Modern Mid-Autumn Festival poems that are easy to imitate.

My mind is round.

Ai Qing

My mind is round.

The Moon of Mid-Autumn Festival in August

It is also the brightest and roundest.

No matter how high the mountain is, how wide the sea is.

The whole world can see it.

On such a night.

What do you think?

My mind is round.

Watermelon and apple are round.

People who are reunited are happy.

It is painful to be divided into flesh and blood.

People who miss their loved ones

Look at the bright moon in the sky

Who can swallow moon cakes?

Mid-Autumn Festival

If this is a breakup.

In my young heart

Can I forgive you?

Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.

Youth can forgive years for erasing her.

Crickets no longer make sounds.

Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits.

The last rain wet the wild roses.

They say the roses by the lake are like songs.

Will you sit under the moon?

Hear me sing

Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.

Fly over the lake

Fly to the full moon

the mid autumn moon

Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival

Always so melancholy.

Like the sadness of hollow autumn water

With my helpless sadness.

Stretch out your slender hand

Cut through a wisp of hazy moonlight

Let me collect the loneliness tonight

Osmanthus fragrans in August began to smell sweet.

but I ...

I can't find the direction when I come.

Pengbang Town, the hometown of the moon

The moon in the water

The moon in the sky

The moon in the sky is in the water.

The moon in the water is in the sky.

Look down at the water.

look into the sky

Look at the moon

homesickness

One is in the water

One in the sky

Shu Ting, run to the moon.

A spring dream as clean as you.

It's fleeting

You are desperate to invest.

The untouchable source of life

Even if the moon is willing to accept your betrayal.

And loneliness to accompany you for thousands of years.

Why are towering mountains?

I can't bear heavy shackles for you.

Did you get blown away?

A beautiful faint voice

Immortality through thousands of performances.

Shuting in Mid-Autumn Festival

Mid-Autumn Festival on August Island,

Bananas are shaking,

This dragon looks familiar.

I didn't know there was a "morning and evening flower".

Just because of the wind and rain over the years.

When passion brings 10 storm,

Heart, don't know where to stop.

The road has been chosen,

Without wild roses,

Never regretted it.

People tend to sleepwalk in the moonlight,

Look forward to it and know how to be gentle.

To stop the blood from flowing like this,

It is obviously not enough to rely on the pride of 24 years old.

With strong shoulders,

You can lean on your tired head;

Need to have a pair of hands,

To support the heaviest moment.

Although I understand,

Life should be completely sacrificed,

How much to keep for yourself,

There is a lot of sadness.

Island where the moon rises

Moon rises

The sound of a carving returning to the nest.

There are fish jumping out of blue light.

There is a piano playing an old legend.

I don't know whose eyes.

Fall on the birch tree and blink.

Show wisdom and detachment

night

But throw it on the moon.

Infinite tenderness

It was also that night.

Those posted on the window

Grandma cut off the window grilles.

Wrapped in ice flowers

In my dream

It melted.