1. The bright moon is bright and luminous at night.
The bright moon is bright and luminous at night, causing the weaving to sing on the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Mengdong, how can all the stars align.
White dew touches weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
Autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and black birds pass away peacefully.
In the past, my fellow disciples held high the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen cannot bear the yoke.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation?
2. Tingyue Poetry
Tingyue Tower is connected to Taiqing, and Tingyue Tower is the most distinct.
The sky is buzzing and the ice is spinning, and the jade pestle is tinkling when medicine is being pounded.
The sound of music played in Guanghan is thin, and the axe, Dangui and osmanthus jingle.
Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter.
3. How bright is the bright moon?
How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains.
Sorrowful and unable to sleep, I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early.
When I go out and feel alone, who should I sue for my worries?
The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
4. Song of Resentment
The new cracks are pure and fresh, as fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut it into an albizia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your sleeves, shaking in the breeze.
I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket, and the kindness will be eliminated.
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing in my autumn thoughts.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.
The land was conquered, but no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the border towns, thinking about returning home with many sad faces.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai)
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Ye Si (Li Bai)
There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it was suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night (Liu Fangping)
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e (Li Shangyin)
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
The moon on the night of August 15th (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)
The full moon flies into the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Wandering around the earth is far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law (Du Fu) on a moonlit night
The sound of drums interrupting the pedestrian movement is heard by the sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling)
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness arises at night!
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore,
A hundred-foot-high water reached the sky.
The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold.
She fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night (Meng Haoran)
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew.
The startled magpies have not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty)
My heart feels free when I see the moon in the dust, especially in the Qingqiu Fairyland.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Looking at the group of animals leisurely, the sky is high and the sky is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.
The clouds are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner
It may not be that Su'e has no regrets about the jade toad, the cold osmanthus, and the solitary osmanthus.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the night of August 15th in the past year, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
No one could catch the wind yesterday, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng)
The lack of frost has turned to late and the good wind seems to be a good time.
The slanting curtains and trees are separated by infinite love, and the dim fragrance of candles remains. Sit without hesitation
My favorite Sheng tune is heard in the north, and I gradually see the stars and lose the South Kei
Who is the school's cool force, the first round and the noon hour
Tianzhu Temple Eight On the night of the 15th day of the lunar month, Guizi (Tangpi day off)
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one is found in front of the palace.
Nothing happens in heaven so far, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
"Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The bright moon is not yet high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.
The silver cup is not empty yet, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River.
So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.
Tonight I can’t see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear away the cold.
Who made a boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.
Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, but the waves and winds will not be strong again.
The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.
No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in Nandu, and there are several people who write poems about the moon.
The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.
Going up to the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mifu)
The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.
If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow, the autumn is already cold
Children look back at each other and remember how difficult it is to travel
The sound of dew entering the thatched cottage stream is noisy on the stone beach
I never saw the moon from night to dawn in the mountains
Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
Bing Chen During the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I was drunk and drunk, I wrote this article while pregnant with my child
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Su Shi's "Moon on the West River"
I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk. He rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest. It's already known. The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of jade is not solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Autumn Night Moon
At first we gathered and dispersed. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
"The Mid-Autumn Banquet Initiated by Hui Dong Tiju" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty
Photograph the river folding festival, carrying the clear ice of the painting boat; wait for the moon to raise the glass, and breathe the fragrant bottle into the green net. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, but fortunately the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as those we once visited in Chibi. The reward is paid by the straw, and the cloth is handed over to the wheel.
[Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Song Xin Qiji
Hurry up to the west tower, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow. Whoever makes curling in the floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season. Ask Chang'e, if she is lonely and cold, if she has any worries, she should have a beautiful hair.
The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly. Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, the desire is still lacking. If it's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated. Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.
Autumn pistil fragrance is cited
Cannot be kept. Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchids rest, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle, which indicates the troubles ahead. On a windy and moonlit night, there are several old traces. Can't bear to think about it. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. Towards the Immortal Island and on the road back to the underworld, there is no news about either of them.
