Modern poems describing Chang'e

The story of Chang'e has been known to many people since ancient times. Many people also know that the place where Chang'e lives is Guanghan Palace. Below are the modern poems about Chang'e that I compiled for you. I hope you like it.

Chang'e

I often dream that you are standing in the clouds

But when I wake up, I only see vast smoke waves

Laurel doesn’t understand the sadness in my heart

Jade Rabbit doesn’t understand the loneliness in my heart

I also imagined that you would come to me

I also I once felt that you were missing me

I also cried, and the tears turned into raindrops and fell

You were missing me

I remember your heroic appearance Blooming,

Holding a bow in hand, fighting against the scorching sun

I remember your carefreeness,

Holding Yaoji in hand, happily enjoying the wine

I remember your tenderness,

Stroking the strings and watching my colorful clothes dance like a song

I remember your bravery

Traveling far away to the fairy mountains, looking for elixirs, wanting to spend the rest of my life with you

I fantasize about being with you in this life

But fate is playing tricks on you and me

The taste of the elixir is bitter, confusing my tears

The sadness of fate is obscure, I can’t refute

I look at you looking at me

My body is getting lighter and I can’t stay beside you

You are calling me

I am hiding alone in the gorgeous pavilions

The fine clothes and food make up for it The blankness in my heart cannot be replaced

The neon clothes and jade hairpin cannot replace the departure song you sing

The past has become empty, only the tears and affection remain

I look forward to it The vast years dilute the pain

The years torture me

I am lost in the Milky Way without you

Like a meteor falling in trouble

Clouds and smoke hovered at my feet

Egrets rubbed at my ears

I hid behind the stars,

Watching the falling stars

I was stunned Literally,

The mist covers my eyes

I can’t see you

There is only the long silence in Guanghan Palace

Chang'e

She was originally a mortal woman,

She just wanted to live an ordinary life.

Because I couldn’t stand the intrigues in the world,

I secretly took the medicine of the Queen Mother of Immortality.

She came to the vast sky,

and drove the moonship to travel in space.

Her intelligence and beauty have attracted the jealousy of thousands of stars.

She opened the window of the Moon Palace

Peering at everything on the ground

She always sneered at the dazzling scenes in the world

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She wanders in the Moon Palace

Like the moving shadows of flowers in a flat lake

Her bright and pretty posture

attracts the admiration of many stars

She sailed along the Milky Way in a moonship,

in search of true love.

But inside and outside the vast Milky Way,

There are mostly ignorant stars.

Because of her purity and nobility,

she attracted the hatred of the Tengu.

It wants to devour Fairy Chang'e before it can relieve the anger in its chest.

The Tengu rushed towards the Moon Palace ferociously.

It was in extreme danger.

At this critical moment,

An indomitable hero came.

He wielded the great ax that created the world,

and fought to the death with the Tengu.

After many fierce battles,

Finally the ferocious Tengu was defeated.

He is the hero Wu Gang,

defending the glory of the Moon Palace with his life.

The fairy showed her beauty again,

All the dark clouds in the Moon Palace were swept away.

The Moon Palace begins a new operation,

It enjoys traveling in space.

Wu Gang, who is loyal and kind-hearted,

is busy making sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

The fairy danced for her new life,

Wu Gang presented her with sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

A pure and noble heart,

Received a pair of hard-working hands.

Because of Wu Gang’s brave loyalty,

finally gained the love of the fairy.

They stay together in the moon palace,

They live a happy life and eternity in heaven and earth.

Recalling Chang'e

You are like a fan

Gone

I went to someone else

Like pig iron

A cold place

No one knows

The reason

Maybe

What happened to Nuwa

Make you sad

Maybe

Hou Yi’s brutal collision

Frightened you

Maybe

You saw

In the blood-red clouds on the horizon

flying

A golden divine bird

This world

Will belong to Fuxi

Maybe

And maybe

Yes

After you leave

Here

The rule of power

has replaced

The management of maternal love

The barbaric occupation

has withered

The flowering season of women’s freedom

Prisons, the army, the invention of the state

And

Thousands of years of slavery

I know

Your noble indifference

Holiness that cannot be blasphemed

Who can

endure this

However, now

The bell of civilization is ringing

In a few years

The flying flag

will wave Go away from the loneliness in your heart

The Mid-Autumn Festival is here

Try these

oily grapes

and sweet mooncakes

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Then

Read again

The poems I composed for you

Ancient poems about Chang'e

Chang'e

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Tang Dynasty

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.

