Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Ask why you are suicidal, and how many months can you get together a year? Willow looks like silk at first glance, so the garden is in late spring. Spring can't come back, and two oars separate the pine flowers. The old story was driven away by the cold wave, and the crying and hatred have not disappeared.
Xiang Ling Yong Yue (3)
Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin
No one can hide the brilliance of the moon. Her beautiful figure is beautiful and her texture is much worse. Yi Dao's voice came from the vast Ye Yuan, and the rooster crowed at night to stop the waning moon from hanging in the horizon. Wanderers in Qiu Jiang are more melancholy when they listen to the flute, and the young woman upstairs leans against the railing at the end of the night. Lonely Chang 'e couldn't help asking in the Moon Palace: What caused people not to reunite forever?
Pu Tian le Yong Shi
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Mingshan
Luoyang flowers, to the moon garden, good flowers should not hesitate to buy, the moon should not hesitate to buy. Watching the flowers bloom and fall, according to the flowers bloom and fall, why are you so happy to raise your glass? The moon is full of flowers, and the most bitter thing in life is to leave. Flowers fade after the third spring, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missed in February. People have left, when can they come again?
crescent
Tang dynasty: Miao's son
The crescent moon, like a bow, is clearly hanging in the sky before half a circle. People should not underestimate that it is like a curved eyebrow. By the evening of 15, it will reunite, perfect and light up the world.
Picking mulberry seeds, hating the king is not like Jiang Yue.
Song Dynasty: Lv Benzhong
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people. Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.
There are the following:
Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
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.
When is the bright moon,
I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in heaven,
What year is tonight?
I want to go home in the wind,
I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,
It's too cold at the top,
Dance to see the shadows,
What is it like?
Zhuge,
Low-level families,
Take a sleepless photo.
There should be no hatred,
What road is there to go?
People have joys and sorrows,
The moon is cloudy and sunny,
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
Wish people a long time,
Thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan.
Selected Mid-Autumn Poems:
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.
August 15th, jathyapple.
Du Fu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
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.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!
Nanzhai Wan Yue
Wang Changling
Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
Festival moon
Su Shi
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?
Festival moon
Miracle
The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
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.
Ye Si
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.
moonlit night
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.
Chang'e
Li shangyin
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, 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.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on 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.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
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.
Frost moon
Li 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.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.
Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon
meng haoran
Autumn moon hangs in the 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 Festival Waiting for the Moon
Lu guimeng
It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni
Yuan Haowen
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
Play the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th.
Liu Yuxi
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love 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.
Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.
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.