Author Lao Qiu
Written in autumn, the moonlight stretched out the cat's paw and scratched inward.
Bugs and crickets, raise your voice and lower your voice.
Hiding in a corner, their conversation brought inexplicable emotions.
Please let me hold a breeze.
Mend the strings left in the dream
Please make me an iron again and again.
Accept the forging of fate
In a chrysanthemum, I suck happiness.
In the slight frost, I embrace sweetness.
On the way home, my shadow will not crush the boundless grass.
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02. Homesick people
Author: Dark Horse
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon hangs high.
Moonlight fills the world.
I can't handle the thoughts in my heart.
Lovely star, the moon is round.
Scattered in the riverbed of my hometown
I stammered in a foreign dialect.
Smoke in mom's kitchen
It must have gone up, and the fragrance won't float.
I work overtime in an office building in a foreign land.
I can't go back this Mid-Autumn Festival.
I am trapped in a city.
As a homesick person,
The bright moon outside the window
It's more like a hole burned by a cigarette butt.
03. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I rated the moon.
Author Dai Hongjie
Tonight, I give the moon full marks 10.
My son is studying in the provincial capital: negative 1 point.
Daughter loses her father's surname with her mother: negative 1 minute.
Mom and dad live in the country: subtract 2 points.
Friend's power off: negative 1 minute.
You went to the northeast: negative 1.5 points.
There are still 3.5 minutes to the moon.
The willow shoots outside the window are stained with 1 minute.
The bass cricket ate 1 point.
Cold wind near the autumnal equinox, leaving 1 min.
..... the last 0.5 points.
I wasted it on half a bottle of wine.
04. Mid-Autumn Festival is a cup of deep thoughts.
Author: Cao Wen
Moonlight filled the past days.
Cage every trace of worry
I sit at my desk.
Turn over a page of Mid-Autumn Moonlight.
Let the moonlight flow out of the flute.
Holding the lost autumn wind
Ring the wind chimes in my hometown.
In that string of crisp voices
I called out gently, it was your name.
At this time, I hold a cup of deep thoughts.
Every time I taste it.
It will wet your eyes.
05. Pick up autumn
Author: Mu Yan
The tip of the new moon broke into the night's eyes.
Sleepless fishing fire tells the past to the stars.
The roar of the machine is pulling the impetuousness of the city.
Shi Banqiao's thought of quietly banishing freedom to the river.
Naughty waves frolic on the hot cheeks of rocks.
The seeds of Setaria viridis are planted underground.
Autumn wind passes through the heart of chrysanthemum
You can't carve leaves piece by piece.
A hurried past year
It's a memory attached to the ear to talk about parting.
I want to be in the wilderness where time stops
Waiting for a full moon * * * this world.
06. Bring a pot of moonlight.
Author Dai Yongcheng
Tonight, I bring a pot of moonlight.
Drinking acacia alone at the ends of the earth
The month goes, the heart goes, and the thought grows.
The years are quiet and the moonlight is gentle.
The moonlight soaked in a pot of tea is very weak.
Moonlight melts into a pot of wine, which is very strong.
A pot of moonlight, heart
The moon is homesick and the heart is like a jade pot.
The moonlight of water quality floated into a boat at sea.
The moon in the sky is round.
The moonlight in the pot is broken.
When you touch it, it breaks like the moon, and tears turn into poems.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon, so is my missing.
A round, loving heart
But I was stung by the moonlight fragments in the pot.
My hometown is full moon, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.
A wandering heart is half happy and half sad.
I put the moonlight on the sea and the geese flew over my heart.
07 Mid-Autumn Night
Author An Lanxing
Tonight, the moon is round and high in the sky.
Much like the dishes I washed just after dinner.
Just the way I like it.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I ate a moon cake filled with bean paste.
I think of the moon cakes made by my grandma from time to time.
That's the smell of childhood.
When a gust of autumn wind rustles the fallen leaves, it makes the dark clouds play hide-and-seek
When the night is hazy, when the stars gather so unreal.
When I stood at the window and looked at the moon, I had an unreal idea.
Imagine that I have invisible wings.
Fly to heaven, fly to the moon palace and drink with sister Chang 'e.
Tell our respective love stories together.
08. Turn the moon
Author Hu Jianying
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is like a new coin.
Childhood memories light up.
Do you want the country or the grain?
Coins jingled and turned the small village.
I went back on my word and cheated many times.
Father gets angry occasionally, like a child.
Look at the portrait on the wall.
Father, I want to turn the moon.
Stay together, don't separate.
Be cheerful, not sad.
If you roll into the corner,
Like a tear, hidden.
09. Mid-Autumn Night
Author Chi Hui
At this moment, the temple is brightly lit.
The lights of the world are dim.
Buildings, trees, sidewalks
Are covered with a hazy and dreamy veil.
At the moment, the weather is sunny and the night is calm.
Rose petals stretch layer by layer
This lake is a lying mirror.
Put the starry sky it can see
Put it all in your eyes.
At this moment, the cricket shut up.
Lick the jade dew
The bamboo flute sounded melodiously.
In god's garden
Come on, drink osmanthus wine and eat Osmanthus Jelly.
personnel matters
We'll talk after tonight.
10. the moon in the water
A little honey from the author.
There is a me on the shore of Taihu Lake.
There is a girl in Taihu Lake.
I walked on the shore.
You walk in the water.
You tonight
Is it a small tile house from that country?
Tear off one of 365 petals in the morning.
Sunset is still looking at the mountain pass.
Eleven numbers crossed the top of the mountain in her hand.
My mother's words floated into my ears.
Tell me to have a look at the little lanterns in the yard.
I jumped up when I was a child.
This thin table has become fat.
There are bananas, pears, apples and grapes. ...
The moon cakes, which occupy the largest space and are the most dazzling, are fragrant and round.
That's a Mid-Autumn moon cake made on my mother's back from a far street.
Just wait until she opens the door on the morning of the fifteenth.
See the familiar figure shouting the word oldest.
The warm moon of fifteen.
On the shore, I tried to keep out the wind.
You helped me convey that feeling in the water.
1 1. Mid-Autumn Moon
Author Yang Liuwan;
Finally collected the last gap.
Also tightened the wandering thoughts.
Saving Mother's Lonely Eyes in a Dream
12. Innovation
Author: Dawn:
The wings of the sky are getting higher and higher.
Baiyun's heart is soft, like cotton wool.
Hanging on the horizon, piling up into indigo
Sink into a dark blue pool
The washed sunshine is still there.
Nothing to do with the world.
Gladiolus in the street garden
Shoot an arrow
Holding white petals like wind chimes
Reed dances along the river.
The reeds overhead are like snow, hunting and dancing.
Put out the white flame.
Burning years, eternity.
Cicada flies over the heart lake and is reaching the other shore.
Autumn insects play together.
Last night, the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival was big and round.
Autumn sinks deeper and deeper.