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.
Miracle doesn't sleep.
I didn't want to sleep for a night, and the virtual hall closed and reopened. But I left the light shadow and stayed until the moonlight came.
Falling leaves live in nests, and flying fireflies are worth my return. A poem describing the night scene. At dawn, the scriptures were blown, and a fragrant ash of white sandalwood was burned.
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.
Other poems describing night scenes
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -"Bo Qinhuai" The moonlight in front of Du Mu's window, will it have frost? . Thinking about a Quiet Night Li Bai makes the night cool like water, lying and watching the morning glory and Vega-Autumn Night by Tang Du Mu
In the middle of the night, the sound of the river pushes the moon, and the waves are like snow in front of the temple (Zheng Yuanzhou's "Sending Jinshan Puheng"). The moon is still affectionate about me, and the apricot blossom tip will be held at night (Yuan Mei's spring miscellaneous poems). The moonlight is half home, and the Beidou leans south (Liu Yueye).
Sleepwalking for a thousand miles a night, first frost ringing (Bagan's Liang Wenmi Yu Yu Jing Kou)
Beautiful sentences describing night scenes
1, the moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, and the beautiful sky and sea make people linger. The poem describing the night scene is from this link! . The stars blinked to guide passers-by. The moon was bent like a boat and sailed on the sea that day. The serenade written by this modern poet to Ming: stars, shining in the blue sky; Blue sky, reflected in the river; Stars, blue sky and rivers are all soaked in flowers. ......
2. The sound of the bell is long. With the hazy night and the cool night wind, you can think about everything, put aside everything and take a deep breath gently. It seems that there is a faint fragrance of flowers, which is long and refreshing. This is the best time of the year in your hometown, because winter is too dry and cold, autumn is too shabby, and summer is too hot, only in this spring, in the lush Woods.
At night, when the night is hazy.
Against the background of moonlight, the field seems to be covered with a layer of silver gauze, which adds a bit of feeling. The frog croaked from time to time, but it didn't lose the peace that belongs here. Generally speaking, a quiet night is like a picture of love: rows of houses are like sleeping babies; Fields and trees surround them like cradles, swaying gently; The frog's cry is like a lullaby for a mother to put her child to sleep, which is harmonious and pleasing to the ear.
As night falls, it is getting dark, and the moon with golden halo finally rises! She, first golden, slowly passed through the white clouds like a light smoke, up and up. Poems describing night scenes-National Day Essays-National Day Stories-National Day Travels-Happy National Day-Unforgettable National Day-Poetry Reading. Suddenly, at that moment, the color of the moon became pale, pale! It turned white! She stood proudly high. She is so lovely, so pure, so quiet, just like a silver jade plate reflecting silver light!
5, beside the road, rows of street lamps shine at night, so that the night is no longer dark; On the road, the car flies, so that the night is no longer lonely; On the house, a string of decorative lights adorns the house to make the night no longer ugly ... Look, a song comes out of that intersection. The car horn waiting for the red light, the bicycle bell crossing the road and the voice of passers-by on the sidewalk made the whole street play noisy and disturbing music.
Li Bai, a good pillow and a good bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si (down the blue mountain in the evening)
In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain. Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless. When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.
Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat. Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse. When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.
Translation:
Coming down from Bishan, the twilight is boundless, and with my return, it is the cold light of the bright moon. I look around from time to time: the vast path, lying on the green slope. Lu Yu Shanren invited him to his thatched cottage, and his children heard the news and opened Jingmen.
A secluded path, deep into the lush bamboo forest, branches and vines, gently brushed my clothes. Laughing and laughing, the host asked me to stay, arrange a banquet and hold a silkworm. Sing long, the wind enters Sanqu, the song ends at night, and the stars shine. I am drunk, and you are ecstatic, intoxicated with joy and forget the world.
On the way home at dusk, I was left behind and lost in the beautiful night scene. At that time, Li Bai was an academician of Chang 'an.
Drink the bright moon alone (from a pot of wine among the flowers)
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. Poetry praising the night scene
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.
Translation:
Prepare a pot of wine, put it in the flowers, and pour it yourself, without friends or relatives, alone. I raise my glass to invite the charming bright moon and look down at my back. There were three people drinking * * *. Moon, where do you know the fun of drinking? Shadow, you snuggle up to me alone in vain!
Let's accompany the bright moon map for the time being. I should eat, drink and enjoy the beauty of spring nights. Yue listened to my singing and lingered for nine days. The shadow danced with me and jumped and rolled on the ground. You can have fun when you are sober, and it is inevitable to be separated when you are drunk. Moon, I would like to be friends with you forever and meet you on the high shore of the Milky Way. Goodbye!
The poet spends his time alone in the moonlight, and no one is close to him. With rich imagination, the poet expressed a complex emotion from loneliness to non-loneliness, from loneliness to loneliness, and from loneliness to non-loneliness.
