Dynasty: Pre-Qin | Author: The Book of Songs
The sun lives on the moon and shines on the earth.
Is it like a person, and it's not ancient?
Can Hu have a decision?
I would rather not care.
The sun lives on the moon, and it is risky to go to the soil.
Just like a person, it is not good to die.
Can Hu have a decision?
I would rather not report it.
The sun, the moon and the moon come from the east.
Just like a person, there is no good virtue.
Can Hu have a decision?
I can forget it.
The sun lives in the moon and the east comes out.
Mom and dad, I won't die.
Can Hu have a decision?
Don't tell me.
2. The sun and the moon are ruthless
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty | Author: Xu Yin
The sun and the moon are heartless and affectionate, and sooner or later they are not even.
Although it urges the heroes of the previous generation to die, it also urges the sages of later generations to live.
Three feet of spiritual gold borrows glory, and a round of flying mirror water Rao Qing.
Who builds Dong 'e Road, the dragon shadow cicada just doesn't run.
3. ode to the sun and the moon
Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Shao Yong
There are few stars in the moon, and the sunrise month is also small.
There are no holes in Zhong Ni.
4. "Xijiang bright moon, the sun and the moon intersect back to the new moon."
Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty | Author: Wang
When the sun and the moon meet, turtles and snakes are born in virtual danger.
The wind blows all the way to the ridge.
Fire dryness must be the source of water.
All actions are done by the mind, and there is no violation of heaven.
What's more doubtful about Cave Wonderland?
Very short, very long life and death.
5. "Shuang Yan cycles the sun and the moon"
Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty | Author: Wang Jichang
Cycle the sun and the moon, spring and autumn rise and fall, how much intertwined.
In the Tang Dynasty, Han Que, Chu Yuan and Qin Gong were replaced.
What is the flow of love? Full of swing, no stagnation.
Back to the catastrophe, I was pushed to the bottom.
Minghui
Pass three, hug one.
Sincerely carry Kun and help each other.
It is full of beauty, it is full of beauty.
Zhu Yun declared He Huan.
Show the spirit, the cloud cicadas slough.
In and out.
Clear San Ji.
2. Du Fu's poem about the moon. In Fuzhou, far away, she was watching the moonlight, watching it alone from the window of her room. Du Fu: Moonlit Night
In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight. Du Fu: Night watchman in the left courtyard of the palace.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night
I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air. Du Fu: One of Li Bai's Two Dreams
Swan has soared away from the sun and the moon, maple leaves have turned red, and autumn has declined. Du Fu: A Letter to Yu Shihan
Clouds come from afar, from Wuya, and the snow peaks are reflected in the cold moon. Du Fu: Cooper
The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows. Du Fu: Song of Dagger Dancing by Lady Sun's Female Disciple
Wandering in the towers and terraces of the Three Gorges, Wuxi Clothes Yunshan. Du Fu: One of the Poetic Reflections on Ancient Sites
Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? In the moonlight, her soul tinkled back. Du Fu: The Third Five-character Poem.
The night of August 15th (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.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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.
The poem about the sun and the moon is in liqiao.
Once out of Fusang Road, it rises like a twig.
Clouds are full of colors, and clouds cover nine lights.
The eastern black dragon drives, and the southern suburbs are red and feathered late.
Fall in love with sunflowers and serve the sunrise in the morning and evening.
Early Wang Changling
At the beginning of the day, the golden boudoir is clean and the bed is warm first.
Oblique light into the curtain, micro-silk-loving tube
Clouds can't be combed, and flowers are fuller.
Du Fu at sunset
The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream.
Wheatgrass is on the shore, and firewood leans on the sand boat.
Birds are fighting for branches and flying insects are swimming around the yard.
Whoever makes you confused will dispel thousands of troubles with one action.
Ye Si
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
moonlit night
Liu
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.
4. Poems about the Sun and Moon The following is a poem describing the sun-the sunset overlooking Xie Tiao, which is controversial.
The setting sun is sunny and cloudy, and the pillow is under the east window. The cold bosom is gradually like a bundle, and Qiuju does business.
Excuse me, when is this, Cool Huai Shuo Ma? Those who are injured and return to their twilight years and reconsider leaving home.
Love is not too much and there are too few cases. Since there is no bad government, we can rest in Luoyang society.