Asking the Moon about Wine (Li Bai)

When will the moon come to the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask today.

People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people.

Bright as a flying mirror, it approaches Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes all the clear brilliance.

But seeing the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds?

The white rabbit makes medicine and autumn returns to spring, who will Chang'e live alone next to?

People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people.

People in ancient times and today look like running water, even when they look at the bright moon.

I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.

Reminiscing about Nei (Fu Ruojin)

The tobacco in Hunan and Gao is full of green,

Tears flow in the east wind to recall the fine king.

Lang said that Chang'e could enter the moon.

It was falsely said that the goddess was interpreted as a cloud.

Sitting in the shade of flowers and golden scissors during the day,

A spring outing in the bamboo with a cold green dress.

The remnants of the old days are still there,

I am so sad that I can’t bear to read the reply.

Ganzhou Song (Fuzai)

In the moon, Chang'e does not paint her eyebrows, but only uses the clouds and mist as her clothes.

I don’t know that the dream is chasing Qingluan, but I still return with the flower branches covering my face.

Willow Branch (He Ning)

The Milky Way was swallowed at the beginning of the Magpie Bridge,

Tonight the immortal man’s surname is He.

Instead of climbing the osmanthus tree in the past,

How can I find Chang'e in the moon?

One of the poems about pleasure in the palace (Li Bai)

The little living room is full of gold, filled with purple microscopic flowers. Mountain flowers are placed in the bun, and carnations are embroidered on the robe.

Every time I leave the palace, I always follow the chariot back home. I just worry about the singing and dancing disappearing, turning into colorful clouds flying.

The willow color is golden and tender, and the pear blossoms are white and fragrant. The jade tower nests emeralds, and the golden palace locks mandarin ducks.

The prostitutes are selected to accompany the carved chariot and sing songs out of the bridal chamber. Who is first in the palace? Feiyan is in Zhaoyang.

The tangerine tree is the tree of Qin, and the grape leaves the Han palace. Fireworks are suitable for sunset, and silk tubes are used to intoxicate the spring breeze.

The flute plays and the dragon sings over the water, while the flute sings and the phoenix sings in the sky. The king enjoys many things and is in harmony with all directions.

Yushu returns in spring, and the Golden Palace has a lot of fun. The court has not entered the back courtyard, and the light chariots pass each other at night.

Laugh out of the flowers and sing under the bamboo. Don't teach the bright moon to go away, leaving Chang'e drunk.

The fragrance of the embroidered door is warm, and the screen window has a new dawn. The flowers in the palace are competing for laughter, and the grass in the pond is growing in spring.

You can hear singing birds in the green trees, and you can see dancing people in the brothel. Zhaoyang peach and plum moon, Luo Qi is on a blind date.

Today in the bright light, we still need to travel together. The spring breeze opens the purple palace, and Tianle descends from the Zhulou.

The dancing is all-knowing and the singing is half-shameful. I pity the flowers even more on a moonlit night, when the palace maid smiles and hides her hook.

The plum blossoms are gone in the cold snow, and the spring breeze is returning from the willow trees. The oriole in the palace is so charming that she is drunk, and the swallows in the eaves are still flying.

Chi Ri Ming singing banquet, new flowers and dancing clothes. Come late to move the colorful battle, enjoy the glory of the mud.

The water is green in the south of the Xun Palace, and the flowers are red in the north tower. Yingge hears Taiye, and phoenix blows around Yingzhou.

Plain girls sing and wear beads, and gods play with colored balls. It's a nice windy day today, so it's a good time to visit Weiyang.

