2. Poems and ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Poetry about saving grain 1. Ancient grain-saving poems
Ancient poems about saving grain:
1, "sympathy for farmers"
Don Li Shen
In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.
2. "Compassion for farmers"
Don Li Shen
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows every grain of Chinese food is hard!
3. Fishermen on the river
Fan Zhongyan in Northern Song Dynasty
People who come to the river often only love perches. You see a boat, going in and out in the storm.
4. Two epic poems, the second part
Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
Looking at the countries and families of former sages, they became thrifty and extravagant.
Why amber is a pillow, and real pearls are cars.
If you don't meet Qinghai horses far away, it will be difficult to pull out the snakes in Shushan.
Several people sang songs in the south, and finally Cangwu cried for Cui Hua.
5, "Su Xun Shu Jia"
Tang Libai
I stayed in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I felt very depressed and lonely.
The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night.
The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight.
I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it.
It is difficult for a gentleman to be frugal.
6. "Look at the wheat cutting"
Tang Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
2. Complete works of ancient grain-saving poems
The poem "Saving Grain" is as follows:
Minnong
(Tang)
Weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped down the soil.
Who knows the food on the plate,
Every grain is bitter.
Precautions:
1. Unfortunately: Unfortunately.
2. Hoe: Use a hoe to loosen the soil around the seedlings.
Brief analysis:
This poem is about the hardships of labor, and the fruits of labor are hard to come by. The first and second sentences, "When weeding at noon, sweat drips down the soil", depict farmers still working in the fields under the scorching sun at noon. These two poems choose a specific scene and vividly describe the hardships of labor. With these two specific descriptions, the sighs and warnings in the third and fourth sentences, "Who knows that every grain is hard", are freed from the empty and abstract preaching and become flesh-and-blood and far-reaching proverbs.
About the author:
Li Shen (772-846), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was born in the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty (772) and his ancestral home was in Bozhou, Anhui. My father, Wu Li, served as the county magistrate of Jintan, Wucheng (now Xing Wu, Zhejiang) and Jinling (now Changzhou), came to Wuxi with his family and settled in Meritori (now Changfu Village, Dongting, Wuxi County).
3. What are the famous aphorisms and ancient poems about "loving grain" and "saving grain"?
1. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? -don Li Shen's sympathy for farmers.
2. It is full of rustic heat, and the back is baked by the sun. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
3. Hold your ear in your right hand and hang a basket in your left arm. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
4. Looking back at the countries and families of the former sages has become the result of thrift and extravagance. Tang Li Shangyin's Ode to Historical Poems
5. It is not easy to think about a porridge and a meal; It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources. -Zhu Ming Millennium "Master's Motto"
6. Pearls are precious and rice is king. -Folk proverbs
7. store grain like gold, and you don't have to worry about it. -Folk proverbs
8. From frugality to luxury, from luxury to frugality. -Sima Guang's "Cultivating Self-cultivation" in the Northern Song Dynasty
9. Cherish clothes, cherish food and cherish food. -Feng Ming menglong "warning the world" volume 3.
10. Store one spoonful of rice a day and one stone of grain a thousand days. -Folk proverbs
1 1. Don't forget the hardships of farmers when eating, and don't forget the busyness of workers when dressing. -Folk proverbs
12. Every time you eat, you will miss the difficulty of farming; Every piece of clothing, and then think of the hard work of textile. -Tang Wu surprised, "Zhenguan dignitaries. Teach princes to be eleventh. "
13. Without agriculture, there would be instability, and without food, there would be chaos. -Folk proverbs
14. The food is not delicious, but the hunger can be satisfied; But China; You can cover yourself.
15. Thrift is an inexhaustible feast in your life. Emerson
4. What are the poems about saving food?
The poem of saving grain goes like this: Li Shen hoes the grain in the afternoon, and sweat drips down the soil.
Who knows that every meal in the plate is bitter. Note: 1. Benjamin: What a pity.
2. Hoe: Use a hoe to loosen the soil around the seedlings. Analysis: This poem is about the hardships of labor and the hard-won fruits of labor.
The first and second sentences, "When weeding at noon, sweat drips down the soil", depict farmers still working in the fields under the scorching sun at noon. These two poems choose a specific scene and vividly describe the hardships of labor. With these two specific descriptions, the sighs and warnings in the third and fourth sentences, "Who knows that every grain is hard", are freed from the empty and abstract preaching and become flesh-and-blood and far-reaching proverbs.
About the author: Li Shen (772-846), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Qi Tang in (772), and his ancestral home was in Bozhou, Anhui. My father, Wu Li, served as the county magistrate of Jintan, Wucheng (now Xing Wu, Zhejiang) and Jinling (now Changzhou), came to Wuxi with his family and settled in Meritori (now Changfu Village, Dongting, Wuxi County).