When Li Qiao stepped out of Fusang Road, it rose like a twig. Clouds are full of colors, and clouds cover nine lights.
The eastern black dragon drives, and the southern suburbs are red and feathered late. Fall in love with sunflowers and serve the sunrise in the morning and evening.
Wang Changling's first day, golden boudoir, clean and warm before going to bed. Oblique light into the curtain, micro-silk-loving tube
Clouds can't be combed, and flowers are fuller. Du Fu hangs a curtain hook at sunset, and the river is quiet in spring.
Wheatgrass is on the shore, and firewood leans on the sand boat. Birds are fighting for branches and flying insects are swimming around the yard.
Whoever makes you confused will dispel thousands of troubles with one action. The sunset at night shines on the high platform, and the bells and horns are still ringing.
How many times can I sell it? It's half my life. Leaves flutter in the wind, and colors return to the air.
Thinking about ancient personnel has become more dusty. At the beginning of sunshine, Phoenix House, Li Yuzhong, the rising sun and the misty clouds hall, the Chaoyang Candle Palace.
Broken chardonnay was born in jun, and the pavilion is beautiful. The color of the line is even the threshold of Zhu, and the brightness is sparse.
In the winding morning scene, the morning in Guang Xiao was put out. The fairy mountain is near, and Xuanfeng is at home.
As the Empress Dowager said, I traveled in a five-cloud car. The land tour of Jinshan View Sunrise is a boating on Yushan Mountain, which is a must in the morning.
The river is wide when the sun breaks water. Far waves wrinkle red scales, and green waves open gold plates.
Brilliant shooting tower, a single cloud ends. The poet was embarrassed by his pen, but he sang about the autumn moon.
When Luofu came, the sea was rough and the night didn't stop. ++++++++++++++++++++++++The following is a poem about the moon-Du Fu of jathyapple flew into the mirror on August 15th, turning his heart into a broadsword.
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. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon. The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate. Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out 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 night ChanJuan shadow, facing five waiting for residual wine. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the 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. Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border.
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. Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time.
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.
In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster 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. Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, 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? Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the 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. On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were 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.
Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold. 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. In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside 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. On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in 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. Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain?
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 cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass.
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. Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes. Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes. Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring.
Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge and solve the saddle song.
Du Fu wrote a poem about the moon, moonlit night.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
Two poems of the night of August 15th.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
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.
A little lower than Wushan gorge, it is still called Baidicheng.
The air is full of darkness, and the wheels are half bright and half dark.
Diao Dou urged the dawn, but the toad was on her own.
Zhang gong leans against mental disability, not only the Han family camp.
moon
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
Wan Li Tang Yue, Spring Comes Six Songs.
There is always a dark room open, so it is full of blue sky.
Calm and calm, tears hang on your face when you are high.
There are blackbirds flying in the south, and they have been in the river for a long time.
Three songs a month
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Original text:
Intermittent Wushan rain, Tianhe is a new night.
If there is no blue moon, you will kill the bald man.
The raccoon moved deeper into the tree and the frog moved half a wheel.
The old garden is Beidou, pointing to the western Qin Dynasty.
According to Wushan, a new glimpse of Chu water conditions.
See you in sorrow, see you in twenty-four.
If you know how to go forward and backward, you must try to go up and down.
It's not against the silver, but also accompanied by jade rope.
Wan Li Qutang Gorge, the sixth song of spring.
There is always a dark room open, so it is full of blue sky.
Calm and calm, tears hang on your face when you are high.
There are blackbirds flying in the south, and they have been in the river for a long time.
If it helps, please adopt it. Thank you.
6. What are Du Fu's poems about the moon? Du Fu's poems about the moon are hung with dragonflies and many cool moons.
Nine of "Ten Poems of Traveling in the Mountains with General He" stayed in Gezhou Yisha, and there was "Stone Scroll". "Kuizhou Guo Suyu was too wet to go ashore, and the other twelve kings were judges." The moonlight was foggy, and the stars were near the building.
Sleepless is long, broken and gloomy. "Rain" is dusty and barren, and Jianghan is a trickle.
Autumn Kuifu's "Zheng invigilated Li Ke Fang Bai Yun" is full of sorrow and the bright moon is flawless. "Alas," the guest entered the moonlight and the wind was bleak.
