Poetry related to Mid-Autumn Festival

Mid-Autumn Festival Left in Yangguan District

Song sushi

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

Xu Ming you Zhen

Mid-autumn moon. Mid-autumn and bright moon. It's too bright. How much do you know about him? Rain or shine.

Don't say rain or shine, enjoy the world. Good season, I wish every year, a total of mid-autumn moon.

Festival moon

Song 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

Tang Bai Juyi

Wan Li's light is incredible, and it's hard to travel around the world.

Who stays outside Gansu for a long time, where is the new separation before the court.

After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.

According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.

Two Mid-Autumn Festival Moon-watching Poems

Tangliqiao

Youth is full and short, and the east wind blows forever.

What kind of osmanthus does not have round branches?

Round and cold, all the words are the same.

Knowing thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind.

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Tangzhanghu

The blue sky and laurel trees are graceful, and clear autumn is the prime year.

Every year, when the weather is good, Wan Li sees the light.

It should take a long time to go out in the field, even later in the high city.

The world is an affair, and there is nowhere to miss.

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Tang Qiji

The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.

It doesn't interfere with the gradual rise of the east building, and it will be everywhere in the afternoon.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.

Poor ChanJuan shadow in the middle of the night, facing the residual wine pool in Wuhou.

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Tanglidong

On forty-five autumn nights, the moon is thousands of miles away.

The cold water tank is short and the light overflow is too high.

Sleepless eyes, migrating wet crane hair.

Don't say goodbye on the stage, look forward to ten years of hard work.

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Tangfanggan

Outside the cool clouds and haze, three or five jade toads fall.

Wild stars are right, the sky is haunted.

Spring is cold and dew is cold.

I can't bear to rest until I break the green laurel.

Festival moon

Don

Thirty-six years of surplus and deficiency, a hundred years of happiness and injury.

Don't be afraid to climb the stairs, the clouds don't last long.

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Don

Autumn is ninety days, and this autumn has been ten days.

Lonely light swallowed the night, and Wei Yun was everywhere.

Rafts are sparse, and the cold current wrinkles fine lines.

Looking at Dangui from a distance, I feel more.

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Don Ma Dai

When you go out to sea, you will increase your pain.

Cold search jaw heavy, cold deep.

Qi Hao cage in summer, clear light shot thousands of cen.

In a carefree world, the heart is bright.

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Tang Zhu Qing Yu

Since ancient times, there has been a division of labor, but there should be shortages and profits.

One night is bright, and the four seas are clear.

Quietly, the wind rises slightly, cold and snowy.

In this lonely and rare encounter, I am grateful for this love.

Mid-Autumn Moon is the second of two songs.

Song Han Qi

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, everyone cherishes the brightest.

Sadness and joy are conscious, and roundness is heartless.

There are memories outside the world, and there are many rivers and plains in the world.

Chang 'e is difficult to ask, but lonely and inclined to the west.

Tune up and enjoy the mid-autumn moon.

Song Zhu Dunru

Appreciating the Mid-Autumn Festival, from ancient times to the present. The golden wind and jade dew alternate, so don't do general cleaning. This is a curtain battle, and whoever plays the string will be happy. Don't refer to Guanshan Road, which is where green moths bloom.

Water dish, perch, and some new oranges. The goose yellow wine is warm, and the cup is poured frequently by hand. It is necessary to cherish the fact that there will be a 12-digit deficit after the Xiao Shen intersection until next year. You may not see it next year, but it seems so.