1. Poems about not being able to be reunited during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Poems about not being able to be reunited during the Mid-Autumn Festival 1. What are the poems about not being able to go home and being reunited during the Mid-Autumn Festival
Examples 1
——"Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Example 2
——"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" Tang Dynasty: 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.
Example 3
- "Mid-Autumn Moon" Song Dynasty: 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 without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Example 4
—— "Moon over Xijiang·A Big Dream of Worldly Affairs" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
People who drink cheap wine often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is often clouded. harm.
Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.
Example 5
——"Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du" 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 is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.
2. Sentences that cannot be reunited during the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, toasts to reunion, the leaves are already flying, and the friendship continues. Homesick people are in a hurry in the distance, and the speckled silver light leaking in from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness.
2. The Mid-Autumn Festival moon is full, and people who are deeply in love are also lonely. It is the waning moon that mends my thoughts, and it is the objects and scenery that touch the sadness. The bottle is filled with clear moonlight alone, covered with infatuation and lingering tears.
3. A quiet spirit, floating in the rustling autumn wind. A incomplete full moon, filled with endless lovesickness, immersed in a little drunkenness, melting into the same lonely moonlight.
4. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again. Others are celebrating reunions, but I am a lonely person. It’s really sad!
5. The moonlight is hazy, the night sky is graceful, the winding paths are full of flower shadows, and mottled with thoughts. The sound of silk and bamboo blends into the rhythm of the moonlight. The sound of rustling water sounded softly, adding to the desolation of autumn.
6. Mid-Autumn Festival is another personal festival. The footsteps of youth are traveling step by step. There are too many blessings, but our growth has not stopped moving forward. We are about to walk in the world. Various places.
7. In the lonely Mid-Autumn Festival, my thoughts are flying in the silver moonlight, and my dreams are rippling in the dark night, once again tugging at the slightly painful heartstrings.
8. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a sad festival, with deep longing and unstoppable tears filling my eyes. When I am alone, even the moon has disappeared. When I am alone, I don’t even have a shadow. How can I be miserable? Excellent words.
9. In the autumn colors, the charming yellow and delicate green gradually fade away with the autumn wind, and the dead leaves of a tree fall alone and wither. It is difficult to hide the hesitation of vicissitudes of life between the eyebrows, and the bottom of my heart is like running water. Indifference gives birth to gurgling sadness.
10. It seems that for many years, I have been watching this bustling world alone, watching the happiness and excitement of others. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival alone again, which is a bit sad.
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Poems of the Han and Wei dynasties 1. Ancient poems The bright moon is bright and luminous at night, and the bright moon is bright and luminous at night, prompting the weaving of the east wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how can all the stars align. White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.
The cicadas chirp among the trees in autumn, and the black birds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.
If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked.
What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation for good deeds? 2. Ancient poem: How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
3. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qiwansu is as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandoning the donation basket, there is no way out of kindness. Tang Poems 1. Li Bai: The Moon over Guanshan The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.
Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. 2. Li Bai: Drinking alone under the moon. A pot of wine among the flowers. Drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
3. Li Bai: Night Thoughts The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
4. Liu Fangping: Moonlight Night The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
5. Li Shangyin: Chang'e The shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking over the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
6. Du Fu: Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night. The drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
7. Zhang Jiuling: Look at the moon and embrace the distance. There is a bright moon 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 compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. 8. Li Shangyin: Frost Moon I first heard that there are no cicadas in the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. 9. Meng Haoran: I am pregnant under the autumn moon. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing in the sky, Song Dynasty poem 1. Autumn night and the moon gathered and dispersed at the beginning.
Then he called him, and there was no reason to meet him 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.
2. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be left behind. Time rushes by, the fragrant orchids rest, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment.
Colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle, indicating that there are previous incidents. On a windy and moonlit night, there are several old traces.
Forbearance and thinking. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Towards the Immortal Island and back to the underworld, there is no news from either side. 3. Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet is dim, and the return is slightly cold.
Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was still drunk and silent. Time passes by again and again, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow.
Thinking secretly and reminiscing about old times, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I wanted to throw fruits to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time.