Amanjiang Red (Wang Qinghui)

Taiye Hibiscus, the color is not the same as the old one. I once remembered the spring breeze and rain, the Jade Tower and the Golden Tower. The famous concubine with a hairpin orchid hairpin is behind her, and the king's face is dizzy and has a lotus face. Suddenly there was a sound, frowning and drums lifted up from the sky, and the prosperity came to an end. The dragons and tigers are scattered, the wind and clouds are gone. Eternal hatred, who can say that. Facing mountains and rivers, tears fill my skin with blood. The guest house is full of dusty dreams at night, and the palace carriage rolls over the mountains and the moon at dawn. Ask Chang'e, "I am willing to take it easy, just like the round and missing."

Ancient poems describing the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. Two poems about the moon on the 15th day of August · One of them

Author: Du Fu

The full moon flies into the mirror , Return to the heart and fold the sword.

The earth is far away, and the laurel tree is high in the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen in the forest.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.

2. Guizi on the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple

Author: Pi Rixiu

A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and it is found in front of the temple.

There is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e.

3. Playing with the moon in Nanzhai, recalling Shaoyin Cui's mansion in Shanyin,

Author: Wang Changling

When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the curtain.

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 by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful.

How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.

4. Climb the tower and look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: Mi Fu

The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams.

If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.

5. Frost Moon

Author: Li Shangyin

I first heard that there are no cicadas in Zhengyan, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.

6. Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night and sending it to Dr. Du

Author: Wang Jian

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, the moon is bright and everyone is looking around, I wonder whose home the autumn thoughts fall?

7. Quiet Night Thoughts

Author: Li Bai

In front of the bed The bright moonlight seems to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

8. Mid-Autumn Moon

Author: Yan Shu

Ten 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 lonely.

9. There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night

Author: 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 neighbor’s pestle sounds urgently at night.

How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky.

10. Chang'e

Author: Li Shangyin

The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

11. Looking at the moon in the Pavilion on the night of August 15th

Author: Bai Juyi

On the night of August 15th in the past year, 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.

When the wind blew yesterday, no one would notice, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.

12. Taichangyin·Jiankang Mid-Autumn Night, a poem for Lu Shuqian

Author: Xin Qiji

A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again.

Pour the wine and ask E: What can I do if I am deceived by gray hair?

Go on a good wind, thousands of miles in the sky, look straight down at the mountains and rivers.

Remove the Gui Po Suo, and you will see more humanity and clear light.

13. Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: Lu Guimeng

The frost is turning late and the frost is late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck.

The slanting curtain and the tree are separated by endless love, and the candles and candles are faintly fragrant and I sit there without hesitation.

I love Sheng tunes when I hear them in the north, but I gradually lose sight of the stars and lose the music in the South.

Who wants to use the cooling power of the school to reduce the first round and the noon hour.

14. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: 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, knowing how difficult it is to travel.

The dew breathed into the hut, and the sound of the stream was noisy on the rocky beach.

The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I don’t see it until dawn.

15. Shui Tiao Ge Tou

Author: Su Shi

Bingchen was drinking happily until the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and was very drunk. I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.

When will the bright moon come? 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 am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

16. Seeing the Moon and Ziyou in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: Su Shi

The bright moon has not yet risen 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 a thousand dendrobiums of water from the Ming River.

So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it.

The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear.

Tonight I can’t see the eyes, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.

Who’s boat is approaching Bian in ancient times? Thousands of lights make fish and dragons change at night.

Chasing the waves carelessly through twists and turns, going to the festival with a low head and following the song.

The green light disappears and does not turn to the front mountain, but the waves and winds will not be strong again.

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to scatter. When you come back and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it.

The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.

When the roller blinds are pushed back, the door is deserted, except for Old 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.

17. Playing with the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th

Author: Liu Yuxi

Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free, especially in the Qingqiu fairy mansion.

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.

A leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is high and the sky is thousands of miles apart.

The young master led me to the jade altar and invited me to the real immortal official.

The clouds were about to move, and the stars were moving, and Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.

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 and good times again, so he should feel melancholy on this day.