Please play romantic poems.

When Li Bai was a child, he didn't know the moon, so he called it a white jade plate. I also suspect that Yao Taijing is flying beyond the white clouds. Immortals drop their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with. The white rabbit is not an old panacea. Can you tell me who eats it? Toads eat the full moon, the moon, the moon is so dark, I don't know. After Yi shot down nine suns, the paradise on earth was clear and peaceful. No matter how worried you are, sadness will destroy your heart. Emei Mountain Moon White Emei Mountain Mid-Autumn Festival, shadow into Pingqiang water. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. (Old friend Jia Chunling asks him) When will Li Baiqing come? I'll stop and ask him today. The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people. Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light. I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? The white rabbit tinkers with medicine in autumn and revives in spring. Who does Chang 'e live with? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. The moon hangs on the Xijiang River, Li Bai stays in the moon, and Wangjiang flows by itself. Suddenly, the city is west of the country, and the jade hook hangs in the sky. Although Su Hua can be recruited, Jing Qing can't travel. I'm worried about Kimberly. I'm looking at the Magpie House. Full moon and pregnant, Li Bai Qingquan pine, unknown for a hundred years. Colorful, firefly light flashing in front of the window. I can't help sighing deeply, because it also causes me to miss you deeply. In this beautiful moonlight, I can't see the whole picture of your road, but there is also a kind of melancholy in my heart. After the rain, Li Bai's suburbs are overcast and scattered, and opening an account is half a toad. Wan Shuang, a river to practice horizontal. When the mountain is white, the sea is high and then bright. Out of pity, I sang like a fan until the fifth watch. Du Fu's "Heaven and Autumn" is near, and the moon shadow on earth is clear. When you enter the river, the toad will live forever. Only beneficial to Dan Xin, can add white invention. If you know the land like the back of your hand, don't follow the western camp of the country. At the beginning of the month, Du Fu's thin string was not on, and the shadow wheel was uneasy. Slightly beyond the ancient fortress, it has been hidden in the clouds. Hehan does not change color, and the mountains are cold. There are white dew and chrysanthemums in front of the court. There is moonlight in the river, and tall buildings want to kill people. A long trip to the horizon always leaves a towel. The jade dew is clear, and the galaxy is not semi-circular. Who picks the brocade and puts out the candle eyebrow? The full moon, Du Fu lonely full moon, cold river night. Wei undecided, according to qi. There is no shortage of empty mountains and quiet, and high-hanging columns are sparse at night. My hometown is Pine laurel, Wan Li * * * Qing. On August 15th, jathyapple wrote two poems by Du Fu, flying in the mirror, returning to the heart to fold the broadsword. 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. A little lower than Wushan gorge, it is still called Baidicheng. The air is full of darkness, and the wheels are half bright and half dark. Diao Dou urged the dawn, but the toad was on her own. Zhang Gong leans against mental disability, not only the Han family camp. Izayoi played Du Fu's Old Moon, which was very wonderful. The mountains are wide everywhere, and the rivers are close to people. Taniguchi collects firewood and sings, and the lonely city flute begins to worry. Batong stayed up all night and went boating in the middle of the night. On the seventeenth night, Du Fu's autumn moon was still full, and Jiangcun was lonely and old. The shutter still shines on the guest, and the leaning stick is more with the person. The light shines on diving, and the frequency at which the light turns over birds. Mao Zhai is based on orange pomelo, which clearly reveals Huaxin. 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. 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. Looking at the bright moon in the autumn night, Zhang Jiuling is clear and clear, and Wan Li is with him. Dreamlike thinking, face to face in court. Bright moss and dew, gloomy yellow leaf wind. You can't speak with emotion, which often makes osmanthus empty. Zhu Hua, the moon, now grows very round at sea, and was born in the middle of autumn and sea reunion. The shadow is full of golden mirrors and the jade pot is clear. Gradually out of the three mountains, will cross the ling. Su E went to taste the medicine, and the black magpie was frightened around the branches. According to the water, the light is white and the clouds are the brightest. At this time, when Yao builds a brick, the pod will be proud. Miscellaneous songs, bamboo branches and plums involved in stone walls, white clouds covered hibiscus. In the last year of Zhao Junxi, Shan Juan had the strongest color. Moonlight in Mid-Autumn Festival, two Li Qiaoge songs are full of youth, and the east wind is endless. What kind of osmanthus does not have round branches? Round and cold, all the words are the same. Knowing thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind. Autumn morning and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chant that the autumn moon clouds wear jade rope nets, and the moon is full of mirrors. The dew is cold and the frost is cold. The color is leaking and sparse, and the floating light is in a hurry. It's not safe to fly south. On the night of August 15th, I played with all the guests on the moon. It is said that only this night's leisure is Dongdu. There are thousands of snows in Songshan, and two pearls in Luoshui. It is difficult to cherish the scenery in a clear sky, and it is difficult to enjoy it. Knowing that there will be an annual meeting, we will remain as strong as a mystery. The Fengde Temple in Qiuji and the chanting of the moon in the stone, the cold wind in the Tang Dynasty is light and round, and the towering tall buildings are at the top of Bishan Mountain. There is no doubt that there is no land for the fourth hydration, and it will be fine in August. Dark stars are purple, and noise is blue smoke in the city. At midnight, alone with the rock monk, the group moved and the world was silent. Li Jianshu, who carried the moon last night, is not round tonight, but it is suspected to be round. Twelve degrees a year, how many hours can it last? Mid-autumn moonlight is like day, so it is impossible to send it from Weng. The sky is crisp and the economy is high, and the whale's eyes are confused. I don't know if I saw the abbot Yingzhou when I went on stage tonight. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, at the foot of Junshan, there is no turbulent moon, blowing faint fog and spitting tracts. Teacher Yu cleaned me up, and the waves swept away after Sichuan. Shooting stars out of the air, the light cage is cold. The road is blue and wide to catch the sunset. Where is the bright swimming? Toads are getting worse and worse. Feifei's silver was broken, and Bai Hong of Lin Ying was saved. The water is even empty, and the frost presses the trunk. It's still night, and the world looks up. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no sea and no rain to wash cigarettes, and the bright moon comes from the sky. Water lantern tree, practice shadow hanging on the balcony. Yaoyao fell in love with the whale's mouth, but Jingying lost her clam fetus. Watch the fence at night, and you should go to Penglai. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, send friends to the south tower, the sea and the moon are out of reach, and the lake shines on tall buildings. Langyin has no green wine, and it is cheap to buy clear autumn. The wind is cold, the fish and dragons are silent, and the wheels are high and the stars are quiet. Guests from other places are worried about the experience this evening. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no full moon in Longcheng, and the satrap stops singing. Scattered with the crane, smoke out of the sea. The gas star is about to run out, and the light is full of dew. If you send a mountain monk, you are brilliant. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Yi showed that Wei Yi had no pity for sitting in the middle of the night, and it was hard to sell Wan Li's affection. I watched it together for a month, all in Guangzhou. Tears are full of gold, and the soul is frightened by the night. Homesick and speechless. Su Shi (Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk and drunk), the singer of Shuidiao, is pregnant when writing this article. When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year heaven is. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. Turn to Zhuge, low-key households, no dormancy. 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. The title of Shuidiao (written by Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival) is "How far is it, how to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in seven days". Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed. What do you mean, Pengcheng Mountain, with the ancient Bianliang of the Pan-Qinghe River, is loaded in Liangzhou. Someone incited the fun, and there was the swan goose in the swan goose. Guest, sit by quilt, sit by fur. Su E rogue went to the west and never left anyone behind. There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart. I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.