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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
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.
Night thoughts (Li Bai)
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 was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The night of August 15th (Don 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.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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 and thinking of a distant place (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.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
There is a bosom 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.
On the night of August 15, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
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.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
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.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.
Mid-Autumn 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?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the evening of August 15 last year, 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.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)
It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.
The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.
I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.
Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.
Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?
The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.
In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.
Banquet booth. See apricot flowers in the northbound.
Evonne
Cut the ice gauze, gently fold it several times, and evenly inject fat.
New and beautiful makeup, full of fragrance, ashamed to kill Jolie's ladies-in-waiting.
Easy to wither, more and more, ruthless wind and rain.
Sorrow, ask the courtyard desolate, how many Spring Festival Galas?
With hate, who has a double face, can people talk?
The sky is far away, and there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan. Do you know where the Forbidden City is? Why not think about it?
Besides dreams, I have been there. Without evidence, dreams are new.
lily magnolia
Qian Wei Yan
The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the gate smoke is on the shore.
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears and sadness are broken first.
Feelings are getting late, and the mirror is full of surprises.
I used to hate Fang Zun, but today I'm afraid of shallowness.
Water bag dance
fan zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Yujiexing
fan zhongyan
The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth.
Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away.
Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears.
The residual lamp puts out the pillow [strange branches] to know the taste of solitary sleep.
This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.
Red autumn ear
Zhang Xian
Count [this is a bird] [old bird] and report to Fang Fei.
Cherish the spring and choose the residual red fold, the rain is light and the wind is strong, and the plum blossom is green.
Yongfeng willow, no one is full of snow. Don't pull strings, you can talk about it.
Before the day is old, I can't get rid of my feelings. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside.
After nightfall, the east window is not white, and the solitary light goes out.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Zhang Xian
Mourning Zheng Yi took off "Xiangjiang Qu" and wrote it in blue. The fingers are thirteen strings, and the details will be sent to you.
When the autumn water slows down, the jade column flies. Hit the heartbroken, Chunshan eyebrows low.
Drunk whip
Zhang Xian
Double butterfly embroidered skirt, first meeting at Dongchi banquet. The vermicelli is not deep and uneven, and the idle flowers are light in spring.
Looking closely at all the good things, people are humane. Yesterday, the mountain was in a daze, and when I came, my clothes were covered with clouds.
A little flower
Zhang Xian
Looking at the tall buildings from afar is sad, and the heart of missing is beyond words. When will such a thing end? There seems to be nothing more powerful than love in this world! Sorrow leads to confusion, which is even more strange.
Riding away, the dust continues, where to recognize lang mark? The pool is very stable, a pair of mandarin ducks swim in the water, the north is passable, and there is a boat in the water.
After dusk, painting a ladder across the pavilion is still an oblique moon curtain. With deep resentment, I have repeatedly pondered whether my fate can be like a peach blossom and apricot tree, married to Dongfeng and gone with the wind.
Fairy. At that time, I was a little maid in Jiahe, and I was sick and didn't go to the government meeting.
Zhang Xian
"Water Tune" was drunk and listened to several times, and I woke up drunk in the afternoon. Send away spring, when will spring come back?
Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty. On the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.
Heavy curtains cover the lights, the wind is uncertain, people are quiet first, and the moon is red.
Qingmenyin
Zhang Xian
It was warm at first, then it was light and cold, and the storm came late. Tingxuan was lonely and near Qingming, full of wine, and fell ill last year.
The wind wakes up in the corner of the building and the door is quiet at night. It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall.
Huanxisha
Yan Shu
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone.
Huanxisha
Yan Shu
I've always been young and limited, and it's easy to get out of my body at leisure.
It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.
Qingleping
Yan Shu
Small print means business is average. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out.
The setting sun leans on the west wing alone, and the distant mountain is facing the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward.
Qingleping
Yan Shu
The golden wind is thin, and the leaves fall. When people first taste green and drunk, they sleep soundly at the pillow window.
Lagerstroemia speciosa Zhu Jin flowers, sunset wither. The silverscreen was slightly cold last night.
lily magnolia
Yan Shu
After Hong Yan, the oriole came back and counted thousands of things. When you think about it carefully, life is ups and downs and inextricably linked.
Wen Qin thanked the immortal couple, but he couldn't stay after breaking Se. Don't let the world be intoxicated, but I am sober, don't drink as much as flowers, and let the wine numb my broken heart.
lily magnolia
Yan Shu
The water in the pond is green and the wind is slightly warmer. I remember when Yu Zhen first met. The song has a loud rhyme and a red waist. ?
Under the jade hook column, I wonder if it will be late after getting drunk. At that time, * * * I enjoyed flowers, and now I don't have half of tally.
lily magnolia
Yan Shu
On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off. The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Tasha shop
Yan Shu
Ancestors leave songs, and long pavilions bid farewell. The incense ashes have separated from the face. Living in Ma Yinglin, pedestrians go to the waves.
The painting pavilion disappears, the tall buildings are broken, and the sunset only sends the waves far away. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts.
Tasha shop
Yan Shu
The path is red and thin, fragrant and green, and the high platform is shaded. The spring breeze is not lifted, and it is foggy and chaotic.
The green leaves hide the warbler, the bamboo curtain separates the swallow, and the incense of the stove turns quietly. When a sad dream woke up, the setting sun shone deeply in the courtyard.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Yan Shu
Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan?
Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream.
Feng Xiaoyin
Han Zhen
The lock is endless, unfamiliar, embroidered with people's thoughts, dark beads and dew, weeping and sending round the sign.
The long inspector is in sight, heavier and farther. She is also climbing the castle, but her eyes are erratic.
I lost my soul. After I left the pond, I often walked around, green and jealous. At that time, he took her hand and walked in the catkins of flowers and the green fragrant bacteria.
Zhu Yan changed himself and grew year after year. Travel all over the green fields, travel all over the drunk eyes, and never lose your youth.
lily magnolia
Song qi
Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. The clouds outside the poplar smoke are light, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Long hate less pleasure, willing to love your daughter and laugh? Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
Pick mulberry seeds
Ouyang Xiu
After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, the wolf is ruined, the birds are misty, and the weeping willows are withered.
When all the tourists left, they began to feel the spring sky, put down the curtains and went back to the drizzle.
Complain about one's feelings
Ouyang Xiu
Roll a light cream on the curtain in the morning, and try plum makeup by hand. Each has his own hatred, so the paintings are far away.
Thinking about the past and thinking about the future, lingering fragrance, easy to get hurt. It is the most heartbreaking thing to fold the song before laughing.
Tasha shop
Ouyang Xiu
The waiting hall is full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin with willows and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.
[Li Shihao] Du Tang Fu
At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch. Why are officials angry? Why do women cry? Before listening to his wife's speech: three men are guarding Yecheng. One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead. There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. Sun Youmu didn't go, and he didn't wear clothes in and out. Although an old woman is weak, please come back at night. If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning. The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
[Gui Yuan Tian Ju] Tao Yuanming's Eastern Jin Dynasty
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
[to the frontier] Wang
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Xiao Guan rides it every time, and it is protected in Yanran.
[Seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry] Li Baitang
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
[Tour Shanxi Village] Lu You Song
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
[Long song] Han Yuefu Folk Songs
The sunflower is in the green garden, and the morning dew is waiting for the sun. In spring, Budze, everything is brilliant. I am often afraid of autumn festivals.
The leaves of yellow flowers are rotting. A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.