The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the meteors in the sky pass the sorrow of acacia, the endless galaxy tonight I quietly crossed. On the seventh day of the autumn dew in the autumn, the meet meet, more than the world of those who are together, but the appearance husband and wife. Common v acacia, tender feelings water, a brief encounter like a dream, when they can not bear to see the bridge road. If the two feelings last for a long time, they will be in the morning and evening!

2, "Nineteen Ancient Poems" Author: Anonymous

Far away, Altair, Jiaojiao River Han female. Fine hands, make a loom. All day long, there is no chapter, and tears are like rain. The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences. Between the water and the water, the pulse is speechless.

3, "Autumn Evening" Author: Du Mu

Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a red candle, and fluttered a small fan to fly fireflies. The stone steps in the night were cool like cold water, and sat gazing at the cowherd and the girl weaver.

4, "Tanabata" Author: Meng Haoran

On Chinese Valentine's Day in other places, the hotel is full of worries. I don't see a woman who wears a needle, but I have an empty mind. At the beginning of the warm breeze, the new moon begins to fall. Who can bear to peek at the river man and ask about the bullfight?

5, "Tanabata" Author: Bai Juyi

The misty clouds and the moon are in the sky, and the silver, Han and autumn periods are the same. How many joys and sorrows, year after year and in this night.

6, "Xing Xiang Zi Tanabata" Author: Li Qingzhao

The grass is singing, and the phoenix tree is shocked. It is sad on earth and in the sky. Cloud terrace and moon land, locked up thousands of times. If you come and go, don't meet.

I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor. Petunia Weaver, it is nothing but separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it's raining, sometimes it's windy.