In life, work and study, everyone has seen many classic ancient poems. According to their content, ancient poems can be divided into narrative poems, lyric poems, farewell poems, frontier poems, pastoral poems, and nostalgic poems (chanting poems). Epic poems), poems about things, etc. So what kind of ancient poetry is a good ancient poetry? The following are ancient poems about appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from and refer to them. I hope it will be helpful to you. Ancient poems about appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival 1
1. Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Li Bai
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
2. Mid-Autumn Moon
Xue Ying
Thirty-six years of waxing and waning, a hundred years of joy and sorrow.
I advise you not to go up to the tower and look at the moonlight. The clouds will soon grow up.
3. Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple
Pi Rixiu
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one is found in front of the temple.
There is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
4. Chang'e
Li Shangyin
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
5. Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Festival
Su Shi
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
6. Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn!
7. Thoughts on the Mid-Autumn Festival
Taiwanese folk songs
I watch the wild geese separated by my solitary shadow, and miss the rich mink; I recall the moon in the autumn of my hometown, and the night terror in a foreign country.
My hand has not climbed the osmanthus, but it is like a rolled banana; I climb the tower to compose a sad poem, looking west to the distant sea and sky.
8. Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night
Du Fu
The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Any brothers are scattered, and they have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
9. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival
Yuan Haowen
The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn.
Children reminisce about each other, knowing how difficult it is to travel.
The dew enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy.
The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I don’t see it until dawn.
10. Mid-Autumn Festival Jiangyi shows Wei Yi
Nothing
Don’t miss sitting at midnight, it’s hard to sell thousands of miles of love.
Looking at the same moon, we are both in Guangzhou.
Tears fill the golden waves, and the soul is frightened by the magpie at night.
Zhi Yixiang is thinking about it, and is speechless until the cock crows. Ancient poems about appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival 2
1 "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew silently wets the sweet-scented osmanthus. .
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.
2 "Playing with the Moon on the Night of August 15th"
(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
The sky will wash the world with the moon tonight.
The summer heat has retreated and the sky is clear, and the autumn scenery is clear and clear.
The stars are shining brightly, and the wind and dew are shining brightly.
The one who can change the human world is Yu Jing.
3 "Queetta against the Moon at Yaotai Temple on the Night of August 15th"
(Tang Dynasty) Quan Deyu
Yingnu Chengluan has ascended to heaven, Renci Temple Empty beside Ding Lake.
The cool breeze is far away in the middle of autumn, and I can see the golden waves shining on the pink fields.
4 "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
On the night of August 15th, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
When the wind blew yesterday, no one would notice, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
5 "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Jian
Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon shines brightly, everyone looks at me, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts?
6 "Mid-Autumn Festival"
(Song Dynasty) Li Pu
The treasure mirror in the sky rises brightly, and the fairy sounds among the clouds are silent.
The beauty of the sky is equally divided, and the clouds are always bright and bright.
The cunning rabbit falls from the string in the air, and the monster toad does not appear in front of you.
Lingcha made an agreement to work together until the Milky Way is completely cleared.
Ancient poems about appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival 3
"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 start to miss each other at night!
When the candle is extinguished, the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
" Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
On the night of August 15th of that year, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is.
When the wind blew yesterday, no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years
"The Moon on the 15th of August"
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Full Moon Flying in the mirror, returning to the heart and breaking the sword.
Turning around and walking far away, climbing the laurel tree and looking up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen in the forest.
Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.
Ancient poems about appreciating the moon
"Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"
Tang·Pi Rixiu
Jade A piece of Shanshan falls under the moon wheel, and a new piece of dew is found in front of the temple.
There is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
"Wandering at the Moon in Taoyuan on the Night of August 15th"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu Fairy Mansion.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
A leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is high and the sky is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.
The clouds are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery and good times again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.
《Mid-Autumn Moon》
Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
Su'e may not be unhappy, but she hates the coldness of the jade toad and the lonely osmanthus. Ancient poems about appreciating the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival 4
Mid-Autumn Moon
The ghost comes out of the sea, looking at it makes people moan bitterly.
The cold search makes Li’s chin heavy, and the cold penetrates deep into the body.
The bright air envelopes all the summers, and the clear light shines on thousands of trees.
In the leisurely world, the heart is as bright as white.
There is no moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
The wind curtain leaks the traces of lamps, and half of the autumn light is lost this evening.
The sky complained about Su'e's widow, and caused clouds to rise in the northwest.
There is a pregnant woman under the autumn moon
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.
The startled magpies have not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust trees in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor’s pestle sounds urgently at night.
How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky.
There is no moon on the Mid-Autumn night.
The clouds and twilight are empty, but the clear light of this evening has been broken.
I’m afraid that after the Kaiji changes, the moon will still raise toads.
Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Eve
Autumn is new, the wind and dew wash the outline, and the Pearl Palace is a beautiful palace. The curtain is cold and the people are still uncertain, and magpie feathers startle Lin Yue. The river is silent, the faint clouds are gone, reflecting the cold light. The Three Thousand Silver Realm has never been so extraordinary for a while.
It is Lao Tzu’s South Tower, my passion has failed me, it’s a very festive time. Who is dancing and wandering for me? I pour the bright moon in the cup. Wanting to embrace Chang'e, I sail across the sea in a boat and play with my socks on the waves. The leakage is broken, the bell is broken, and I sit and worry about the super shortness of the world.
The night of August 15th
Tonight last year in Shangzhou, I went to the post building for Qingguang.
Wan Shiyi still has the same color, and pity herself for others is replaced by various sorrows.
Autumn Night Moon
Gathering and separation. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. Xiangzun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly.
Tears filled eyes. It spreads to my ears, making all kinds of resentment. Unfortunately, it's hard to see things happening in your own heart. If you believe the truth, there will be no lingering. It is inevitable to keep your heart in mind, and the beauty will be far away.