The ancient moon and luggage are white
When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the white clouds.
The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus trees are in clusters. The white rabbit made the medicine by pounding it, and asked who he wanted to eat with.
The toad erodes its round shadow, and the bright night is gone. Yi Xi fell into the Nine Crows, and heaven and man were clear and peaceful.
The Yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to understand it. Worry comes as no surprise, and sadness destroys the heart and liver.
Moon Song of Mount Emei by Li Bai
The half-cycle autumn moon of Mount Emei casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Pour wine and ask about the moon (my old friend Jia Chun ordered me to ask) Li Bai
When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask now. A person cannot reach the bright moon if he climbs up to it, but the moon travels with people. The bright sky is as bright as a flying mirror approaching Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance.
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. White rabbits pound medicine, autumn returns to spring,
Who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people.
People in ancient times and today are like running water, even when you look at the bright moon. I only wish that when singing and drinking, the moonlight will always shine in the golden bottle.
Hang a mat on the river, wait for the moon, and be pregnant with Li Bai
Wait until the moon comes out, and watch the river flow by itself. Suddenly, in the west corner of the city, a jade hook hung in the blue sky.
Although you can embrace the beautiful scenery, you cannot visit the beautiful scenery. Geng Geng Jin Boli, looking at the Magpie Tower from the sky.
Looking at the moon and cherishing Li Bai
The clear spring reflects the loose pines, and I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed. The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and light flows into the window.
How deeply do I miss you when I chant in the air. Seeing the safe way without cause makes people's hearts full of joy and sorrow.
Looking at the Moon after the Rain by Li Bai
The clouds are scattered in the surrounding suburbs, and half a toad is born. Thousands of miles of frost are combined, and a river flows horizontally.
When you come out, the eyes of the mountains are white, and when you are high, the sea is bright. Cherishing is like a round fan, chanting until the fifth watch.
Month Du Fu
Autumn is approaching in the sky, and the shadow of the moon is clear on earth. The toad that enters the river will not disappear, and the rabbit that brews medicine will live forever.
It only benefits the pain of the heart and can add whiteness to the invention. The whole land will be covered by fighting, but the western camp of the country will not be taken care of.
Du Fu in the First Moon
How can the thin string of light go up, and the inclined wheel of shadow is not stable. Slightly rising outside the ancient fortress, it is already hidden in the dusk clouds.
The rivers and rivers do not change their color, and the mountains and mountains are cold. There is white dew in front of the court, covered with chrysanthemums.
Jiang Yue Du Fu
The moonlight on the river shines on the water, and the tall building wants to kill people. I have been a guest in the sky for a long time, and I will touch my towel when I grow old.
The jade dew is a clear shadow, and the Milky Way has no half wheel. Whose family picks brocade characters and extinguishes candles and green eyebrows?
The full moon is by Du Fu
The lonely moon is when the building is full, and the cold river is moving at night. Wei Bojin is uncertain, and the wedding dress is more and more suitable.
The mountains are not empty, the mountains are quiet, and the mountains are rare. The pine trees and osmanthus blossoms in my hometown are shining brightly thousands of miles away.
Two poems by Du Fu on the night of August 15th
My eyes are full of bright mirrors, and I return to my heart and fold my sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen in the forest. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
A little further down Wushan Gorge, you can still see Baidi City. The whole Pupu is dark, and half of the building is bright.
Those who fight against each other rush to dawn, and the toads will fall on their own. Zhang Gong relies on the remaining soul, not only the Han family camp.
Du Fu plays with the moon on the sixteenth night
The old golden waves are refreshing, and it is said that the jade dew is autumn. The Guanshan Mountains are vast and the rivers and rivers are close to the flow of people.
The woodcutter at the mouth of the valley returns to sing, and the flute in the lonely city becomes sad. Badong stayed awake and went boating in the middle of the night.
Du Fu on the Seventeenth Night to the Moon
The autumn moon is still full, and the old man is alone in Jiangcun. The roller blind still shines on the guests, and the stick leans on the guests even more.
The light shines latently, and the birds move frequently. Maozhai is based on orange and pomelo, clear and fresh.
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Looking at the moon on autumn evening by Zhang Jiuling
The moon across the clear river city shines brightly for thousands of miles. The thoughts are like those in a dream, looking at each other in the court.
Bright moss dew, dull yellow leaves in the wind. Feeling speechless, the osmanthus flowers are often empty.
The bright moon Zhuhua is born on the sea
The bright moon in mid-autumn, reunion is born on the sea. The golden mirror is full of shadows, and the jade pot is clear.
Gradually out of the three mountains, there will be a Han Dynasty. When Su'e tasted the medicine and went away, the black magpie circled the branch and was startled.
The light in the water is white, and the floating clouds are the brightest. At this time, Yao laid down the bricks, and the pods will be prosperous.
Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics · Bamboo Branches by Li She
The stone walls are covered with thousands of trees, and white clouds cover the green hibiscus.