Xuan Qing
The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet is dim, and it is cold and cold when I return. Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was drunk and still silent. Time passes by again and again, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow. Thinking secretly, chasing old memories, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I wanted to throw fruit to my friends and had a banquet. I drank heavily at that time. The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the gods and immortals. At the end of the night, it became even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks. The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy
Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing Prostitute)
Painted drums noisy the streets, orchid lanterns fill the city, and the bright moon shines on the city. The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed. The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candles flicker. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking towards the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention. The wall is about to be painted, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time. Little did he know that famous eunuchs were detained and interrogated, and their charm had been reduced over the years.
Looking at the Han Moon
The bright moon, the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle is still lacking. Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways.
It was last year at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it.
Partridge Sky
The remaining smoke blows into the night wind. A bright moon hangs above the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, even though our hearts are still in the same bed.
Emotional and profound. Biyun returned without a trace. Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night)
The evening is clear and the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light. Feel the green tent and the coolness, giving rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder. Falling leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't get up after sleeping. More leaking throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions are arising, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching. Sometimes in the night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently. When the candle is dark, I wake up from wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.
Come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of feelings without hope. How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then arrange the remaining fragrant quilts? I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on.
Thin clothes are a first try, green ants are a new taste.
Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.
The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past.
In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon.
When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
[Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming
Osmanthus and floating jade, the streets are all over the sky in the first month, and the night is as cool as a wash. The wind is blowing, my eyebrows are cold and my bones are cold, I am in the Crystal Palace. The dragons are croaking, the temples are swaying, and misty music and songs are boiling. The frost is all over the ground, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds.
I remember last year on this eve, I was drinking wine at the creek pavilion, and the pale moon and clouds came and went. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were no longer a dream yesterday, but the autumn scenery is like this in the blink of an eye. The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching. A message to my husband and wife, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.
"Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuwu, I climbed up Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. After several glances, the moon was as bright as day, and Li Ji, Jin and Wang, were the only ones to be seen among thousands of people, but the moon couldn't be more surprising. At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it in the middle of the night. At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. As soon as Jin was about to leave, the people of Qinhuai said: "Hu Ming didn't think about it. He thought about it and left. He will think about it again." He stopped with emotion. Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love. The sound of Wu is heard competing on the banks of the Qingxi River, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will present Yuan Nu's pearls and colorful girls' flutes, and with their unique tunes are the sounds of green clouds. They are dramas, such as pipa and pearls, which are even more strange. Jue, I regret that I heard about it late and my ears are shallow. I should have abandoned Wu Si and read it again. I ordered him to travel to Wu. The pieces of stone are all willing, but they can be easily flat. A spoon in the sword pond shines like a sea seal. As I threw the pen in the air, the clouds opened and the moon came out, and I suddenly found myself among the tiger hills. Because the song said: "My thoughts are hidden in the clouds. I am born in the moon and die in the wind. Suddenly I feel like I am dreaming and I am waking up. I am thinking about the sea again. , the dragon street is bright and the phoenixes are colorful, and I suddenly come to play, I hope it will not change in the future. "
Wang Changling said that it was a hot spring day at the beginning of the month with severe frost.
Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams.
Yang Lao's sentence The toad wants to eat the moon, but it protects Chang Jiaoyuan.
Yang Lao's sentence: The heart is clear and the moon is full in the bosom.
Sikong Tu’s sentence: Leave your makeup on in the evening to pay homage to the moon, and sleep in the spring for a more fragrant night.
Huang Sun's sentence: Sweep the floor to wait for the bright moon, step on the flowers to welcome the wild monks.
Chen Tao's sentence The sound of cicadas shortens the moon, and the color of the grass grows with autumn.
Lingche's sentence The moon in the sea is in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years.
瀵水神 The Moon Night Sings The moon is bright and bright at night, and the green waves are leisurely in the sky.
Quan Longbao's Poems for a Summer Banquet by the Crown Prince The frost is white and the moon is red.
Lu Ming's sentence: This autumn has made an appointment with the Tiantai moon. ("Chronicle")
*** Nursery Rhyme of Two-Ended Zhu. A chopstick with two ends of Zhu turns into courage in May and June.
Cao Tang's sentence The sound of the flute is dying, the moonlight is bitter, but the autumn trees in the palace of the Han Dynasty are still the same.
