Modern poems about Mid-Autumn Festival written by myself

1. "Where the Moon Rises"

Author: Xiaodao

When the moon rises, there is the sound of the eagle returning to its nest

There are fish leaping out of the blue light, and there is the sound of the piano interpreting ancient legends

Many unknown eyes fall on the birch trees and blink

Revealing wisdom and aloofness, at night < /p>

In my dream, melted

2. "My thoughts are round"

Author: Ai Qing

My Missing is round, and the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August is also the brightest and roundest. No matter how high the mountain is or how wide the sea is

it can be seen from the end of the world, on a night like this< /p>

What will you think of? , my thoughts are round

Watermelons and apples are round, and families reunited are happy

It is painful for flesh and blood to be separated, and those who miss their loved ones

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, who can swallow the moon cake?

3. "Flying to the Moon"

Author: Shu Ting

Are the spring dreams as bright and clear as yours fleeting?

And you are desperate for the source of life that is out of reach

Even if Yueer is willing to tolerate your betrayal, loneliness will still accompany you for thousands of years

Why can't the majestic mountains carry heavy chains for you?

Did you fly away lightly, a beautiful weak voice

Eternal life in thousands of performances

4. "Mid-Autumn Festival"

Author: Shu Ting

Island Mid-Autumn Festival in August

Panana shakes, longan ripens fall

I don’t know that there are "flowers come and go", just because there have been many storms in the past year

When passion brings a tenth level storm, the heart does not know where to park

The road has been chosen, there are no roses< /p>

I have never regretted it, people are prone to sleepwalking in the moonlight

I want to get but also know how to be gentle, so that the blood will not flow like this

With the pride of twenty-four years old Obviously not enough, you need to have strong shoulders.

To be able to lean on a tired head, you need a pair of hands

to support the heaviest moments, even though you understand that

life should be fully dedicated and how much should be left for yourself

There are so many sorrows

5. "Mid-Autumn Festival Silence"

Author: Yao Ying

Hiding in a place that I am sorry to tell you place

I will shamelessly tell you now

I am hiding in the belly of an iron beetle

On the Gobi in the Hexi Corridor, crawling westward< /p>

As long as I don’t look back, Sanyu, the land I am most familiar with

and the sounds and smiles living there, will become farther and farther away from me

As long as I don't look back, I will no longer be a child

I will no longer act like a spoiled child around my grandparents, and I will bring food to my bed

I will come out of the beetle's belly. I was reborn

In Feitian’s hometown, but I couldn’t run to the bright moon palace

It took two months and the moon was ripe

But I could Want to eat?