Poetry revision on Mid-Autumn Festival 1. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival
1, looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking back again, and I suddenly remembered home. 2. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. 3, how long to leave, seven degrees Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. 5. Who is alone with * * * in Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly. Ten years have passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has been celebrated in ten places. 7, the situation is only Mid-Autumn Festival, a good month, not according to people.
August 15th of the lunar calendar is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival. This is the middle of autumn, so it is called Mid-Autumn Festival. In China's lunar calendar, a year is divided into four seasons, and each season is divided into three parts: Meng, Zhong and Ji, so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon on August 15 is rounder and brighter than the full moon in other months, so it is also called "moonlit night" and "August Festival".
2. Ask for poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
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1, drinking the bright moon alone
Don? 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.
2, "Silent Night Thinking"
Don? 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.
3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
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.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don? 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.
3. Modern poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival
Mid-Autumn Festival:
It's another Mid-Autumn Festival.
Wan Li looks at the blue sky, the stars and the moon compete for water, and the residual lotus gradually disappears.
Lonely and loud, the trees are full of westerly winds, only missing maturity.
Invite some friends to make wine and talk about romance.
Father, with deep feelings, makes people thin.
And sing, why don't you move on, and your heart will remain the same.
At this time, Chang 'e should be lonely, full of toad light and melancholy for a long time.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl are lonely, and the bridge of magpie has been broken, from which sorrow comes.
A bright moon shines on Jiuzhou, and the dream of world reunion is heartbreaking, without pain or tears.
Vast love is boating in the air, freezing in the middle of the night, but there are a few sighs.
A cup of sweet words leaves sadness, full of sadness, but no one sings.
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, this Mid-Autumn Festival, next Mid-Autumn Festival, when to stop wandering.
Shen Jia Mid-Autumn Festival rhyme:
Looking at Beijing at dusk, Jiang Guanyun is ashamed to cross the moon.
Sacrifice to the sky and the moon, people grow well, kumquat, yellow flower, pomegranate.
Hundreds of beaches stayed up all night, and the breeze blew the rain over Liao Bay.
Don't worry about the bright moon, it's hard to see Gan Kunyi again.
4. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
1, the bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai. Guan Shanyue)
2, poor night, five waiting for residual wine. (Miracle. Mid-autumn moon)
3, this life does not meet the bright night, where to see the bright moon next year. (Su Shi. Mid-autumn moon)
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. (Wang Changling. In the south study room with my brother, thinking about the deputy district chief Cui)
Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? (Wang Jian. "Send Du Langzhong on the fifteenth night of full moon")
6. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai. Drinking the bright moon alone)
7. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai. Silent night thinking)
8, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. (Liu. Moonlit night)
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! . (Du Fu. Thinking of my brother on a moonlit night)
10, the moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. (Zhang Jiuling. Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant one)
1 1, full moon flying mirror, returning to heart and folding sword. (Du Fu. Jathyapple, August 15th)
12, the desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. (Li He. Ma Shi Sha Ru Xue)
13, Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. (Li shangyin. Chang 'e)
14, Su E, a young woman, was hardy and fought in first frost in the middle of the month. (Li shangyin. Frost moon)
15, autumn moon hanging in the sky, Guanghua wet. (Meng Haoran. "I am pregnant under the autumn night")
16, who is the cooling force of the school, wants to reduce the first round and noon. (Lu Guimeng. Mid-Autumn Festival, etc. Moon)
5. What are the ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival?
Hello, I hope I can help you:
1, may people live for a long time and enjoy the scenery thousands of miles away. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing
Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. _ _ _ _ Chang 'e by Li Shangyin
3. Who is alone with * * * in Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth
4. If you don't meet a bright night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Yangguanqu/Mid-Autumn Moon"
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Full Moon Send Du Langzhong
6. Where is Wangxiang in the northwest? Look at the moon several times in the southeast. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on August 15th"
7. Recall the osmanthus bushes in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The flowers are in the cup. The moon is in the cup. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "A Prune, Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
8. How long have you been away? Seven people spent the Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Su Zhe Water Diversion Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival
9. Yunshan meets, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is prosperous. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's Send to Wei Ba
10, an autumn shadow turns into a golden wave. The flying mirror is reground. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Autumn Night in Taichang Yin Jiankang is Lv Qianshu"
6. You need five poems about Mid-Autumn Festival, the simplest and the most urgent.
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.
August 15th Tang Dynasty (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.
According to your question, I racked my brains and finally found these five Mid-Autumn Festival drama poems ~ If there is no doubt, please adopt them. If in doubt, please continue to ask questions.
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 night ChanJuan shadow, facing five waiting for residual wine. 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 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. 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 has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. 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. Manjianghong. Send Xin Qiji to the West Building in the Mid-Autumn Festival, fearing that Yun Zheyue will 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
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Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Article 1: There are ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
There are ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Thoughts on a Quiet Night 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.
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. 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.
Jathyapple, August 15th, Tang 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.
Memories of Brothers on a Moonlit Night Don 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 in the Pavilion on the 15th 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.
Looking at the moon and thinking about a Tang Zhang Jiuling in 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.
"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.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.