Li Baixian is broad-minded and has no tolerance between things and me. This poem fully expresses his thoughts. The first four sentences of the poem are the first paragraph, which describes flowers, wine, people and the moon. The poem expresses loneliness, but till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, conjures up the moon, shadows and people; However, the moon cannot be drunk, and the shadow is still lonely. Therefore, the fifth to eighth sentences, from the moon shadow, point out the meaning of "eat, drink and be merry in time, and spring blossoms". The last six sentences are the third paragraph. The poet made unremitting efforts to travel with moonlight and figure, and reunited in the fairyland far away from heaven. The whole poem shows the poet's loneliness and detachment, as well as his wild and uninhibited character.
Invitation to the Moon Projection is an eternal quatrain. The front looks like you can really enjoy yourself, but the back is extremely bleak.
Li Bai's Dream (Part II) (This cloud floats in the sky all day)
Du Fu
Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time. I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me. Then, you suddenly stood up to leave, telling me the dangers of adventure: in rivers and lakes-storms, shipwrecks, fears carried on boats.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life. Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor! Who said that Skynet is long, but it is not leaking? Although you are old, even if you have a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for your sad loss.
In the third year of Tianbao (744), Du Li first met in Luoyang and became close friends. In the first year (758), Li Bai was exiled to Yelang because of his involvement in the shogunate. He was pardoned in Wushan the following spring. Du Fu only knew that Li Bai was exiled, but he didn't know how to forgive him. These two dream poems were written by Du Fu after hearing the news that Li Bai had exiled Yelang.
Poetry is written in the order of before, during and after the dream. The first one is about the psychology of dreaming about Li Bai for the first time, showing concern for the good or ill luck of an old friend. The second is about the image of Li Bai seen in my dream, expressing sympathy for the tragic experience of my old friend. An old friend came to sleep because I always think of you. There are waters to cross. They are violent and tumbling. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river. "I have been dreaming about you for three nights, as gentle, intimate and real as when I was awake." These beautiful sentences reflect the friendship between two people. They parted, treated each other sincerely, encouraged each other and communicated with each other.
Wrong, Du Fu is close to Li Bai, and Li Bai is not close to Du Fu. Li Bai's good friends include Meng Haoran and others. For example, Du Fu's long-term concern for Li Bai turned into a dream of Li Bai for three consecutive nights.
Wang Wei was tied to his family by money after he failed the list (there should be no hermits in Shunzhi Emperor)
Send my buddy back to Chang 'an's home with wine at night. Why did the ancients like to say goodbye in the evening (sunset)?
A farmhouse by the Wei River (in a country where the sun is slanting) Wang Wei.
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep are returning along the deep alleys. The old man was thinking about his grandchildren who were eating grass. He waited in his firewood with a crutch.
Pheasants are chirping, wheat is heading, silkworms are asleep, and mulberry leaves are sparse. The farmers returned to the village with hoes, smiling and reluctant to part. How can I not envy being so comfortable? I couldn't help singing "Decline" in frustration.
This is an idyllic sunset.
To annotate ...
[1] Pheasant.
[2] Decline: There is "Decline, Hu Bugui" in The Book of Songs. This shows that you have the intention of seclusion.
The first four sentences describe the leisure scene of Tian family at sunset. Write five or six sentences about agriculture. Seven or eight sentences about farmers' leisure. The last two sentences were written out of leisure and envy. The whole poem depicts the dusk scenery of villages in the early summer of Weihe River basin by line drawing, which is fresh, natural and poetic.
Xia zai nan ting si Xin Meng Haoran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
Sunset suddenly sets in the western hills, and the bright moon at Dong Tang Point gradually rises to the east. Let go of your hair and enjoy the cool tonight. How quiet and comfortable it is to lie around with the window open.
The breeze slowly brings lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves gently drip dew. I wish I could pick up the piano and play a song, but I only hate that I don't have a bosom friend to enjoy. On this beautiful night, I can't help but miss my old friend. I can only dream about it in the middle of the night.
Scenes and moods of enjoying the cool at night.
This poem is about the summer night water pavilion, enjoying the cool, refreshing, relaxing and missing friends.
At the beginning of the poem, the sun sets and the moon rises, setting a scene to enjoy the cool. Write three or four sentences to enjoy the cool after bathing, showing leisure and comfort. Five,
Six sentences continued to write the true feeling of enjoying coolness from the sense of smell. Seven or eight sentences are about the transition from tranquility to the sound of the piano, to "bosom friends", and from enjoying the cool to cherishing others. Finally, I hope my friends can spend a wonderful night and have a dream by my side.
The whole poem is delicate in emotion, fluent in language, distinct in layers and full of charm. Enjoy the coolness and coolness of summer with the sentence "The wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers and the music of bamboo leaves dripping dew".
Ye Ye stayed in the mountains all night, waiting for Ding.
At the retreat in Wang Changlin (here, by a clear deep lake).
Changjian
Here, in a clear deep lake, the hidden place is just a lonely cloud. The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband.
Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles. I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious.
Translation:
The water in Qingxi is unfathomable, and there are only solitary clouds in seclusion. In the middle of the pine forest, the moon is slightly exposed, like a husband. Mao Ting Huaying is sleepy, and the Peony Garden breeds moss lines. I also want to reject secularism and come to Xishan to live with Luan Crane.
The atmosphere of a quiet and beautiful night can easily lead to the idea of being born in seclusion.