1, the moon shines that night
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
Step 2 Listen to Moon Poems
Listening to the moon is too clear, and listening to the moon by the building is the clearest.
Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.
The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling.
Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.
3. What is the bright moon?
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
Step 4 complain about songs
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.
Second, Tang and Song Poetry
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
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.
Night thoughts (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.
Moonlit Night (Liu)
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Chang 'e (Li Shangyin)
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The night of August 15th (Don Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the 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.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
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.
Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)
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!
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.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
There is a bosom under the autumn night and the moon (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 15, 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)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
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?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
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.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)
It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.
The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.
I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.
Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than 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 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 wind regain their strength 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.
Mid-Autumn Festival to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)
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.
Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.
Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?
The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.
In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.
Third, ode to the moon
Su Shi's "Water Tune"
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing got as drunk as a fiddler. He wrote this article and was pregnant with a son.
When did the moon begin to appear? 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.
Su Shi's Xijiang Moon
In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Moon in autumn night
At first, we were together. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.
"Returning to Dong for Mid-Autumn Festival" Tianxiang
Overlapping festivals along the river, painting boat ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
[Man Jianghong] Send Xin Qiji Song in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua.
Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
Rachel xiangyin
Can't stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal. When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news.
deep black
The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold. Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left. Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk. The dance of life flies, and the songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy products, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of fun.
Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)
Draw drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, and the first month shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque in the capital of Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows and golden stems. Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly. Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house.
For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.
king
Moon, moon, moon. Competition is still insufficient. Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to.
The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season. The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting.
Quail day
Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.
Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past, and I love to keep Yuanyang in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night)
At the beginning of the sunset, the light smoke caged the moon, and the wind was like washing. Jue Cui Zhang, Liang Sheng. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. Broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard. If you can't sleep, get up. It is even more worrying, and it is worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, which are worrying.
God knows, at that time, it was very memorable. The night is always there, clearly beside the bed, watching diligently. The candle is dim, the wine is awake, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.
Come to sleep, get dressed and sit alone with mixed feelings. How can I get benefits, reconcile sex, and then make the rest of the incense quilt? I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on.
Xiangzi
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.
Try thin clothes first, green ants are new.
The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool.
The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.
How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?
Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
[Nian Nujiao] Enjoy the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Sweet-scented osmanthus floating jade, flowers all over the street in the first month, and the night is as cool as washing. The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace. The dragon is dying, and the view is awkward and ethereal. First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds.
I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went. Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday. The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy. Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.
Pan Mingzhiheng looks at the moon in Qinhuai.
May 5 Mid-Autumn Festival, go to Tiger Hill to admire the moon and think of Qinhuai. Look at it a few times, the moonlight is like day, and it is not surprising that Li and Wang are alone among thousands of people. At that time, good listeners gathered in Jinling and heard about it at midnight. In the end, I have seen the beauty of my life in Jinling, and Jin Yi will do it. Qinhuai people said, "If you don't think about it, think about it again." This is a generous stay. Since the first winding, Wu Zha also, a few nights and two nights if suddenly defeated, then people win Wu, non-human victory and emotional victory. Cha Qingxi competed to spread five tones on the shore, and the winner in the pavilion was the true feelings. Then the Pearl of the Yuan Dynasty presented the flute of the colorful girl, which was the sound of its solitary tune. It is a drama, such as Pipa Xing and Princess Pearl, which is even more unique. Regret listening late, entertainment ears shallow. I should dislike it, but do it again, so that when Wu swims, the stone will be willing and easy to vomit, and a spoonful of sword pool will be available. As a result of throwing a pen in the air, the moon went up and down, and I was in the middle of a tiger hill, because the song said, "My thoughts are hidden, the moon was born in the wind, and I woke up like a dream." I miss the sea again. Dragon Street is full of colors, and I suddenly swim and play. I hope that the future will remain unchanged. " "
Fourthly, modern poetry.
Hao Yue
Translated by Wei Erlun Gray.
The moon shines on the forest,
On branches and under leaves.
voice
Ah, the people in my heart.
The pond is like a deep mirror.
Reflecting the shadow of the black willow,
The wind whimpered at the willow tips. ...
Dream on, it's time.
Broad and warm peace
Seems to have come down.
A starry sky
This is a happy moment.
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.
Zhong Qiu
one
If this is a breakup.
In my young heart
Can I forgive you?
Just like fallen leaves can forgive the rudeness of the wind.
Youth can forgive years for erasing her.
two
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?
Hear me sing
Listen to my song and fly to the mountains.
Fly over the lake
Fly to the full moon
three
Life is a difficult play.
The stage was crowded with people.
No lights, no music.
Only with my loud voice
Sing the song whose name I forgot.
So what?
The years will go on
I don't know when to part again.
four
The moon has risen into the sky.
It turns out that the lake will also have tidal sounds.
It turns out that it is eternal from beginning to end.
Just the full moon and the lack of the moon.
