Mid-Autumn Festival theme poetry, poetry recitation.

On the occasion of Mid-Autumn Festival, while enjoying the moon, the relatives at home can't help thinking of the wanderer in a foreign land, and the wanderer in a foreign land can't help thinking of the relatives at home. So what classical poems are recited in the Mid-Autumn Festival? Let's study it. Bian Xiao has compiled a recitation of Mid-Autumn classic poems for your reference.

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My missing is a round composition: 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?

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For Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: empty horse

apple

On your plump and round body

Take a hard bite.

It will be full of autumn.

You haven't cried pain yet.

The bright moon soon thinned out.

banana

Bring up the first moon.

Please allow me to gently take off its golden clothes.

That weak and delicate body.

Tonight is my shy bride.

Sitting in the moonlight like water

Wait for me to kiss you

grace cup

Missing is bottled.

When I opened it, it was a night called Mid-Autumn Festival in autumn.

The lonely reflection of my hometown floats in a glass of wine.

We don't say anything

Drink it all at once.

burn joss sticks

I got down on my knees.

It's the evening of August 15.

Light a candle for my ancestors.

Moonlight reveals the harvest in autumn.

Everything is auspicious.

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Thinking of enjoying the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: Guo Ziping

Wandering between reunion and parting

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival for Wanderers.

Tianhe straight into the giants, overwhelming urban desert.

Night shadows nourish dreams and condense the oasis of the soul.

A runaway child.

Suddenly, I was unfamiliar with the flashy beauty in front of me.

I miss my mother

Mend the old worries under the old house

Tears drift along the autumn leaves.

Hanging on the dry eyelashes of the treetops at the entrance to the village.

There was a stop.

A lonely boat with a bright moon reunion

miss

If it weren't for the years.

Maybe I forgot you.

There are always so many reasons to break up.

When we meet, we feel far apart.

Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival

Still so single-minded year after year

Quadruple fate

Interlaced between lost clutches

Walking with wandering eyes.

Flowing through the wanderer's post station.

Waited all night

An empty ship has no words.

think

Touch the moonlight on your head

Continuous carding