Huang Sun's sentence: When the sun and moon are high, it is the way, and when it moves and unites the universe, it is the heart.
Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will fall again in March."
Shen Bin's sentence The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds.
Zhiding Sentence Only the moon in front of the bottle tonight shone on the man who fell from the building.
Chen Fuxiu's sentence: Sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is dim, and a tree has two branches of cold plum blossoms.
*** People from Nanxing North Street chanted that the results should only be released at the end of March, and it would be a year late for admission.
*** Another Zhong Chuangao But it seems that in February and March, the wicker can be used as a bell hammer.
*** Jing Zhen Jian Wen Qian lowers the essence and Kun responds to the spirit. The sun and moon are in the shape of Yue Du.
Li Yu's sentence: Bow and let the moon be in your hand, and your arms will be shaken by the wind. ("Ode to the Fan")
Yang Huizhi's sentence The new frost dyes the maple leaves, and the bright moon borrows the reed flowers. ("Autumn Day")
Hu Bin's sentence There is something else in the wheel, and there is no emptiness outside the light. ("Ying the Moon")
Pei said: "Three years are as clear as water, but June is as cold as ice." ("Gift to the County Magistrate")
Zuo Yan's sentence: Hu Jia is about to die when he hears it, but Han Yue hopes to live again. ("The Resentment of Zhaojun")
Weng Hong's sentence: The light is leaking out of the well, and the shadow is missing, and the mountain pepper is behind. ("Ode to the Dawn Moon")
Yu Xuanji's sentence The bright moon shines in the quiet gap, and the breeze opens the short skirt. ("Composition in Prison")
Du Mu's sentence The peak moon in front of the half-broken peak.
*** On the third day of the first lunar month of the year, Mr. Tian smiles brilliantly.
Wang Changling's sentence It's a lucky hot spring day, and the frost is severe at the beginning of the month.
Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams.
Yang Lao's sentence The toad wants to eat the moon, but it protects Chang Jiaoyuan.
Yang Lao's sentence: The heart is clear and the moon is full in the bosom.
Sikong Tu’s sentence: Leave your makeup on in the evening to pay homage to the moon, and sleep in the spring for a more fragrant night.
Huang Sun's sentence: Sweep the floor to wait for the bright moon, step on the flowers to welcome the wild monks.
Chen Tao's sentence The sound of cicadas shortens the moon, and the color of the grass grows with autumn.
Lingche's sentence The moon in the sea is in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years.
瀵水神 The Moon Night Sings The moon is bright and bright at night, and the green waves are leisurely in the sky.
Quan Longbao's Poems for a Summer Banquet by the Crown Prince The frost is white and the moon is red.
Lu Ming's sentence: This autumn has made an appointment with the Tiantai moon. ("Chronicle")
*** Nursery Rhyme of Two-Ended Zhu. A chopstick with two ends of Zhu turns into courage in May and June.
Cao Tang's sentence The sound of the flute is dying, the moonlight is bitter, but the autumn trees in the palace of the Han Dynasty are still the same.
Huang Sun's sentence: When the sun and moon are high, it is the way, and when it moves and unites the universe, it is the heart.
Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will fall again in March."
Shen Bin's sentence The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds.
Zhiding Sentence Only the moon in front of the bottle tonight shone on the man who fell from the building.
Chen Fuxiu's sentence: Sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is dim, and a tree has two branches of cold plum blossoms.
*** People from Nanxing North Street chanted that the results should only be released at the end of March, and it would be a year late for admission.
*** Another Zhong Chuangao But it seems that in February and March, the wicker can be used as a bell hammer.
*** Jing Zhen Jian Wen Qian lowers the essence and Kun responds to the spirit. The sun and moon are in the shape of Yue Du.