5. The author of ancient poems who loves food and saves food.
Love food and save food, the famous ancient poems are as follows:
1, who knows every grain of Chinese food is hard. -don Li Shen's sympathy for farmers.
2, covered in steaming rust, burning down. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
3. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
4. Looking back at the countries and families of the former sages has become the result of thrift and extravagance. Tang Li Shangyin's Ode to Historical Poems
5, a porridge and a meal, it is not easy to think of it; It is difficult to keep thinking about material resources. -Zhu Ming Millennium "Master's Motto"
6. Pearls are precious and rice is king. -Folk proverbs
7. Keep food as gold, and you don't worry about food. -Folk proverbs
8. From frugality to luxury, from luxury to frugality. -Sima Guang's "Cultivating Self-cultivation" in the Northern Song Dynasty
9. Cherish clothes, cherish food and cherish food. -Feng Ming magnum "warning the world" volume 3.
10, a spoonful of rice a day, a stone of grain for 1000 days. -Folk proverbs
For reference.
6. Write a poem about "saving food"
Diligence is never poor, and there is nothing to eat.
It's easy to be frugal and difficult to be frugal.
If you don't save small money, big money will be wasted.
Now Hu Hua is luxurious, and the future will be empty.
There is mangoku grain at home, and the pile is not long.
It is better to keep the cows for milking than to kill them for meat.
Show off if you have money, and starve if you have no money.
To have enough food and clothing, frugality is the most important thing.
Hold hands, year after year.
Diligence can make up for it, and province can make up for it.
Look before you leap, eat and wear.
Careful calculation, oil and salt remain the same
People in rags often drink well.
There are plenty of grains, but also rough meals.
Eat thousands of meals if you can, and eat one meal if you can't.
Careful calculation, oil and salt remain the same
People in rags often drink well.
There are plenty of grains, but also rough meals.
Eat thousands of meals if you can, and eat one meal if you can't.
Careful calculation, food and clothing; Eat and drink, sell pots as houses.
Small wealth depends on frugality, while great wealth depends on the sky.
Don't drink or smoke, save countless money in three years.
Thrift is the secret of getting rich.
Thrift itself is an attribute.
Small profits but quick turnover.
Thrift is an inexhaustible feast in your life.
Small things don't save money.
Coins are round, so they roll away easily.
Saving a penny equals producing a penny.
How much you save is how much you get.
No kind of gold comes from a thrifty family.
Save a mouthful when you are full and a bucket when you are hungry.
There is a long stream of water, and there is no worry about disaster.
If you save money on alcohol and tobacco, you are bound to ask for help.
If there is a shortage, save it, and save it.
The good thing is to live in peace, the bad thing is to use money.
If you spend half a year carefully, it won't be difficult to meet famine.
There is a reserve every year, and there is no shortage of people in famine years.
Luxury is like wine, which is exciting and debilitating.
Luxury and debauchery are only a phenomenon of social corruption, not the cause.
Luxury is the destruction of virtue and justice.
Luxury is the starting point of national weakness.
Content is the wealth of nature, while luxury is man-made poverty.
The fertile soil is vast and the solar eclipse rises. There are thousands of rooms in Guangsha, and I sleep seven feet at night.
One is full of needs, why do you need eight treasures?
A seven-foot body can be used by thousands of families.
I forgot to put my hand behind me, but there is no way to turn back at present.
It's hard to think about a porridge and a meal, but it's hard to keep thinking about it.
Cherish clothes, cherish clothes, and cherish food.
Who knows that every meal in our plate is obtained after hard work?
Exchange of one porridge and one rice and sweat
The person in charge knows the responsibility
Who would know that her simple face is the cutest? * * * Poor people dress frugally in this era.
When eating, you should know that cattle and horses are good, and when writing silk, you should remember the silkworm raiser.
7. Poetry about saving food
A porridge and a meal, when thinking hard;
A wisp, it's hard to keep thinking about things.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
Save one or two grains every day and store them in the warehouse for ten years.
Earn 20% gold in a week and a half.
Save one a day and buy a horse for ten years.
Save a handful for a meal and a bucket for a year.
It is easy to be frugal, but difficult to be frugal.
A grain saves a handful of rice every day, and grain is the treasure among treasures.
Four Liang of grain, a catty of grain a day, don't panic when there is grain.
Hard-won, sand gathers into a tower, and the staple food is hungry.
It is a pity to waste food, and saving food is the most important.
Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival 1. Complete works of poems and ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
1, drinking the bright moon alone, Tang Libai
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.
2, "Silent Night Thinking" Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3, "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far" Don 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.
4, "Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Tang 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.
5, "Autumn Night under the Moon" Tang 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.
2. Five ancient Mid-Autumn Poems
1, Mid-Autumn Moon Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
2. On the evening of August 15th, Pi Rixiu, the Devil Hall of Tianzhu Temple.
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.