"The Return of Twilight" follows the promise of the moon and is near the south. Su Bai Sha Yi 1. Praise the scenery and express your feelings.
"Banquet at Zuo's Village" is slim under the moon and the piano is quiet. The dark spray is light, and the spring star brings the thatched cottage.
The candle is short when reading, and the cup is long when reading the sword. After the poem, I heard Wu Yong, and the boat was unforgettable.
This poem describes to us the quiet and warm scenery of the manor at night and a beautiful month. This is Du Fu's work when he lived in the flourishing age of Kaiyuan in his early years, and the beauty of artistic conception can be seen in Du Fu's skill of refining characters in his early years.
However, works that simply paint the moon and praise the scenery are rare in Du Fu's poems, and melancholy and sentimental works account for almost 90% of all his poems about the moon. Second, I'm worried about my country.
Because of the Anshi Rebellion, Du Fu paid more attention to people's livelihood and the rise and fall of the country. Therefore, most of the poems in this period are worried about reality, talking about the past and the present, improvising, chanting things, and worrying about the country.
This also makes the image of the moon more worrying and sad. Autumn is near, and the moon shadow on the earth is clear.
When you enter the river, the toad will live forever. Only beneficial to Dan Xin, can add white invention.
If you know the land like the back of your hand, don't follow the western camp of the country. Looking at the moon and expressing emotion through the moon in the poem strongly expresses the poet's anxiety about the national war and the sufferings of the people.
The seventh song of "Twenty Songs of Qinzhou" is a vast mountain, between the ancient city and the valley. There was no storm in the traffic jam, and jathyapple was not at the customs.
After the return of the country, Loulan did not return. Smoke and dust have been seen for a long time, and decay is destroying the face.
This poem is mainly about worrying about the Tubo rebellion. "Tired Night" bamboo is cool and invades the bed, and the wild moon is full of courtyard.
Re-exposure became a trickle, and there were few stars at first. Fireflies glow in the dark and birds in the water call each other.
When everything is in war, it is empty and sad. As can be seen from the last two sentences, Du Fu is concerned about the country and the people.
At this time, Du Fu lived in Huanhuaxi Caotang, but the Anshi Rebellion had just subsided, and it was also the Tubo Rebellion. How could he not be worried? "Subian Jiangge" is a mountain path and Gaozhai is the second water gate. Between the thin clouds and the rocks, the solitary moon turns over.
Storks chase silence, jackals eat noisily. Insomnia and anxiety, unable to work hard.
In this poem, Du Fu expressed his thoughts and feelings of caring about current affairs, the country and the people through what he saw and heard when he forgot to eat and sleep. The lonely moon in the waves echoes the anxiety and powerlessness caused by the last two sentences when they are sleepless, so the lonely moon is not only a simple hidden moon scene, but also a symbol of the author's mood.
3. Homesickness, homesickness. In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, literati wandered and were in war. Du Fu spent his whole life wandering abroad, alone in a foreign land, missing his hometown and relatives more.
When the wanderer is lonely, the moon becomes the object of spiritual sustenance, pinning his heart on the moon, making the moon tie the heart of lovesickness, shortening the distance between time and space, and triggering the theme of lovesickness in ancient January. On a moonlit night in Fuzhou in the distance, she was watching the moonlight alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? ? Du Fu was captured in Chang 'an, and in troubled times, family ties were the hardest to give up, so he wrote this masterpiece of missing his wife and children. Thinking of his wife looking at the moon alone in the distance sets off the poet's own loneliness and lovesickness.
Thousands of mountains and valleys are close to Jingmen, and girls are raised in the village where they grew up, and the third of the five monuments are sung. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk.
Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Back to the soul in the moonlight. The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness.
Through the image of Zhao Jun missing his hometown and returning to his hometown on a moonlit night, he pinned his infinite yearning for his relatives in his hometown. "One hundred and fifty nights to the moon" was cold and no one ate it, and tears were like golden waves.
There should be clearer light in the middle of the moon. When you leave the red core, imagine the blue moth.
Cowgirl is full of worries, and autumn crosses the river. The second part of "Two Autumn Winds" is that the autumn wind blows my clothes, which flows east and west slightly.
Tianqing Town is full of traffic, and there are few pedestrians on Gushi Road. I don't know who the bright moon is for, so I will go home alone at night sooner or later.