Li Yu's sentence: Bow and let the moon be in your hand, and your arms will be shaken by the wind. ("Ode to the Fan")
Yang Huizhi's sentence The new frost dyes the maple leaves, and the bright moon borrows the reed flowers. ("Autumn Day")
Hu Bin's sentence There is something else in the wheel, and there is no emptiness outside the light. ("Ying the Moon")
Pei said: "Three years are as clear as water, but June is as cold as ice." ("Gift to the County Magistrate")
Zuo Yan's sentence: Hu Jia is about to die when he hears it, but Han Yue hopes to live again. ("The Resentment of Zhaojun")
Weng Hong's sentence: The light is leaking out of the well, and the shadow is missing, and the mountain pepper is behind. ("Ode to the Dawn Moon")
Yu Xuanji's sentence The bright moon shines in the quiet gap, and the breeze opens the short skirt. ("Working in Prison")
Li Qiao Fenghe Renri held a banquet at Qinghui Pavilion and the ministers responded to the snow. The Three Yang Festival is the best day in the seventh day. When traveling to celebrate, the fragrant ants will be passed down, and the people who will be promoted will be decorated with colorful colors. I am waiting for the moon in front of the steps, and the snow above is frightening with spring. Today, I am titled as Heavenly Creation, but I still doubt that I will go to Hanjin.
Li Qiao's Fenghe Spring Tour Garden is made in response to the rain, with a nine-percent platform of immortals and a cup of fragrant banquet and longevity. It rains in early January, and thunder is heard early in February. The leaves are dense toward the north, and the flowers are blooming. Fortunately, thanks to Tianzeyu, there is no need to be driven by the sun.
Li Qiao The waiter of the Ganlu Hall should make a banquet. The moon is shining on the Dandi, and the clouds and windows are covered with green gauze. The royal banquet is filled with cinnamon and wine, and the heavenly wine is served with pomegranate flowers. The water is straight towards the pontoon bridge, and the city is connected to the forbidden garden at an angle. Thank you for your gratitude, and the way back is full of haze.
Li Qiao lives in Tongfu Mountain on Qixi Festival. The moon is bright on the green mountain night, and the high sky is white with dew in autumn. The flower garden blooms with pink mats, and the clouds open to the needle tower. The rocks are like shadows, and the pool is like a river. The female magpie in the river is temporarily frightened, but eventually the wild man's gull is frightened.
Li Qiao sent Master Cui to Cangzhou. When Zimo followed him, he met at Qingmen. From now on, the official travels are gone, and we have been apart for a few years. Fanggui is in the wine, and the orchid is in the lower part of the poem. There is a bright moon in a foreign country, and I miss you a lot.
Li Qiao and Zhou Ji's office left from Jiaxiao to Hebi Palace. Zhuolong Chunyuan dawned, and the green phoenix and flags bloomed. After the smoke cleared from the wild scenery, the mountain light was dim for more than a month. The wind blows loudly, and the Sichuan River rides sparsely. Pearl shoes accompany the immortal's chariot, and the sound of gold vibrates the chariot.
Li Qiao's Four-Two Farewell to Luo What is the joy in life? We meet each other at night due to drinking. The song is full of surprise and farewell, and the drunken face loses its sadness. The stars and moon hang over the autumn sky, and the wind and frost enter the dawn. Tomorrow I will face the ditch water, and the green mountains will weigh tens of thousands.
Li Qiao was taught by Li Qiao in August. The yellow leaves are rising in the autumn wind, and the green leaves are dewed at dawn. The crane's cry is the first warning, and the geese are about to freeze. The moon mirror is like opening a box, and the clouds are like a crown. Qing Zun's preface to Min, the banquet was full of joy.
Li Qiao was taught to compose in September. The geese face down in the pond, and the crickets are chanting in the evening. The leaves are full of orchids, and the flower pond is full of chrysanthemums. The cold urges the four seasons, and the frost reaches the nine autumn bells.
On a bright moonlit night, flying caps follow each other from afar.
Li Qiao taught in October and wrote "Baizang Chu Sends Off Festival" and Xuanlu begins to welcome winter. The forest has withered and the yellow leaves are gone, and the green pond is empty due to water consumption. The frost is waiting for the moon in the courtyard, and the cold is coming with the wind. There is a unique place of entertainment, singing and dancing to the tune of silk trees.
