It's another Mid-Autumn Festival.
Wan Li looks at the blue sky, the stars and the moon compete for water, and the residual lotus gradually disappears.
Lonely and loud, the trees are full of westerly winds, only missing maturity.
Invite some friends to make wine and talk about romance.
Father, with deep feelings, makes people thin.
And sing, why don't you move on, and your heart will remain the same.
At this time, Chang 'e should be lonely, full of toad light and melancholy for a long time.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl are lonely, and the bridge of magpie has been broken, from which sorrow comes.
A bright moon shines on Jiuzhou, and the dream of world reunion is heartbreaking, without pain or tears.
Vast love is boating in the air, freezing in the middle of the night, but there are a few sighs.
A cup of sweet words leaves sadness, full of sadness, but no one sings.
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, this Mid-Autumn Festival, next Mid-Autumn Festival, when to stop wandering.
Shen Jia Mid-Autumn Festival rhyme:
Looking at Beijing at dusk, Jiang Guanyun is ashamed to cross the moon.
Sacrifice to the sky and the moon, people grow well, kumquat, yellow flower, pomegranate.
Hundreds of beaches stayed up all night, and the breeze blew the rain over Liao Bay.
Don't worry about the bright moon, it's hard to see Gan Kunyi again.
2. Contemporary poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Where the moon rises.
-Author: Kojima
Moon rises
The sound of a carving returning to the nest.
There are fish jumping out of blue light.
There is a piano playing an old legend.
I don't know whose eyes.
Fall on the birch tree and blink.
Show wisdom and detachment
night
But throw it on the moon.
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night.
Those posted on the window
Grandma cut off the window grilles.
Wrapped in ice flowers
In my dream
It melted.
(Sarthou: a place name in Daqing,
Mongolian means "the place where the moon rises")
Zhong Qiu
Chinese
When the Mid-Autumn Moon suddenly falls,
Someone panicked.
The moonlight fell like a bullet.
It hurts people.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is covered with a dark blue cloak.
Is that my bulletproof vest?
People hide in every happy place,
One night, I want to see my hometown.
Mid-Autumn Festival makes people strong.
Everyone is eating moon cakes.
The moon cake is as long as mine.
We were ambushed by the moon.
Singing cold and summer,
Black and blue.
3. Mid-Autumn Festival in the Indian Ocean Qiu Si Xu Zhimo's Modern Poetry (Prose)
Mid-autumn poetry
one
Tianya and the bright moon often remember each other and write new poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
On this day, the whole family is reunited and the true feelings will never be separated.
two
Jade rabbit shines on the earth, and Chang 'e sings pear garden.
Mid-Autumn Festival is a sea of people, away from Wan Li.
three
Sending a Mid-Autumn Dream of Acacia from afar, where is the old friend going?
The bright moon is the heart of Chang 'e, and the dust is sprinkled on every festival.
four
Sweet-scented osmanthus spreads to Yuyu, and the moon is clear and bright.
WU GANG makes wine in Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chang 'e dances the jade rabbit.
five
"Dragon girl likes to meet in the rain, full moon, silent.
The Story Of Diu Sim burns incense and worships the moon pavilion, laughing about the marriage chain. "
The Mid-Autumn Festival moon-watching drama has a new aftertaste.
Every festive season, I miss my relatives, flowers are blooming, and songs haunt Yue Hui.
Mid-autumn poetry
The annual Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the round moon is hanging in the sky.
Ask from afar where to find a beautiful woman, and dance in Guanghan Palace.
The moon used to look like a hook at first glance, but now it is full of branches.
How many people haven't told stories? I was worried about the same thing.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the moon is full, love is full, and relatives are looking forward to your conversion.
Mid-Autumn Festival is just a passionate month, just like Chang 'e.
After cooking the lamp oil, the guest still wants you to kiss me.
Dream of mountains and rivers to the full moon, crazy about the dew on autumn night.
Affectionate love has never wiped the tears of love, and it is difficult to write without words.
Two places are separated by a water, and Kyushu is cold and jade.
Chang 'e waved his long sleeves alone, and Wu Gang was drunk under the tree for thousands of years.
A waning moon is like a machete, hanging in the air to gather murderous look;
The full moon is full of wind, full of wild fox tears.
For nine days, Yun Hanlun was a mirror, and the four sides were still in my heart.
At night, 100,000 birds despise it, and the moonlight is clear.
Returning home is like a dream, thinking is not like tears.
Letters from home are sent far away, and sad words are unbearable.
Three people drink a thousand lamps, and I don't know who is drunk and who is clean.
