Looking back, the willows are getting heavier, the clouds are lonely and the geese are far away, and the cold days are red. Where to draw a boat tonight? The tide is flat and the moon is hazy.
Wine wakes people up, quiet and sad! In the dream of the remnant lamp sleeping alone, the light wave is more windy. (Write a classic about the pain of parting) On the moonlit night by the river, there is a spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. (Say this song: a song beats the whole Tang Dynasty) In the case of jade, he Zhu Lingbo didn't cross Hengtang Road, but he watched it go.
Who is the golden flower? Moon Bridge, Flower Pavilion, Window and Zhujiajian are only known in spring. Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. (Describe the late spring ~ ~) Yu Linling Liu Yong is chilling and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. (classic! ! ) Watching the tide, Liu Yongsheng is in the southeast, the city of Sanwu, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.
Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand.
The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, luxury in every household.
Thick lakes overlap [mountains provide] Ting Anne. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus.
Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth.
Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
This is the most famous landscape poem in Liu Yong's works. Yangzhou is a famous place in Huaizuo, a beautiful place to the west of Zhuxi, and it was less at first. Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.
Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers. Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities.
Du's reward is now surprisingly heavy. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.
The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year.
I like Leng Xiang's rhyming poems, which is the most important thing. Where is Linjiang Xianhan Liunalan, Rong Ruo, Xu Fei and Hua Fei? The ice layer was destroyed. Sparing a tree is colder.
Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related. The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan.
It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows.
Langtaoshannalan, Rongruoyuko turned away from the cold ashes, and the lines were completely different. The curtain is hung every other year, and the sunset is half red, when the swallows come.
Looking back on Yun Lan, I feel a lot. There are long and short dikes outside the long and short pavilions, full of dreams and infinite sadness.
Li Yu has nothing to say to go to the West Building alone. The bright moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the deep courtyard in the clear autumn. Constant cutting and confusion are feelings of parting, especially the general taste. When was the autumn moon of Li Yu, a beautiful woman? How much do you know about the past? Last night, the small building was easterly, and the country could not bear to look back at the bright moon. The carved stone fence and jade should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much sadness can you have, like a spring river? The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Yu Jiexing (Qiu Si) Fan Zhongyan has fallen leaves and fragrant bricks. The night is silent and cold.
Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Every year tonight, the flowers on the moon are like practice, and people are thousands of miles long.
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine.
The afterglow of the lamp extinguished the pillow. Know the taste of loneliness.
This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape. Green door leads. Spring is warm and cold, and the wind and rain are late.
Tingxuan was lonely and near Qingming, full of wine, and fell ill last year. The wind wakes up in the corner of the building and the door is quiet at night.
It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall. The immortal Zhang Xianshui listened to the wine several times and was drunk in the afternoon.
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty. On the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.
Heavy curtains and tightly folded lights, the wind is uncertain, people should be quiet first, and tomorrow should be full of red eyes. Liu Yong, who was born in Klang Ganzhou, sprinkled the rainy evening on the river and washed away the autumn.
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.
Sighing for years, why bother me? I want beautiful women to dress up, miss a few times, and return home. Fight for me, lean on the dry place, I am in a hurry.
(Not much to say.
Another expert with the best fingertips.
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The corner of the sunset painting in the upper reaches of the land of Shenyuan is sad, and Shenyuan is not a pool platform revival. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
Huan Xi Sha Xiang cymbals Li Jing sells residual green leaves, and the west wind worries about green waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate and rely on.
(The father of the deceased.
On a trip to Tasha, I lost my balcony in the fog, and the moon was in the maze, but I couldn't find a place to overlook Taoyuan. It was a lonely museum, closed in the cold of spring, and cuckoos rang in the sunset. Mail plum blossom, fish pass by, let me have no hate. Chen Jianghang bypassed Chen Shan, so who got off Xiaoxiang? Yulou Yan Shu Changting Road's green sheep grass, young people can easily go to the roof to dream for five minutes, and spend. ) Su Mu Gaisong Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat.
2. A sad song about the moon, 1, "Shuidiao Song Tou"
When did the moon begin to appear? Holding my cup, I asked the blue sky
2, "Silent Night Thinking"
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
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.
Step 4 drink with the moon
Tang Libai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
5. Meet You Huan
Don
Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, and that is to leave your sadness.
Don't have a taste in my heart.
Wait,,,, and more! ! !
3. Poems describing sadness The moon is shining brightly at the foot of my bed. Is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai
The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon. Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.
4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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.
4. A sad poem with the word "moon" is sadness, and the two should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to complain about the beauty of the moon and the Ming Dynasty.
Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
I hope I can spend every splendid night in Fan Chengda like Jun Jun and the moon.
Affectionate is just a spring festival, and it is still the second of Liu Yuxi's four bamboo poems.
I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. Go out to the end of the world, who also don't know Wei Zhuang crown is one of the two.
Jathyapple has a dream curtain, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. Li Shangyin Jinse
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Sushi step operator
The moon is high in the sky, and the smoke is vast. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune
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 more grass is exposed. 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. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"
When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning
It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Zhang Huangyan's "Mid-Autumn Festival"
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon (Full Moon)
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
-Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
-Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance.
-Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"
6. Sad sentences about the moon 20 16 Beautiful sad sentences about the moon 1. The moon does not hurt itself when it is in love, but it is impermanent when it misses.
Persistent all night, only crying for one person. 2. It was dark, the day before moonlight. I heard it was the day before the brightest moon in 50 years. I was forced to describe it as darkness, because I still couldn't find the night and the moon.
Third, the sad sentence of the moon: going to the moon is not too far; The longest distance we have to walk is still between us. Some people say that the moon at night is an eye, but the eyes are all in pairs, so the moon is a heart! Bright heart, clean heart! There are good and bad moods, so the moon is round and short! 5. The night is gentle.
The moonlight is hazy, the stars are blurred, the lights are brightly lit, and the light of ten thousand squares reflects each other. The wind flies gently and softly, and the huge wings caress everything affectionately.
Flowers and trees are holding hands and singing happily. The fresh green fragrance and faint fragrance linger in people's hearts. This moonlight, starlight, light, breeze, thick green and faint fragrance interweave into a huge screen, which has infinite charm and lovingly wraps the world, making people fall asleep contentedly in a warm breath and sink into a sweet dream.
It was a moonlit night, and it was quiet around, as if an embroidery needle could be heard when it fell to the ground. Seven, the crescent moon is curved. At those times, I played with my friends. It's really great.
I can't forget the dark universe and I can't help thinking about it wonderfully. Seeing the cicada chirping on the branch, I suddenly felt so happy. The mood is gone, I suddenly saw a bright spot, so striking that it has been hovering in front of my eyes. Now I understand, that's-now, I can't say, but I just find it very eye-catching. I was still there observing, and before I knew it, I fell asleep. I nestled in the arms of the moon, so warm.
In my dream, I quietly said to myself-come on! Eight, at night, the moon shyly hid in the clouds, people fell into a sweet dream, and the earth seemed extraordinarily quiet, as if waiting for dawn. What a quiet moonlit night! You are silently immersed in the moonlight, but the moonlight silently sends out your endless heartfelt wishes.
The moonlight in early winter, clear and cold, light and soft, like running water, quietly sprinkled in the room through the window and decorated the floor with colorful colors. Ten, in the blurred moonlight, let go of your thoughts, transfer all your thoughts to your fingertips, melt into this line of words, and drift away with the wind.
1 1. Sad sentences about the moon: When the moon is full tonight, all the resentment and fatigue in my heart will yield to the holy moonlight. I look forward to meeting your heart in my dream. I hope your cold fingertips can touch my dry face and make me believe in the true meaning of love again. The bright night light hides a trace of sad thoughts, which shows that the moonlight is not so bright tonight. No wonder there is dark light entering my room.
Thirteen, the sad sentence of the moon: Moonlight is the acacia of wine in the poet's heart. Her emotions, such as practice, are endless in length; She is sad, she wants to sing and cry.
Those poems describing moonlight are sweet with a hint of bitterness ... Fourteen, there is a hometown on the moon that everyone remembers, no matter where you are or where you are drifting. Therefore, Li Bai looked up and saw that it was moonlight and sank back, and I suddenly remembered home; Therefore, Du Fu said; He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! ; Therefore, Zhang Jiuling said: When the sea rises and the moon rises, the horizon is * * * ... 15. I am pregnant with a gentle heart, looking at the lonely moonlight on the horizon, I missed a place, sang a happy song, and wrote a beautiful encounter on a piece of plain paper without making a sound, thinking of the little woman in a corner of time; I also wrote a faint wish, which is a reward to people. You and I are both lucky. It is a passer-by and your life.
Later, after the fireworks, I shed a tear in a person's empty city. It was sadness and a memorial service. 16. Leng Yue hangs high with bare branches blown by cold wind.
I love you for a whole period of time, from ignorance to maturity, from impulse to silence. Thank you for giving me empty happiness.
18. When I heard this song, my whole room was drunk. I can't get through the cold wall anyway. I just closed the window to keep out the sun. I'm not as strong as you think. I know I will never get out of trouble, because the wind is you, the rain is you, and the rain is you. Nineteen, you will always be my weakness.