Li Qiao Wind The setting sun produces apple powder, swaying throughout the distant forest. The phoenix dances with the flowers, and the dragon sings to the bamboo. The moon moves on the autumn fan, and the clear pine trees enter the night piano. If you go to the orchid terrace, you will brush the king of Chu's lapel.
Li Qiao Dew Drops of Li Ming Garden, lush bamboo bushes. The jade hangs on the red thorns, and the pearls are green in the lotus. The thousand-year-old crane is alert at night, and the July wind is zero in the morning. May I stay in the Immortal Palm and serve in Weiyang Palace forever.
Li Qiao Snow The auspicious snow shocked thousands of miles, and the clouds darkened the sky. On a bright moonlit night, the mountains look like white clouds facing the sky. When dancing, the light of flowers moves, and when singing, the shadows of fans float. Tianque Road of the Great Zhou Dynasty, today's Poseidon Dynasty.
Yuan Hui's Girlfriends in February February is a good time, and the spring breeze is fragrant. The flowers in the garden are smiling and the birds in the forest are singing. There is hatred to leave the piano and se, and there is ruthlessness to Qiluo. Listening to Chunyan's words even more, my concubine is not as good as him.
Yuan Hui's Boudoir Love in March Spring is coming to an end in March, and my concubine lives alone in an empty room. The eyebrows are knotted with worry, and the hair on the temples is uncombed. □□□□□, □□□□□. □□□□□, □□□□□.
Yuan Hui's Girlfriendship in July It's a cool night in July, and the golden waves are full of beauty. Let Hua Fang change her mind, and sleep on the mat with resentment. The brocade words are stained with sorrow and tears, and the slender skirt slows down the waist. It is not as good as the Yinhan girl, who builds a bridge of magpies every year.
Xi Yu's "Two Chronicles of a Journey to the River" The spring breeze blows in the flood season on the river, and the moon shines brightly on the mountain towers. Apes climb purple rocks to drink, and birds fly over clear ponds. Ancient trees collapsed on the sandy shore, and new moss covered the rocks. The rewards on the way to Tianjin are endless, and the guests forget to return home for the time being.
Cui Song and Zhang Jingzhou went out to the woods of the county house in the morning to show their political integrity and enjoy the autumn harvest. The dawn moon hangs on the river, and it returns from loss to gain. Tianyun resists the true meaning, and the county and pavilion obscure its reputation. You should have no desire to sit and whistle, and would rather be grateful for material sentiments.
Bao Rong and Chen Xiaoshu were playing in the snow in Yun Pavilion, and the sky was full of snow. Under the bright moon, the campus is in bloom. The color is lead-white, and the light is simple and harmonious. Those who can make Cao Xuan think back into the flowing wind.
Yin Yao sent Du Shi to visit Chuzhou and Jin province. His style and talent were like those of the Jin Dynasty. The Huaiyue month returns home quickly, and the river flowers enter the new stage. The clouds are deep and the sea is dusk, the willows are dark and the doors are white in spring. ***The Taoist official is still young, he pities the king, is filial and supports his relatives.
Yin Yao Friendshan Pavilion Although my old friend is a poor official, he often crosses clear streams. The chiseled roof faces the mountain and the moon, and the t-shirt is brushing against the stream. Fish swim against the water, and birds roost toward the wind. The sight of peach blossoms can enchant the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Li Xin Tongwangxingxinting gave money to the official banquet. Feeling the dream, Qin En surrendered to Zichen. He gave money to open the Han Dynasty and distributed silk to make the people of Yao drunk. The land is separated from Chao Zongqing, and the pavilion is near Buluoxin. We went to see the clouds and rain, and made our second eastward tour in February.
Wangwan Fenghe congratulates Lin Yue, the supervisor, for a clear drink. The Chinese moon is full of autumn, and the imperial court and the British are in the same mood. Jing Lin Xin Ji enters, Guiyuan Xiaoliangtong. Broken shadows walk at the banquet, and flowers fall into the wine. Xiaoxiao condenses the mood and helps Wenxiong.
Wangwan Viewing the Zheng (a poem about the ancestors) There is a Qin Zheng in the empty room, and the Zheng is clear at the new moon. The strings are many and the music is difficult, and the pillars are clear. The resentment of dawn condenses into numerous hands, and the beauty of spring enters the graceful sound. The only joy I have recently is to spread the love of beautiful people.