If you want to find a boat, you will laugh at me.
Beautiful women are real gentlemen, but our blue shirts are very late.
Triple golden gate dust-free shoes, a hundred-year breeze around the idle stream.
The water of a lake is ancient and modern, so why climb the Lingyun ladder?
Sister e is still here today, but has anyone seen Yaotai change companies?
Wear a thin shirt at night to watch the full moon and enjoy the dew in Qiu Meng.
Ruthless but lovesick, I want to write a book a lot.
Two places are separated by a water, and Kyushu is cold and jade.
Chang 'e waved her sleeves and danced in the crowd. WU GANG has been laughing for thousands of years!
The guest lights float, the clothes are light, the night is cool and the moonlight is quiet.
Chang 'e is in the clouds before the old moon, and it is difficult for gulls and herons on the water to chase autumn.
The wind is chaotic, the chrysanthemums are chaotic, the songs are like silk, and the wine is like flowing.
This heart longs for the wild goose going south, and tomorrow it will sail alone on the bitter continent.
Jade que is blessed by Zen, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival.
On the Qingming Festival, the boy rejoiced for Fruit Cake Week.
The withered grass was painted yellow until spring, and the sky was bright and blue.
Tang Di's heart is empty, and beauty is interested in chasing the wind.
Flowers are singing the song of love.
Starlight weaves a bright day
Crickets are in my shadow
Dance with the leaves
Play the golden melody of autumn night
There is always moonlight.
Gently through the edge of the window
There is always moonlight.
Fragments leaked from the leaves.
Silently miss
Yuetong
The bright moon stayed all night.
I was lonely all night.
Wandering Mid-Autumn Festival Forest
When I was young, I celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival for the first time.
Mother drew a big circle in my heart.
Since then, the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
In my heart, it is round and full.
When I grew up, I left home.
The moon was taken away by my heart.
But something is always missing.
It's either winding or winding.
Curved moon
Hanging in the air is often careless.
This hurts me psychologically.
Why, people are drifting?
Will the moon wander with it?
Feng is on Mid-Autumn Festival.
Moon girl,
Tonight,
Your face is really beautiful.
Moon girl,
This is a cake,
This is sugar,
Please come down and have a taste.
4. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival (Modern Poetry) Original Publisher: Xinya Network Technology
Dedicated to provide you with high-quality documents/double-click can be divided into Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry Reading Chapter I: Mid-Autumn Modern Poetry Reading Mode Mid-Autumn Night, Jingui fragrance, Mid-Autumn Night, full moon and gentle wind are good seasons; Gui Xiang lifted up your homesickness, and the moonlight lit up your homesickness; Wan Li looks at the blue sky, the stars and the moon are bright, the autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing, lingering in the heart, looking forward to reunion on holidays, just to ripen and miss; Fifteen nights, hometown month, people are expecting, just sending them away! Occasionally, a gust of wind blows away Chang 'e's laughter and dance, with long sleeves and continuity; The flute is playing rural songs, singing songs and chanting songs. Jade liquid is full, Joan's cup is slippery, and the bright moon invites you to drink, * * * to relieve homesickness! Wandering heart, praying heart and pious heart are warm together at this moment! The red light is beautiful, affectionate and full of human touch; Different customs, graceful, * * * express truth, goodness and beauty! Let's sit hand in hand in a full moon, pass on that yearning, and integrate (Mid-Autumn modern poetry recitation) into beautiful memories; Let us shoulder to shoulder, form a full moon, pass on that blessing, and meet for eternal happiness! Tonight this life, tonight this month, tonight this life, tonight this month, not long, I hope people will live for a long time, thousands of miles away! Chapter two: Mid-Autumn modern poetry recitation Mid-Autumn modern poetry recitation Mid-Autumn night is a good time for Jingui fragrance; Gui Xiang lifted up your homesickness, and the moonlight lit up your homesickness; Wan Li looks at the blue sky, the stars and the moon are bright, the autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the fragrance is overflowing, lingering in the heart, looking forward to reunion on holidays, just to ripen and miss; Fifteen nights, hometown month, people are expecting, just sending them away! Occasionally, a gust of wind blows away Chang 'e's laughter and dance, with long sleeves and continuity; The flute is playing rural songs, singing songs and chanting songs. Jade liquid is full, Joan's cup is slippery, and the bright moon invites you to drink, * * * to relieve homesickness! A wandering heart, a praying heart, a pious heart, at this moment.
