes anvil comes back. At this time, we look at each other and don't hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The wild geese can't fly away. Time, fish and dragons dived and jumped into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond. It was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of the spring. The spring flow in the river was gone, and the moon fell in the river pond and turned to the west again. The slanting moon was sinking in the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads were endless. I don’t know. Several people returned by the moon, and the falling moon shook the trees all over the river with love.