An ancient poem describing Mid-Autumn Festival: 1 1 "Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet for Dong"
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Overlapping festivals along the river, painting boat ice;
When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green.
Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near?
The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days.
Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
2. Climbing the stairs to see the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
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Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
3. Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon
Wenming Zhiming
Sweet-scented osmanthus floating jade, flowers all over the street in the first month, and the night is as cool as washing.
The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace.
The dragon is dying, and the view is awkward and ethereal.
First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds.
I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went.
Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday.
The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy.
Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.
4. Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on August 15th.
Don Pi Rixiu
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
5. Mid-Autumn Moon
Song sushi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
6. Waiting for the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
Don Lu Guimeng
It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
7. Frost Moon
Don
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
8. Night thinking
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
9. Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
10, Farewell to the Mid-Autumn Festival with Red River.
Song Xin qi Ji
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue.
But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise.
Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband.
Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua.
Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva.
Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding.
It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell.
Put the past and hate together and return to it.
1 1, "water regulation"
Song sushi
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. 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.
12, Mid-Autumn Moon
Tang Qiji
The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
13, Looking at the Moon in the Night Pavilion on August 15th.
Tang Bai Juyi
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
14, Mid-Autumn Moon
Song Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
15, Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni
Jinyuan is curious.
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
Ancient poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival on the night of August 15th II
Author: Yin Wengui
Wan Li has no Kyushu and cloud mirror, and the most reunion night is Mid-Autumn Festival.
The clothes are all ice-colored, and water is condensed everywhere.
The shadow of Kazuki Watanabe musician is cold and clear, while the wind in Haimen is white and moist.
Because you did what I care about, you reduced the trouble for one night.
Looking at the rain in August
Author: Xu Ning
On the night of August 15 this year, the cold rain rustled.
If practice is frosty, where is Wu Shan?
On the evening of August 15th.
Author: Xu Ning
In August, the air is crisp, and Chang 'e leaves fresh cassia twig.
A year can't compare with today's night, and I can't sleep before the Twelve Peaks.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Prelude to water melody
Su Shi
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. 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.
August 15th, jathyapple.
Don du fu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
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.
the mid autumn moon
Su Shi
The evening clouds are overflowing and cold,
Han Yin silently turned to the tracts,
This night in my life is not long,
Where will the bright moon look next year?
Drink the moon alone.
From a pot of wine among the flowers,
I drink alone. No one is with me.
Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon,
Bring me my shadow and let's be three people.
Alas, the moon can't drink water.
My shadow followed me blankly; .
But there was a time when I had some friends,
Let me rejoice at the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me,
Guan Shanyue.
The moon rises from the mountain of heaven,
In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The wind, blowing from a thousand miles away,
Beating the battlements of Yuguan.
Festival moon
Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
Ancient poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival
An ancient poem describing the Mid-Autumn Festival: Li Bai: Thinking in Quiet Night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Liu: Moonlit night.
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.
Li Shangyin: Chang 'e
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
(Tang) Lipu: Mid-Autumn Festival
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;
Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
Zhang Jiuling: Full Moon Philip Burkart.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
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.
Li Shangyin: Frost Moon
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
Meng Haoran: I am pregnant under the autumn night and the moon.
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Lu Guimeng: Appreciating the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.
The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Yuan Haowen: Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival
Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.
The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
Liu Yuxi: Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th.
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Yan Shu: Mid-Autumn Moon.
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
Bai Juyi: Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15th.
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Pi Rixiu: Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th.
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Su Shi: See the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.