But it will never be my armor. Twenty, you are out of my sight.
But I never got rid of my thoughts. I'm afraid the splendor of fireworks is just a prelude to ashes.
I wish you no waves for the rest of your life, and I wish you no joys and sorrows for the rest of your life. 23. Do you believe in fate? Do you believe in reincarnation? The people you fall in love with in your life are all due to the debts you owed him in your last life. The more you owe, the more painful you will be in this life. He has been a beggar all his life, and you will be willing to beg with him. He is a kidnapper, and you are willing to kill for him. Maybe I will put on a suit and become someone else's groom in the future, but you will always be my original dream.
Twenty-five, in order to forget you, I went to drink, in order to forget you, I embarked on a personal trip. In order to forget you, I immediately went with someone else. I did a lot of things to forget you, but let me know everything. I miss you so much, and I don't want to forget you. Twenty-six, will you suddenly think of me one night after many years, and then find that you owe me too much? Twenty-seven, the heart that has been beating for you for more than two years. Even if you throw cold water on it several times.
It is still increasing. Forever.
28. Some people say that all vows exist to set off the beauty of love, and after love, it is a dead word.
7. Write down the sad ancient poem "Drinking for the Moon" of the month.
Tang Libai
When will there be a moon in the sky? I will stop for a drink and ask:
People can't climb the moon, but they follow people to the moon?
As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out?
But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?
Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
Frost moon
Tang Li Shangyin
When I first heard of geese, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
See you again on a moonlit night
Tang Liye
Leave people speechless, the moon is silent, and the moon is affectionate.
Don't miss people like the bright moon, water city between clouds.
Shengchazi
Don Niu Xiji
The crescent moon bends like an eyebrow and has no intention of reunion.
Red beans are unsightly and full of acacia tears.
Peach pulp is cracked all day long, and benevolence is in my heart.
Sooner or later, the two partition flowers will tie the knot.
Bodhisattva-level people
Don Feng Yansi
Whose flute is the plum blossom blowing, and the clouds condense in the middle of the night.
I haven't finished eating the pillow, and the people in Guanshan haven't returned it yet.
The sound is bitter, and the clouds break the frost and the moon.
There are heavy curtains under the moonlight and the breeze is full of flowers.
Meet you.
Don
Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook.
Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
If you keep cutting, you will still be confused, and that is to leave your sadness.
Don't have a taste in my heart.
fairy
Song Zhang Xian
Mix the water several times and listen to the wine. Woke up at noon drunk and worried.
When will Chunchun be sent back? Night in front of the mirror.
A sad scene. In the latter part of the past, this province was empty.
On the beach and on the pond. Clouds break the moon and flowers make a shadow.
Heavy curtains cover the lights and the wind is uncertain.
At first people were quiet. Tomorrow's sunset should be complete.
3 1, Caisang
Luzon benzhong
Hating you is not like the moon, east and west, north and south.
East, west, north and south, only each other.
Hating you is like a month on the river, full or loss.
How long will the reunion last?
8. Sad sentences about the moon 1. If you want to go, go, if you want to stay, stay. Even if I love you very much, I will have this little self-esteem. My heart is small and crowded. You are good to me, and I will be good to you. If you disappear, I won't come to you. Please allow me to love rationally.
2, sunrise and sunset, the full moon and the lack of the moon are always expected, expecting a surprise phone call, an unexpected letter, the joy of meeting for a moment, a long talk all night, and the fragrance of a bunch of flowers. Good friend, I only expect you to give me a little happiness.
3, drunk, who is drunk with me tonight, asking how sad your heart is, your heart is sad, your tears are embarrassing, why is it hurt? The dust settled? People are drunk, the world of mortals is full of tears, the wind is gone, a ray of light sorrow, watching thousands of tears in the middle of the night, the soul is gone for thousands of years, and the heart is idle, just seeking to get drunk and lie in the world of mortals.
4. No one will notice that the sun is shining outside the window of a strange and familiar city this autumn. I am not warm, full of sadness, accompanied by my singing. It's my heartbreaking fantasy. I touch my loneliness and sadness with tears.
Walking on the road of life, as a lonely person, we often move forward with an indifferent attitude, but we always know from the initial meeting to the moment of parting. There are countless laughs and whispers, but I can't reach the two lines of tears when I wave.
9. The sad poems about the moon, tears and the moon are as follows.
1, Li Bai, Jingyesi
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2, "Jade Family" Tang Libai
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai
The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon.
Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.
4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Libai
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast 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.