5. Contemporary poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Where the moon rises.
-Author: Kojima
Moon rises
The sound of a carving returning to the nest.
There are fish jumping out of blue light.
There is a piano playing an old legend.
I don't know whose eyes.
Fall on the birch tree and blink.
Show wisdom and detachment
night
But throw it on the moon.
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night.
Those posted on the window
Grandma cut off the window grilles.
Wrapped in ice flowers
In my dream
It melted.
(Sarthou: a place name in Daqing,
Mongolian means "the place where the moon rises")
Zhong Qiu
Chinese
When the Mid-Autumn Moon suddenly falls,
Someone panicked.
The moonlight fell like a bullet.
It hurts people.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is covered with a dark blue cloak.
Is that my bulletproof vest?
People hide in every happy place,
One night, I want to see my hometown.
Mid-Autumn Festival makes people strong.
Everyone is eating moon cakes.
The moon cake is as long as mine.
We were ambushed by the moon.
Singing cold and summer,
Black and blue.
6. The poem about Mid-Autumn Festival is 1. When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. -Song Dynasty: Su Shi "When is the bright moon?"
When did the bright moon begin to appear? I raised my glass and asked the distant sky. I don't know the date of the palace in heaven. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that the buildings built by Meiyu can't stand the cold of nine days. Dancing under the moon and enjoying the clear shadows is not like on the earth.
2, ten rounds of frost shadow transfer to court, lonely tonight. -Song: Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moonshine, and the courtyard is full of moonlight. In the yard, the shadow of phoenix tree is dancing. I am alone in a foreign land, watching the shadow of the moon in the festival. Time goes by slowly and the shadow moves unconsciously.
3. Jade Shanshan will be picked up in front of the temple next month. -Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu's "Guizi on the 15th night of August in Tianzhu Temple"
Osmanthus fragrans fell from the sky, as if from the moon. Picking osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh. 4, the twilight clouds are full of cold, Han Yin silently turn tracts. -Song: Su Shi's "Yangguanqu Mid-Autumn Moon"
As night falls, the clouds are exhausted, the human world is full of cold, the milky way is silent, and the bright moon is idling, as white as a jade plate.
5. There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. -Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights and Sending it to Du Langzhong"
The mid-autumn moon shines in the yard, and the ground seems as white as a layer of frost and snow. The birds in the tree stopped making noise and fell asleep.
6, recall the Mid-Autumn Festival osmanthus flowers, flowers are also in the cup, the moon is also in the cup. There are statues upstairs tonight, cloud wet screens and rain wet screens. -Song: Xin Qiji's "Cutting the Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
Recalling the sunny Mid-Autumn Festival, I was among the fragrant osmanthus flowers. The flower shadows are reflected in the glass, and the moon waves are rippling in the glass. Tonight, I also raised my glass upstairs and waited for the moonlight, but the dark clouds soaked the screen window and the rain wet the screen window.
7. I clap my hands and sing, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and become a guest. Dancing and wandering in the wind, I don't know what night it is I want to return by wind, so I don't need to ride Peng Yi. In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound. -Song Dynasty: Su Shi's Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival
Now I regard the bright moon in the sky and my own shadow around me as bosom friends and dance with him, hoping to spend such a good night happily, inviting the bright moon to feast her eyes and drown her sorrows in wine, but my sorrow is still there. Don't live up to this beautiful scenery. At this moment, only the moon is my confidant. I am eager to go home in the wind. In the Qing Moon Palace, I will blow the flute across the sky to arouse people's pursuit and yearning for a better realm.
7. Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival (modern poetry) The landlord gives a score. "My mind is round" Ai Qing My mind is round. The moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival in August is also the brightest and roundest. No matter how high the mountain is and how wide the sea is, you can see it. What do you think of on such a night? My thoughts are round, watermelons and apples are round, the reunion between people is joyful, the separation of flesh and blood is painful, and those who miss their loved ones look at the bright moon in the sky. Who can swallow moon cakes? If Mid-Autumn Festival is a parting in my young mind, can I forgive you, just as leaves can forgive the wind and rudeness? Youth can forgive years for erasing her. Crickets no longer make sounds. Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits. The last rain wet the wild roses (they say the roses by the lake are like songs). Will you sit under the moon and listen to my song, fly to the mountains and fly over the lake to the full moon "Mid-Autumn Moon"? The moon is always so melancholy, like the sadness of autumn water, which contains my helpless sadness. Cut out a ray of hazy moonlight with your slender hands, and let me collect the lonely osmanthus in August tonight, and I can't find the direction again. Peng Bangzhen spent a month in the water, a month in the sky, a month in the water and a month in the water. Look up at the sky and miss my hometown. And you are desperate to devote yourself to the unattainable source of life. Even if the moon is willing to accept your betrayal, there is still loneliness with you for thousands of years. Why can't the lofty mountains carry heavy shackles for you? Did you get blown away? A beautiful weak voice will live in thousands of performances forever. Mid-Autumn Festival, Shuting Island, Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Banana rocking Longxiang is deja vu.