Wang Lingran Ancient trees lie on the sand. Ancient trees lie on the sand, destroying the credit of time. There is a root crossing the water stone, but there are no leaves to brush the haze. In spring, moss turns into leaves, and in winter, snow turns into flowers. If you don't meet the Xinghan envoy, who can tell it is Lingcha?
Zhang Zirong Returning to the boat at dusk on the Panyongjia River. The cloudless sky is about to become dusk, and the river is clear. The way back is far away in the smoke, and the boat is going up in the moonlight. Beside the pool, you can see the darkness of the bamboo, and when you get out of the island, you can see the bright sand. It's even more worth it when the breeze blows up and rides on the sound of flowing silk pipes.
Zhang Zirong New Year's Day The twelfth lunar month is now dark, and the year is passing on this eve. Collect firewood to provide fire for the new year, and post a scroll to write a spring letter. Liu feels the east wind is coming, and the flowers are still covered with light snow. Suddenly I saw a pair of carps, saying they were ice fish.
Wan Qirong said goodbye to Jiangtou. The birds flying in the southeast said it was the hometown of heaven. The wind and flowers on the river are late, and your trip will be thousands. The schedule often breaks the moon, and the number of farewells often starts the new year. The next year will be full of Yangshui, and my lovesickness will be sent to me to pick lotuses.
Fishermen fish in the green pool, and beauties climb the mangrove trees. Weak vines ring the sandy island, and flying flowers touch the stone pass. I’m never tired of touring the mountains and rivers, playing the Qingqing Bay while drinking music.
Sun Ti Geshan Pond The round pond depicts the flowing moon, and the clear sky encompasses all things. When will the immortal return? The green water will be empty. The grass and trees are cool, and the white dew touches people's clothes. Still drunk in the empty mountain, I hear the sheng and the crane flying.
Zhang Qiao's Ape (a gift from Chang'an) Hanging on the moon and perched on the clouds towards Chu Lin, all the sounds are voiceless. Unexpectedly, it is tied with a golden rope, and I am afraid of the Hou family and dare not sing.
Zhang Qiao Farewell to China and Vietnam When we met in the East and Vietnam, we were drunk and asleep, and the whole building was full of bright moonlight by the lakeside. Farewell chants break the Xiling ferry, and the willows and cicadas are on both sides of the autumn wind.
Zhang Qiao stayed in the gurgling pavilion. Walking through the moon and the mist stacked on the trees to the west, I felt sad and even more so when I heard the ape crow. Sometimes I live by the sound of water, but I sleep in this stream in my dreams.
Zhang Qiao presents it to poetry friends in Henan. The jade from the Shandong Ling family is dust-free, and the fireworks are cut out to depict spring. If Yaohua is not borrowed from Fengyue, who is the talented man from Luoyang?