In the pale forest
Autumn chrysanthemum blooms.
below the moon
You and I tearfully bid farewell to the snow eagle's back and borneol's horseshoe.
About snow:
The snow-capped mountains are barren and the glaciers are full of geese.
Smoky spring fishing is quiet, and the night chess in the igloo is deep.
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
The snowy mountain is near, and the sky is too high to think.
Three million Yulong was defeated and broken bones were flying all over the sky.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
The jade steps leave the bright moon for one night, and the golden hall is full of flowers in three spring.
Three thousand silver is the same color, and the terrace jade on the twelfth floor is a layer.
Jiangshan is not a thousand miles away from jathyapple, and the world is selfless and jade Qian Qian
Year: Song Dynasty
Author: Janice
Works: Dimfragrance
Content:
Snow compares color. Smile at Lian Ran and stop playing the flute. Don't blame Guangping for his hard heart. On the other hand, it is three flowers and two cores, which will last forever and let talented people write. I still remember I was drunk in the East Garden, and I sat in the sky. Looking back, silently. The rain is dark and foggy, and there are thousands of worries. Jinjiang road is very quiet, and the media hired a voice recorder. Finally, it's hard to count on bamboo households. Gaunt, Qiang tube, blame who started.
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Year: Yuan
Author: Yuan Anonymous
Works: Klang Ganzhou
Content:
A mass of Chun Xue was blown up in the jade furnace. Don't add fuel to the fire. You know, red smoke without flames. No loss, but the weight is still the same. So, three thousand. Only by exercising can you become Zen. The whole truth supports life, just between you and me. Home has its own nectar spring. Water the yellow buds and grow lotus flowers.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Zhu Wan
Works: Xue Changan
Content:
Thousands of households have snowflakes floating, and a little silence falls into the tile ditch. It's all jade dust,
The semi-finished borneol is still flowing. The light contains the clear sky garden, and the light surrounds the royal building.
The flat land has been moistened by more than enough feet, and it is in its prime.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Lu Lun
Works: Going out to meet Geng.
Content:
Yunxue is far away from Wan Li, the highest mountain where he once lived.
I can't go back to earth for the time being, so I'll meet you again in Chang 'an.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Jiao Yu
Works: Chun Xue
Content:
Wandering around the world, looking at Chunping. Regardless of the afterglow, there is no sound.
The wind fills the air first, and it is near the city. Because the wind is low and does not gather, it is lighter to bring rain.
Ganlu knows when it's time to wait. Small Confucianism is the same thing, there is no answer to Huang Ming.
Chun Xue's empty curtain leans out and walks into the wild house half-baked.
The sky is far away and the mountains are very white, so I can't tell plum blossoms from willow flowers.
Jiang Xue.
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
2. Wang Anshi's works: plum blossoms
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
3. A suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu
There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a ray of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? "
4. Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
5. Autumn snow in Xiling is outside the window, and Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.
6. Open the door in the morning, the snow is full of mountains, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.
7. The snow in Hanchuan disappears and the frozen pool gradually flows.
It has snowed for ten days in Beijing, and all the families are full.
9. Grass withered and eagle eye disease, light snow.
14. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
15. I knew that it suddenly snowed at night and heard the sound of bamboo folding.
16. Clouds pass through the autumn snow in Qinling Mountains, and the snow embraces the green horse.
17. There are still oranges when the residual snow presses the branches, and the frozen snow scares the bamboo shoots to sprout.
18. The snow in Ji Chun disappeared first, and it turned to the east.
19. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, with an isolated city overlooking Yumenguan.
The sky is grey and windy, and the river flows like a snow-capped mountain.
-Li Bai's "Song of Lushan Mountain" is a suggestion to Lu Xuzhou.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
-Li Bai's "One of the Three Difficult Songs to Walk"
The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass.
-Li Bai's "Stuffed Six Songs (I)"
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River.
-Du Fu's Wild Hope
The days in winter are shortened on the elemental scale, and the cold nights are turned white by ice and snow.
-Du Fu's Pavilion Night
Now the other seven people with them are almost as noble, where it is cold and empty, full of clouds and snow.
-Du Fu's "General Cao Painting a Horse at the Minister's Home"
The veteran wiped out the armor of steel armor and used a sword with a flashing seven-star pattern.
-Wang Wei's "Old General"
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
-Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
On the ancient fortress, the cold fire of the ancient battle is now gray, wild and heavy, flying white.
-Li Qi, "Listen to the tricks of Dongda University and send a message to the room"
The clouds in the wilderness are not near the city wall at all, and the rain and snow cover the boundless desert.
-An old Li Wei song.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Snow covered the cold, cold brightness, and the frontier light shone on the flag.
-Zuyong's Wang Jimen
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
-Lu Lun's "The Third of Four Sediments"
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back.
-Lu Xun's "Send Li Duan"
Before returning to Lefeng, the sand was like snow, and the moon outside the city was like frost.
-Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"
In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.
-Liu's "Sorrow"
Okay, it's gone.