I didn't know there was a "flower in the morning and evening", just because there have been constant storms in recent years. When passion brings ten storms, my heart stops somewhere.
The road has been chosen, there is no Bai Yutang, and I have never regretted it. People are easy to sleepwalk in the moonlight, eager for it and know how to be gentle.
It is obviously not enough to stop the blood from flowing like this by relying on the pride of 24 years old. Have a solid shoulder and lean on a tired head; Need a pair of hands to support the heaviest moment.
Although I understand that life should be completely dedicated, how much is left to myself and how much is sad. The place where the moon rises is on the island. When the moon rises, there is the sound of the eagle returning to its nest. Some fish jump out of the blue light and play the piano to interpret ancient legends. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, revealing wisdom and detachment, but they cast infinite tenderness at the moon at night. It was also the window grilles that were cut by the old ladies who posted on the window that night and wrapped in ice flowers and melted in my dream.
8. A modern poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival ★-The Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival looks at the fading footsteps of clouds in the sunset and crosses the ancient legend that a lamp illuminates the lush years. The dream of the earth stretches in the dictionary of Taibai Dongpo, and the wandering heart is round in the thoughts of decorating Chang 'e every night. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the long line of Mid-Autumn Festival indulges thousands of miles, pulling the longing heart back to relatives, hiding it in the tears of parents, soaking it in the confrontation of brothers' glasses, and printing it in the hearts of lovers. Bright and beautiful light gives people the fragrance of osmanthus and long-term expectation. It gives people a wonderful and unforgettable time. The quiet moon palace cut off the shuttle rafters and walked with the beautiful Chang 'e in the idyllic scenery of Fairy Palace. The countryside in heaven is fascinating. Hard-working Jade Rabbit tinkers with medicine to cure the depression and sadness in the world. People walked out of the shadow of anxiety and walked towards the warm golden sunshine. Every year, the moonlight is full of happiness and peace, and they go to the distant Milky Way paradise. Gorgeous rainbow golden bridge flying cowherd and weaver girl are busy for a happy life. The palace in the sky is full of songs and dances, and the golden wall is brilliant and beautiful. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is full of joy. Beautiful and bright face, wish people good luck for a long time, and happy people will have an unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival. Bathed in the beautiful moonlight, the silver moonlight lifts people's peaceful hearts, and the bright moon is filled with the intoxicating fragrance of moon cakes. The beautiful moon has flown for nine days, and the leisurely canoe carries people's good wishes and people's happy expectations and sails in the boundless sky.
The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the shadow of the black willow, and the wind is sobbing at the tip of the willow ... Dream on, it's time. The vast and warm peace seems to be coming from the starry sky. This is a happy moment.
Modern poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival in English: Moon, Moon, your beauty haunts my heart, my soul. Oh, your beautiful moon, so close, so bright; Your beauty makes me like a child, crying loudly to have your light: a child who raises his arms and holds you in his arms to keep warm. Although there are birds singing in this night, let me speak for me with a white beam of light through their throats, not for their sweet notes: who is worried about them until the failure of music is greater than your night. Your beauty haunts my soul. Oh, you wonderful moon, so real and Ming Che.
Your beauty made me like the child who cried for your light: the little guy opened his arms and held you in her warm arms. Although there are birds singing loudly tonight, your white brilliance permeates their voices. I express my feelings with deep silence, which is deeper than the most euphemistic singing: if someone's enthusiasm for you is hard to convey, this person's enthusiasm for you is far better than those nightingales.
9. Poems and sentences about Mid-Autumn Festival "Paradise on Earth"
The autumn wind is cool and the night is cool.
On the canal bridge, watch the long wind chasing the waves
Xiushui pours into the sky, and a bright moon gently shakes.
Jiangnan luminous, Yuyu Qionglou brilliant.
The two sides of the strait are impregnable, and the fire trees and silver flowers are opposite.
Close at hand, each bears the wind and rain, and each encounters first frost.
Autumn has geometry, and a strong willow is green and yellow.
Where is the flowing water? It has come, gone and risen over the years.