3. Wang Tangjian, Send Du Langzhong a Full Moon on Fifteen Nights.
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
4. Tangtu of Mid-Autumn Festival
Wandering outside autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely.
If there is no moon this night, a year will be wasted.
5. The Mid-Autumn Festival is anonymous.
Tuan Tuan left the cape and gradually entered the clouds.
This night is full, where is the bright light!
3. At least 2 ancient Mid-Autumn Poems.
1, Chang 'e
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Vernacular Chinese: the shadow of the mica screen candle is dim, and the milky way is fading and the morning star is fading. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir of life, and now she is lonely every night.
2. "Looking at the Moon in Philip Burkart/Looking Back at the Moon"
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
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.
Vernacular: There is a bright moon rising in Ran Ran on the vast sea. You and I are thousands of miles apart, but it is a bright moon. Affectionate people hate the long moonlit night and miss their loved ones all night. Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night. I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.
4. Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Moonlight in Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
How bright and beautiful the autumn moon is tonight, but you can only watch it alone in Zhangzhou's boudoir. I think of those lovely children and girls in the distance, but I still don't understand that you missed the full moon in Chang 'an! The night dew is thick. Is your hair as wet as a dark cloud? Moonlight is like water Will your jade arm be cold? When can I snuggle up to * * and enjoy the veiled moonlight? Let Yuehua dry our tearful faces!
Looking at the bright moon at fifteen nights, Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
Is the poet alone in the bright moon sky? The world is big, who is not in the low back to enjoy the moon, but in the distance? As a result, it was natural to say, "I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si tonight.". The first two sentences describe the scenery without a word "moon"; In the third sentence, it is clear to look at the moon, which expands the scope of people who look at the moon. However, people look at the moon, feel the meaning of autumn and cherish people's feelings, which is different. The poet was disappointed with the separation of his family, so the sadness of the moon palace led to profound acacia. His Qiu Si must be the most sincere.
5. Write ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
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 took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials 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.
Festival moon
Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
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?
Watch the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th.
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.
6. Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Original publisher: Li
Ancient poems related to Mid-Autumn Festival
Chapter one: Comparison between Chinese and English ancient Mid-Autumn Poetry.
Su Shi's Water Melody —— Translated by Mr. Xu Yuanchong (original)
When did the moon begin to appear?
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 up there.
Dance to see the shadows,
What is it like?
Zhuge,
Low-level families,
Take a sleepless photo.
There should be no hatred,
Why should it be different?
Chapter Two: Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry
Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
China has many poems about Mid-Autumn Festival since ancient times. The following are some famous sentences about the Mid-Autumn Festival left by scholars in past dynasties.
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.
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.
Mid-Autumn Festival
Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are 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.
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.
7. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tang Du Fu's "The Night of August 15th" saw the full moon flying in the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his 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 am looking forward to the White Rabbit. I want to count the crows in Bai Shu and the silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! In Tang Dynasty, Li Bai thought quietly at night, and the foot of the bed was bright. Is it frosty? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Nian Nujiao. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, osmanthus flowers float on the moon (Wen Zhiming). In the first month, the streets are full of flowers, and the night is as cool as washing.
The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace. The dragon is dying, the view is awkward, and the song is boiling.
First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds. I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went.
Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday. The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy.
Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui. Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink 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.
Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-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. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out 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 Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the 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. On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border.
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, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time.
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.
In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster 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, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were 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 took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials 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. When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. 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. The Mid-Autumn Festival sent Xin Qiji to the West Building, fearing that Yun Zheyue would be released in the sky.
But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband.
Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua. Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery.
Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding.
It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
8. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
1, looking forward to Mid-Autumn Festival every year, foggy and rainy every year. -Once upon a time "August 14th to Izayoi Moonlight Beauty".
2, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is considered to be a beautiful world. -Liu Chenweng's "A Hundred Years of Life in golden road"
3. If the sky doesn't help the moon, Gui Zhi will support the West Wheel. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
4. The mid-autumn moon is the best this year, and the autumn moon and blue moon are more fragrant. -Fang Hui's "Autumn Ten Gulan, Jade Dew and Golden Wind, Happy Cool"
Unexpectedly, I will meet you in Dongting Lake on the brightest night of Mid-Autumn Festival. -Li She's "Looking at the Moon at Junshan Station on Mid-Autumn Night"
6, Mid-Autumn Festival, only with the old Qingming. -Zhu Dunru's "Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon"
7. In the early autumn, the voice coming from Guo in the middle of the night. -Fang Gan's "Send Hangzhou to see a doctor"
8. Recalling the mid-autumn osmanthus flowers, the flowers are also in the cup, and the moon is also in the cup. -Xin Qiji's "Cutting the Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
9, Yu Shanshan next month, picked up the front of the house is now Huaxin. -Pi Rixiu's "Guizi on August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
10, the brightest moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, also comes from poor families. -Huang Tingjian's Harmony with the World, Autumn Moon