On the Zhaojun River, the color of Chanjuan is the most intense.
Two poems about the Mid-Autumn Moon by Li Qiao
Beyond the bright and missing blue sky, the east wind blows forever. Who grows osmanthus and does not grow whorls of branches?
The cold sky above Yuan Po says that the four seas are the same. I know that thousands of miles away, there is neither rain nor wind.
Autumn Morning with Zichuan Mao Sima Qiu Jiuyong·Autumn Moon King Luo Bin
The clouds are covered with jade ropes and the moon is full, and the mirror is round. The dewdrops on the robe are shining coldly, and the frost and osmanthus shadows are cold.
The missing colors are thin and sparse, and the light is floating in rapid waves. The west gardener admires himself, but the flight to the south is not safe in the end.
On the night of August 15th, I played with all the guests in the moonlight Bai Juyi.
The moon is good. It is said that this night is the only one in the east capital. There are thousands of layers of snow inside and outside Songshan Mountain, and there are two pearls high and low in Luoshui River. It's hard to cherish a beautiful scene every time, but we should force you to have fun when you grow old.
Sincerely know that there will be a meeting in the coming year, and I will keep you clear and strong.
Autumn Ji Fengde Temple and Xuanzhen Master chanting the moon Tang Yanqian
The cold dew wind makes the sky round, and the tall buildings are on the top of the green mountain. There is no doubt that the water in the four waters will be connected to the earth.
In the eighth month, the water will reach the sky. The dim stars ring the purple pole, and the noisy market is filled with green smoke.
Late at night, I talk to the rock monk alone, while the crowd silences the whole world and sleeps.
Yongyue Li Jianshu
The roundness last night is not the roundness tonight, but I believe that there is a beauty in the roundness.
How many hours of youth can be obtained if there is a shortage of twelve times a year.
The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is as colorful as the day, and I send it to the South China Sea to serve as a servant.
The sea is calm, the sky is high, and the prosperity is great, and the whales’ eyes lose their color and the clams dive for pearls.
I don’t know if I will cross the stage tonight and see Abbot Wu of Yingzhou.
At the foot of Junshan Mountain on a Mid-Autumn night, it is impossible to see the moon
The blue mist blows fiercely, and the misty sky spits out the jade plate. The rain master clears away the filth, and sweeps away the waves behind the Sichuan River.
The stars are extinguished by the qi, and the light cage is cold. It's late when the clouds rise, and the blue sky is wide on the road.
Wherever Yi Yao travels, it becomes increasingly difficult for toads to eat. The flying silver and lightning are broken, and the forest reflects the white rainbow.
The water is connected to the sky, and the frost is pressing down on the tree trunks. In the deep of night, the sky is motionless, and the world is looking up.
It’s impossible to see the moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival
The sea rain washes away the smoke, and the moon comes from the blue sky. There are water-glow grass trees and shadows hanging on the balcony.
The bright light is lost in the whale's mouth, and the crystal light is lost in the mussel's fetus. At midnight, I lean on the railing and look out, and I should see Penglai together.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, there are no friends in the south building.
The moon rises from the white waves, and the lake light shines on the tall buildings. There is no green wine when singing loudly, and Qingqiu is bought at a low price.
The air is cold, the fish and dragons are silent, the stars are high and the stars are quiet. This night guest in a foreign country is very worried about drinking wine.
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Chang in Longzhou chanted the moon in his seat.
The autumn moon in Longcheng was full, and the prefect was waiting to stop singing. Come to the pine tree with the crane, and smoke out the waves.
The stars in the aura are about to be exhausted, and the light is beginning to appear. If you send a mountain monk to tell you, you can't be too clever.
Mid-Autumn Festival Jiangyi shows that Wei Yi is helpless
Don’t regret sitting at midnight, it’s hard to sell thousands of miles of love. Looking at the moon together, we are all in Guangzhou city.
The tears are full of golden waves, and the soul is frightened by the magpie at night. Zhiyixiang thought about it, speechless until the rooster crows.
Su Shi, the singer of water tunes
(Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until the end of the year, getting drunk, writing this article and pregnant with a child.)
When will the bright moon come? , Asking the blue sky for wine, I don’t know what year it was in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Go to the Zhu Pavilion and look down at the Qi household, where the light will make you sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou (composed by Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival)
How long is the separation, seven Mid-Autumn Festivals. Last year, on the eve of Tobu, the bright moon was full of sorrow. Unexpectedly, at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain, there is the ancient Bian River on the Panqing River, and "Liangzhou" is written on the boat. Advocating to help the Qing Dynasty appreciate it, the swans set off from Tingzhou.
The guest is sitting on a emerald feather quilt and a purple fur coat. Su'e went to the west like a scoundrel and was not left by anyone. Tonight, I will treat my guests with dignity, and tomorrow night, Gufan Shuiyi will still shine on my worries. But he was afraid of being the same as Wang Can, so he never climbed up the stairs.
Reference materials: "The Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" and "The Complete Works of Su Shi"