The waves beat on the rocks and asked how many vicissitudes time had passed.
The lonely flute is melodious and spreads everywhere in the noise.
The old scenery is unique, and it is rare for tourists to stop and enjoy it.
Flute solo, sadness and music are unforgettable
Autumn festival, beautiful scenery painted in that year.
It's a beautiful night. I hope the old people are well.
If you leave, your heart will be broken for life.
Gently pick up the steps, mottled pavilions, blue and cool.
Don't ask about the length of the night, a few spare cruise ships often pass by.
It is better to stay in the sky than to fall in love with the scenery.
10. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival ● China's myth about the moon was first recorded in ancient books such as Shan Hai Jing, Chu Ci and Huai Nan Zi.
There are many legends and fairy tales about the moon. There are stories about the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon and Zhu Yuanzhang's anti-Yuan uprising.
Legend has it that there is a laurel tree 500 feet high on the moon. There was a man named WU GANG in the Han Dynasty who was obsessed with fairy tales and didn't concentrate on reading. He was banished to the moon to cut laurel, but laurel was cut with it, so later generations can see the image of WU GANG cutting laurel endlessly in the middle of the month.
Fourth, China's ancient imaginary poems about the moon ● What is the virtue of luminous, and what is life after death? What's the use of feeling arrogant and caring for rabbits? (Qu Yuan's "Songs of the South and Questions of Heaven") (Meaning: What are the characteristics of the moon, and it grows when it dies? What are the advantages of keeping a rabbit in your arms? ) ● In the middle of the month, there should be clear light. (Du Fu's "One Hundred and Fifty Nights on the Moon") ● The old rabbit cries, and the half-open wall of the cloud building is inclined to be white.
The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E. (Li He's Paradise Dream) ● Poor night, where to go? Don't ask, I'll see you there, East of Light and Shadow? Is the sky sweaty outside, but the wind is mighty to send the Mid-Autumn Festival? It is like a mirror that flies to the sky, but it won't fall off. Who tied it with an invisible long rope? Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is still unmarried. Who kept her? I heard that the moon swam across the bottom of the sea, but I can't see why. This is an unpredictable thing, but also a worrying and terrible thing.
I'm afraid that the whale in the sea will hit the Jade Palace and Qionglou in the Moon Palace. From the bottom of the sea, water won't worry about water, but did rabbits ever learn to swim? If the Tao is intact, why is the cloud gradually like a hook? (Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow") Poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties: Fifteen Nights Full Moon (Wang Jian) Bai Shu Crow Atrium, silent and wet osmanthus.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon 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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
Those who went to the house tonight, tossing and turning, sighed, drank the bright moon (Li Bai) alone, and I drank a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. 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. Ye Si (Li Bai) has such a bright thread at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. Chang 'e (Li Shangyin) mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. On August 15th, jathyapple (Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty) looked at the moon and flew into the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his 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 Moonlit Night Memories Brothers (Du Fu) Wanderers listen to drums and geese sing Qiu Ge.
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 moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, 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.
When Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) first heard about Yan Zhengsheng, there were no cicadas, and the water 100 feet high reached 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.
There is a bosom under the autumn night (Meng Haoran). Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua 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.
On the night of August 15th, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang). Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is 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 led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
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.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) turned to court in ten rounds, and took people to the corner alone this evening. Su E may not regret it. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi), the moonlight is full of cold, and the silver 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?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15 (Tang Juyi) Last August 15, 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.
Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) shortened, first frost lost late, and the wind seemed to send the curtain wedding. Inclined trees are separated, and candlelight is full of fragrance. I love sheng tune without hesitation, listening to the stars disappearing in the north. Who wants to reduce the coolness of school and noon? Guizi (Tang Pirixiu) Yuxing left the moon on the night of August 15th and found new flowers in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival (Mi Fei in Song Dynasty), the eyes were poor, Huaihai was wrapped in silver, and everything was red and cultivated. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is 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 the 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.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains? 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 grass dew in the cold throat. 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.
Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) is too thin for a thick meal and too narrow for a dress. Autumn is already very cold for children. Do you know that huts are hard to get out, streams are noisy, stone beaches are in the mountains, night comes, and the moon comes to dawn? Su Shi and Chen Bing never saw the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Song and Ming Dynasties' Poem "Water Tune Songs", and they were drunk, drunk. When did he write this article and get pregnant with his son? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. "Xijiang Moon" Su Shi is in Huangzhou, playing in the water on a spring night.
Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the bridge, unload the saddle and get drunk.