The dancing swallows flutter and sing and sing. In front of the Dai Banquet, there are all the deities of gods and goddesses. At the end of the night, it becomes even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks.
The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy 4. Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing Prostitute) The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city. The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
The phoenix candles are twinkling. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall. Little did he know that famous officials would be detained and interrogated, and their charm would be reduced over the years.
5. Look at the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle for success is still lacking.
Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways. It was last year's season at the threshold of the small building.
Thousands of miles away, the clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it. 6. Partridge Sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind.
A bright moon hangs above the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, even though our hearts are still in the same bed.
Feelings of love and affection. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places. 7. Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
Feeling in the green tent, the coolness gives rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore. More leaking throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions are arising, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching. Sometimes in the night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dark, I wake up from the drunkenness, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again. Come to sleep and sit alone with your clothes on, feeling all kinds of hopeless feelings.
How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make up the remaining fragrant quilt. I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on.
8. Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen was drunk during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he wrote this article while having a child. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. 9. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.
Go to a restaurant and drink and get drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest.
Jijue already knows. The chaotic mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world.
This sentence is written on the bridge pillar. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky.
The mud has not yet been resolved, and the jade is arrogant. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao.
Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn. 10. Xing Xiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn around the sadness of love, and explore Jin Yingzhi that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants. Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness.
The courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken at dusk, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I am worried about the past. In that eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty.
When you hear the sound of an anvil being pounded, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
4. Sad poems about not being able to reunite with family during the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. 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. ——"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
Interpretation: A bright moon rises on the vast sea, and at this time you and I are looking at each other at the end of the world. Loved people resent the long moonlit night and stay awake all night longing for their loved ones.
2. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely. ——"Mid-Autumn Moon" Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Interpretation: The Mid-Autumn Moon is full, the moonlight shines in the courtyard, and the shadows of the plane trees in the courtyard are whirling. I am traveling alone in a foreign land. Looking at the shadows of the trees under the moon during the festival, time Slowly passing by, the shadow moved unconsciously. Looking at the bright moon in the sky from a distance, thinking about Chanjuan in the moon palace, I feel regretful now. After all, the only ones accompanying her are the cold moon and the lonely laurel tree.
3. When wine is cheap, guests often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly. ——"Moon in Xijiang·A Big Dream of World Affairs" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Interpretation: Wine is not good wine, but it makes guests less worried. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I could only pick up the wine glass and look sadly to the north.
4. Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. ——"Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night to Send to Doctor Du" Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
Interpretation: The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival shines in the courtyard, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, and the crows on the trees have stopped chattering. , fell into sleep. It's late at night, and the cool autumn dew quietly wets the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden. Tonight, the bright moon is in the sky, and people are all admiring the moon. I wonder whose house those vast autumn thoughts fall on?
5. Outside the autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely. If there is no moon this night, the whole year will be in vain. ——"Mid-Autumn Festival" Tang Dynasty: Sikong Tu
Definition: Walking in the autumn night and singing softly in my spare time, I always feel empty, depressed and uneasy. If there is no full moon tonight, this autumn will be wasted.
5. The poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion must be "reunion" poems
1. Looking at the moon and cherishing the distance/Looking at the moon and cherishing the past
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this moment.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to 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 away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Translation: A bright moon rises over the vast sea. At this time, you and I are looking at each other at the end of the world.
Sentimental people resent the long moonlit night and stay up all night longing for their loved ones.
I extinguished the candles and loved the moonlight in this room full of moonlight. I wandered around in my clothes and felt the coldness of the night dew.
I cannot give you the beautiful moonlight, I only hope to meet you in my dreamland.
2. Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple
Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu
A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new one is found in front of the temple. .
So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Translation: Osmanthus flowers fell from the sky, as if they were falling from the moon. Picking up the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh.
I still don’t understand why Wu Gang has trouble with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably scattered by Chang'e and given to everyone.
3. Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Moon
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The real name of the Mid-Autumn Festival poem is Xiao Qin Wang, and it is called Yangguan Song
The dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Translation: As night falls, the clouds disappear, the sky and the earth are filled with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently, and the bright moon turns to the sky, as white and crystal clear as a jade plate.
Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly hidden by wind and clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really rare! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to watch the moon?
4. A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Mid-Autumn Festival
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers and the moon are in the cup. Tonight, the same person upstairs, the screen window is wet with clouds and the screen window is wet with rain.
I want to take advantage of the wind to ask about chemical industry, but the road is difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass. The whole hall is only filled with red candles, the songs are calm and the cups are calm.
Translation: Recalling that sunny Mid-Autumn Festival, I was surrounded by fragrant osmanthus bushes. The shadows of flowers are reflected in the wine glass, and the moon waves are rippling in the wine glass. Tonight, I toasted to the moonlight upstairs, but the dark clouds soaked the screens and the rain soaked the screens.
I have always wanted to take advantage of the wind to go to heaven to question God, but there is no way to get through to heaven. Even if I want to send a letter, it is difficult to get through. The entire hall was filled with only the burning light of candles, which made the banquet glow red. Let us slowly drink a few cups of wine, and let us slowly sing the song to the end.
5. Dongxian Song·Sizhou Mid-Autumn Festival
Song Dynasty: Chao Buzhi
Where the green smoke is visible, the blue sea is flying and the golden mirror is flying. The shadow of osmanthus lies on the idle steps of the eternal night. When the dew is cold, there are many cold and scattered things. Shenjing is far away, but only Lanqiao Road is close.
The crystal curtain is not lowered, the mica screen is opened, and the beauty light powder is cold soaked. Waiting for the capital to give many bright lights to Jinzun, and cast the dawn and clouds to pour out all the clouds. Furthermore, I went to the South Tower on the Hu bed and watched the jade make up the human world.
Translation: The blue smoke clouds covered the shadow of the moon, and a golden mirror flew out from the clear sky like the blue sea. The slanting shadow of a hanging tree lies on the empty steps in the long night. As the night dew grows cooler, many autumn cicadas chirp indiscriminately. It's a long way to miss Kyoto, but the only way to get close is the Moon Palace Wonderland.
The high-rolled crystal curtain unfolds the mica screen, and the beauty's light powder soaks into the cold night and moon. Wait for me to pour many moonlights into the golden cup, until dawn and the flowing clouds are all gone. Then take a bed with you and go up to the south tower to see the world paved with white jade and appreciate the pure white and clear autumn.
6. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion
Selected poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival: Drinking Alone under the Moon by Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
The Moon on the Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the 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 on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, 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 thoughts! Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai Wang Changling When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the window. The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
The Mid-Autumn Moon has come together, the sky is blue and cloudless, the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the remaining wine of the fifth period.
Guan Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
Night Thoughts by Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
Moonlight Night Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e Li Shangyin The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night, Du Fu. Drums cut off the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
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 compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. Frost Moon Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.
The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
Mid-Autumn Festival awaits the moon, Lu Guimeng turns to lack of frost and loses it to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who is the school's cooling force, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
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, but they know how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn.
Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th Liu Yuxi When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, especially in the Qingqiu Fairyland. 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. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds (the left car and the right car merge) 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 with good times, so he should be melancholy on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon by 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 without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi In the past year, 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. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the osmanthus peel rests on the day of rest. A jade stone falls under the moon, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Zizi by Su Shi The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River. So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horns and tails are as bright as a dragon and a dragon. Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.
Who is the boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves* (wind left and right occupy) will the wind return and become strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.
The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass is heard when the throat is cold* (insects above and below). There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who is mute under the window.
Don’t be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon. The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty followed the sunrise, and suddenly I dreamed of a guest from Yaotai.
Climbing the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival Mi Fu's eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.
How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep at night, so I picked up my clothes and wandered around.
Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is 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.
Xijiang Moon Su Shi is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant and getting drunk.
I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.
The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The light waves in the wild are shining, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.
It’s a pity that a stream of wind and moon cannot teach Qiong Yao to be crushed. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Back to Dong Tiju and the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet by Wen Tianxiang. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the boat carrying the painting is lifted. When the moon is over, the glass is raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.
The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when I visited Red Cliff. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.
The river is full of red. Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Xin Qiji Go up to the west building quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow.
Whoever makes the curling floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season. Ask Chang'e.
7. Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival's "missing" and "reunion"
1. "Shui Diao Ge Tou·When Will the Bright Moon Come"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drinking happily until I was very drunk, so I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I wish you a long life and thousands of miles ***Chanjuan
Translation: On the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Bingchen year, I drank happily until the next morning. I got drunk and wrote this poem. At the same time, I missed my younger brother Su. rut. When did the bright moon begin to appear? I picked up my wine glass and asked the sky. I don’t know what year or month it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the cool breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a building made of beautiful jade.
Dancing gracefully and admiring the clear shadows under the moon, it doesn’t feel like you are in the human world. The moon turned around the vermilion pavilion and hung low on the carved windows, illuminating myself who was not sleepy. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards people. Why does it become full only when people leave?
People undergo changes in joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This kind of thing has been difficult to understand since ancient times. I just hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and can enjoy this beautiful moonlight even if they are thousands of miles apart.
2. "Mid-Autumn Moon"
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.
It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is alone
Translation: The Mid-Autumn Festival is full, the moonlight shines on the courtyard, the shadows of the sycamore trees in the courtyard are dancing, I am traveling alone in a foreign land, it is a festival Looking at the shadows of the trees under the moon, time passes slowly and the shadows move unconsciously. Looking at the bright moon in the sky from a distance, thinking about Chanjuan in the moon palace, I feel regretful now. After all, she is accompanied by the cold toad and the lonely laurel tree.
3. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Su Che
How long we have been apart, we spent 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 carried on the boat. Advocate to help the Qing Dynasty reward, and the geese rise from Tingzhou.
The guest is sitting in the middle, wearing green feathers and purple fur. Su'e was a scoundrel, and no one left her when she went to the west. 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.
Translation: We have been apart for too long, it has been the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year on this day in Tobu Land, I looked at the bright moon and was filled with sadness. Unexpectedly, we would go boating on the ancient Bian River together at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain and go to Liangzhou together. There is propaganda to add to the fun and startle the geese on the pavilion.
The guest sitting in the middle is gorgeously dressed. The moon is ruthless and refuses to be left behind and sets in the west. Tonight we have wine to entertain guests, but tomorrow night we have to live alone on the boat again, and the sorrow of separation remains the same. I'm afraid that like Wang Can, I won't be allowed to return to my hometown, so I can only go up to the building to see each other.
4. "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Looking far into the distance from a height, you can see that there are thousands of miles in the sky, and there are no traces of clouds. The osmanthus flies to the place where the light shines, and the autumn green is soaked in the cold for a day. Yuyu Qionglou, riding a luan to and fro, people are in Qingliang country. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke and trees are visible in the distance.
I was drunk, clapping my hands and singing wildly, raising my arms to welcome the moon, and becoming three guests facing each other. Dancing and wandering under the wind and dew, I don’t know what night it is. He wanted to ride on the wind, but he turned over and returned. There was no use riding on the wings of a roc. In the Crystal Palace, a flute broke.
Translation: Standing on a high-rise building, looking from a height, the sky is cloudless and appears even more vast and boundless. The radiance of the moon shines down from the sky, immersing the autumn blue sky in a coldness.
In the Qionglou Yuyu of the Moon Palace, fairies ride on phoenixes to come and go freely. I yearn for the purity and freedom in the Moon Palace. The beautiful mountains and rivers are as beautiful as pictures. I can see them in the hazy moonlight. Inside, the shadows of the trees are dancing. When I was drunk, I clapped my hands and sang like crazy, inviting the moon to admire my heart. My neighbors faced each other's shadows, and we became close friends with the bright moon.
Wandering and dancing in such a gentle breeze, I don’t know when. So I thought that I could completely leave by riding on the wind, so why bother riding on the wings of a roc. In the bright moon palace, play the flute so loudly that it resounds through the sky.
5. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du"
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 is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.
Translation: The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival shone in the courtyard, and the ground seemed as white as a layer of frost and snow. The crows in the trees stopped chattering and fell asleep. It's late at night, and the cool autumn dew quietly wets the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden.
Tonight, the bright moon is in the sky, and people are all admiring the moon. I wonder whose house those vast autumn thoughts fall on?