Zhang Qiao sent a message to an old friend in Weiyang. Farewell to the willow sticks by the river, and the beautiful lady is far away across thousands of mountains and rivers. The moon remembers finding a place for each other, and the city locks the Dongfeng Fifteenth Bridge.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiaoyouxian by Cao Tang The palaces and palaces close the Yulin forest, and the Kunlun Mountains are high and colorful clouds are deep. The yellow dragon turns its tail to lure the man away, asking him to find me where the moon is bright.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiaoyouxian by Cao Tang When the haze in the cave never stops, the heaven and earth in the cave are full of golden twigs. The moon is bright and the white-haired old man is playing chess against the trees in Xitou.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The moonlight is long and the autumn trees are bright, and the dew blows on the rhinoceros mat as if the bed is light. The concubine stood outside the tent door for a long time, secretly laughing at the sound of the lady pushing the wine.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The banquet at the Western Altar has ended at night, and the flowers are fading, the moon is hazy, and the pavilion is hazy. Whoever swims past the gate of Bahai will hear a hollow sound in the wind and rain.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang Forgetting to teach people to lock the harem, returning all the elixirs and the jade pot is empty. If Chang'e doesn't steal the elixir, she will live forever in the middle of the moon.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang When Mr. Yanggu was having a banquet, the moonlight was cold on the purple qiong branches. The desolate gold and stone reveal the sky and the earth, and people in the world don’t know what is going on.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang. When the wine is gone and the fragrance remains, the night is about to part, and the young boy pays his respects to Lord Ziyang. The moonlight quietly sings far away, and the sound of horse shadows and dragons returns to the five clouds.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang I want to drink the mica syrup in the statue, and the moon shines in the flowers with the sheng reed. He even taught Xiao Nai to kill the dragon, and then went to the golden altar to get Ruan Lang.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The green tiles and red tiles in the Xuan Yue Palace are blooming, and the flowers are falling in the nine days and the auspicious wind is coming. The Jade Emperor lusted after the red dragon gun and personally called the golden concubine to cut it.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The alchemist Feixuan is stationed in the blue clouds, the wine is cold and the wind is cold, and the first month is slanting. I don’t know who is singing the spring song, and all the white kudzu flowers at the head of the stream have fallen.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang There is one spring in a hundred years, and the sun and moon are not taught to turn the wheel. In the Penglai Hall on Jin'ao's head, there are only human bone refiners.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The stars are sinking under the trees and the moon is high, and the shadow of the stream in front is wet with dragon hair. The clouds in the cave sky are cold, the jade flowers are blooming, and the young master is wearing a pair of brocade robes.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The moon is bright in the cave, the wind is blowing over the trees, and the shadows in the painted curtains and the green room are hazy. The fragrant wine was cold, and the concubine fell asleep. Unexpectedly, the Seven True Spirits returned to the sea.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The red hall of Qingyuan is overwhelmed by the auspicious clouds, and the moon is bright and the Lord of Nine Yangs is having a leisurely feast. I don’t know who got drunk first last night, and wrote eight pieces of Mingxia’s skirt.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang The shadows of the stream are sinking in the sand, the shadows of the trees are clear, and everyone is stepping on the five-note line. Poor thirty-six days, the sky is full of stars and moon, the green grass is green.
Ninety-eight Poems of Xiao Youxian by Cao Tang. The newly awarded Eight Elements Chapter of the Golden Book. The Jade Emperor teaches his concubine Fusang. I've been separated from you for three thousand years, but I hate the fairy family.
Cao Tang wrote five poems about Wuling Cave. The peach blossoms on the bank are nowhere to be found. The spring landscape is full of flowers and it is late to leave. When I went up to the moon in Wuling River in Sansu, I realized that the Qin Dynasty existed in the world.
Laihu took refuge in the mountains. There were beacon fires on the top of the mountain and camp by the water. Ghosts cried and people mourned every night. Only the blue sky is fine, the sun is still in the west and the moon is still bright.
The swans come and swim, the fishes play with the ducks and ducks. You should be afraid of the blue rocks entering the water, and the floating vines like threads and the moon like hooks.
Laihu cherishes the flowers. The east wind is getting stronger and the sunset is setting. A tree of young peach flowers blooms in several days. To cherish Hongfang, I don’t know whose home she is with Yueluo tonight.
Laihu Zigui I heard several sounds in the moonlit mountain, and I was just waking up from the wine in Gutuan. If the words spoken to others are like tears, the blood flowing from the mouth should begin to listen.
Li Shanfu and Liu Shishou studied thrush in front of Zhongri Hall, and several people once said that it was better than flower branches. Let’s see who is the green shade outside the door after the spring fades in March.
Li Xian used the Bronze Bird Terrace. But when he saw the bright moon in Xiling, the female prostitute was more happy for no reason. You Yu had no last words, and the blood dripped from Concubine Xiang's eyes.
Li Xianyong Jie Yuyuan Don't rely on the hibiscus blooming on your face, and your body is as light as a flying swallow. I cannot be reunited and stay close to you for a long time. I cry on my autumn fan when the moon is full.
Li Xianyong's friend Beichuan was slightly moved by his travel feelings and couldn't bear to break up in Pingming. The cold chicken does not wait for the dawn in the east, and it arouses the soldiers to walk on the moon.