In the usual study, work or life, many people have been exposed to some classic poems. Poetry is a sentence of poetry, generally referring to poetry. Then the question is, what kind of poetry is a classic? The following are Li Bai's poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival, which I arranged for you, hoping to help you.
Li Bai's poem 1 1 describing the Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking for the moon.
When does the bright moon rise in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.
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.
But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?
2, quiet night thinking
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3. Full Moon and Pregnancy
The clear water reflects the sparse leaves in Gu Song, which have been generated here for thousands of 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.
4. Emei Mountain Moon Song
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.
5. Gulangyu Tour
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
Is the fairy in the moon hanging her feet?
Why do laurel trees become round in January?
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 quiet.
The moon has been lost, and there is nothing to see except to walk away. Worry, how can I bear the pain, sadness breaks my heart.
6. Guan Shanyue
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Li Bai's poem describing the Mid-Autumn Festival: May people last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful.
Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust
Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.
Su Shi's Xijiang Moon is a dream on earth.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival.
Su Zhe's Water Diversion Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival
Mid-autumn osmanthus flowers in memory. The flowers are in the cup. The moon is in the cup.
Xin Qiji's Pruning Plums in Mid-Autumn Festival in January
Good season, I wish every year, a total of mid-autumn moon.
Xu Youzhen's Mid-Autumn Moon
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Liu Yuxi's "Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th"
Have you ever had a few days off in January? It's a rare time in a hundred years to jump into the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Hui Lin's Mid-Autumn Festival Watching the Moon
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Pi Rixiu's "The Devil on August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Du Fu's Two Poems on the Night of August 15th
Liu Xia's boat is still unstable, and it will last for a few days, Mid-Autumn Festival.
Liu guolu zhouting
Ten years of ups and downs in officialdom, people spent ten Mid-Autumn Festival.
Fan Chengda's "Water Tune Songs, Detailed Decades"
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon
Every lap is good night, even this night is partial, and I hate this song.
Wu Wenying's "jade leaks late, hanging a mirror to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival late"
The Mid-Autumn Festival is the roundest. Old stubborn watched it many times.
Chen wrote Jiangchengzi Mid-Autumn Festival, Early Rain and Late Sunny.
Li Bai's Mid-Autumn Poem III: Gu Bai
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan. 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 quiet. No matter how worried you are, sadness will destroy your heart.
Li Bai, the elder brother of Mount Emei
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.
Wine asks the moon (asked by old friend Jia Chunling) Li Bai.
When will the moon appear in the blue sky? I'll stop for a drink and ask. You can't climb on the moon,
The moon walks with 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? White rabbits pound medicine in autumn and recover in spring,
Who does Chang 'e live alone 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. I just hope that when this song is suitable for drinking,
The moonlight shines in the golden bottle.
Hang it by the Xijiang River and wait for the moon to be pregnant with Li Bai.
Before the moon came out, the Wangjiang River flowed 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.
The full moon is pregnant with Li Bai again
The clear water reflects the sparse leaves in Gu Song, which have been generated here for thousands of 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.
Drink with the moon
Lipper
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me; Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Alas, the moon cannot drink water, and my shadow follows me blankly; ; I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling behind; 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.
Li Bai: Guan Shanyue.
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Li Bai: Night thoughts
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.