I will lean my white hair on the tree, so the garden pool is now right and wrong. The poet can't go home to reunite with his relatives, so he has to feel sad about the moon.
As Fu Daobin said: "The image of the moon reflects the ancient literati's psychology of searching for their mother's world, spiritual home and restoring the harmony and unity of the world. The theme of looking at the moon and reliving old dreams embodied in classical poetry. The moon is a kind of homesickness that stands out in the sky. The poet's feelings of missing the garden and his parents are often pinned on the transmission of the bright moon. " 4. Say goodbye to sadness.
"Guo Suyu in Kuizhou is wet and can't go ashore. "The judge twelve kings, boat, stone. The wind blows spring chaos, the river rings and the rain hangs.
The morning bell is wet on the cloud bank, and the resort shitang cooks smoke. Soft and light seagulls, with a kind of delicate sadness.
Farewell General Yan at the station. This is where your comrades must leave you and turn at the foot of these purple mountains. When can we raise our glasses again? We walked in the moonlight last night.
Everyone in every county praises you and can't bear to leave you. How glorious you are in the Three Dynasties. After seeing you off, I went back to Jiangcun village and spent the rest of my life alone.
After all, bosom friends are hard to find, and friends travel far. After Du Fu's farewell, he was even more reluctant to part. Writing scenery and sending feelings, looking at the moon and feeling sad, will show the sadness of parting.
5. Talent is hard to come by. Du Fu has always had lofty political ideals and ambitions, and regarded the rise and fall of the country and the well-being of the people as his own responsibility. However, his unhappy life made the hero useless, and he had to sigh at the moon.
One night abroad, the breeze rippled on the grass bank, passed through the night and blew to my still high mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
"Jianghan" Jianghan thought that returning guests, Gan Kun was a corrupt scholar. The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely.
The heart of the setting sun is still strong, and the autumn wind is sick. Since ancient times, the old horse has not spent its physical strength because of its wisdom. Therefore, although I am old and sicker, I can still do it.
At this time, the image of the moon is short-lived, small and lonely. Du Fu deeply felt his loneliness and weakness and expressed the author's unfairness, but he still expressed his loyalty to serving his country as bright as a lonely moon. His loneliness and anger were full of feelings of serving his country actively and thinking about it.
7. The ancient poetry day is about the sun and the moon: Li Bai, the entrance and exit of Yuefu Day.
The sunrise in the east seems to come from the ground. After a long day, I entered the sea again, and the six dragons lived in peace.
Its beginning and end are endless, and people can't get along with it for long. Grass doesn't thank the spring breeze,
Wood doesn't complain about autumn. Whoever drives the four blessings with bone spurs, everything is natural. Xi and Xi
Month: The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
Rain: There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Tang Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
Wind: On the night of the East, thousands of trees bloom. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Feng Xiao moved, the jade pot turned, and the fish danced all night.
Song Xin Qi Jiyu Case Yuan Xi
8. Ancient poems about the sun and the moon
1. Sunrise southeast corner, according to my Qin Shilou. ("Han Yuefu? Shang Mo sang ")
2. The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows people. (Wang Zhihuan is at Heron Villa))
It is beautiful when the sun sets, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. (Du Fu's quatrains)
4. The setting sun is far away, the weather is freezing and the house is poor. (Liu Changwu's "Snow House Furong Mountain Master")
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei, "Let It Go to the Fortress")
6. In the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. (Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple")
7. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
8. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. (Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri)
9. The lotus leaf is infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flower is infinitely red the next day. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
10. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the lonely sails come from the sun. Wang Tianmen Mountain (Li Bai)
moon
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking)
2. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven and how close the moon is to the water! . (Meng Haoran's "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
3. Moonlight in the pine forest. Crystal gems in the stream. (Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain")
4. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
5. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. (Li Bai's "Drinking the Moon Alone")
6. I don't know the month when I am an hour, which is called Bai Yupan. (Li Bai's "Gulangyuexing")
7. It's so light that no one can hear it except my partner, Mingyue. (Wang Wei's Bamboo House)
8. When the moon surprises the mountain birds and the sound enters the spring stream; (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. (Su Shi's Water Tune? When did the moon begin to appear? )
10. The moon was closed in Qin and the Long March people did not return. (Wang Changling's "Out of the Plug")