The Dojo is full of ghosts, and the original orchid is ancient. However, it is strange that the red note is attached to the door, and the meat mountain wine sea celebrates Zhongyuan.
Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches (Qing) Panglong
Thousands of trees are cool, frosty and clear, and the mid-January moon is bright. Children compete for green lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scatter the fire city.
Zhong Yuan Ri Zhai Zhong Zuo (Ming) Zhu Yuefan
The pottery pillow covers the plain screen, and the empty room lies alone in the rain. Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was invited to write it. The window bamboo is lonely in autumn, and the letter of begging for food in Yulan falls. I will have to escape Zen for years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
Bai Hua Zhou Zuo in Mid-Autumn Festival (Northern Song Dynasty) Fan Zhongyan
Nanyang satrap crazy hair, not to enjoy the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival. In Baihuazhou, I forgot to return at night, and the green road was silent and smooth. Heaven learns to spit pearls in the blue sea, and the cold glow shoots treasures and stars are sparse. Looking at the world under the West Building, everyone is in the jade pot. It has never been possible to avoid the heat, and it is fate to have a cool life tonight. A flute blows away Wan Liyun, and the host sings loudly and gets drunk. The guests are drunk and dance to chase my songs, and the songs are like CSI.
Zhu Xi, the son of Jin Dynasty (Southern Song Dynasty) in the rain of Zhongyuan
The office is still busy, and the fire is empty and flowing west. I am happy with the festive season, and the cool rain suddenly surprises the autumn. In the evening, the blue path is purple, and the trees are quiet. Once the inflammation is gone, the Taiwan will not be left behind. Knife and pen with the screen, hubbub and heart rest. It's ironic to say that burning incense is really delicious. Zi also plays literature and history, and this is the same as excellent travel.
A Japanese gift to Zhang Zun Shi (Tang) made him lonely.
I come to the world to pay the yuan, and I have no leisure until I give the yuan. Silent and burning incense in the immortal view, knowing that the teacher is far away from the jade mountain.
Lu Gong (Tang Dynasty) in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty
Four Meng Feng Qiu sequence, three yuan in the air. Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the jade palace. The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and the cypress wind is fragrant. Feather clothes are ethereal, and Yao hub is empty. For a long time, I longed for a meal of Xiake, and I often mourned the gathering of Polygonum. How to grant the green capsule, and then visit Hong's family.
Yin Yaofan (Tang Dynasty) in the Middle Yuan Dynasty
Everyone keeps secret records, Mr. Bai Shili. The upper bound of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in Zhongyuan is clear. The stars are facing the emperor, and the crane is startled and the sound is empty. Jade cave has long hair, and the pearl palace is the brightest. Sweep the altar, the heaven and the earth are quiet, and cast a simple ghost. I gave fesr medicine, but I still can't leave my name.
Zhong Yuanzuo (Tang) Li Shangyin
The festival fluttered to the palace, and the Zhongyuan worshiped the Qing Dynasty. Sheep rights must be stripped of gold bars, and Wen Qiao will eventually become a jade mirror. I'll save my sleep and hear the rain, but I don't know if I'm lost for bloom. How can a bluebird catch a bird before it reaches Yingzhou?
Zhong Yuan Ye (Tang) Li Ying
On the Mid-Autumn Night at the Water Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, see the moon moths by the golden millet fence. The red candle shadow is close to the fairy state, and the emerald ring moves to see many people. The fragrant and colorful temples coagulate the blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed with Kirara. Wuxia is far away in the night sky of Xiangshui, and I don't know how to return home.
On the Mid-Autumn Night, send a Taoist couple (choose one) (Tang) Lu Guimeng
The dew in Orange Zhai has cleared away, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill. Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are hard to pass on books. The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection. Only those who admire feathers are like water, and they are flat and empty.
2. Poetry App about Mid-Autumn Festival? Homepage Author Poetry Classification Poetry Ranking Textbooks Ancient Poetry Episode Names Popular Inquiry History Books Other Poems and Sentences about Mid-Autumn Festival! Mid-Autumn Poetry! August 15th of the lunar calendar is a traditional festival in China-Mid-Autumn Festival.
Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival, Tomb-Sweeping Day and Dragon Boat Festival are the four traditional festivals of the Chinese nation. The word "Mid-Autumn Festival" was first seen in Zhou Li.
According to historical records, the festival of offering sacrifices to the moon by ancient emperors was August 15th of the lunar calendar, which coincided with half of Sanqiu, hence the name "Mid-Autumn Festival". Because this festival is in August in autumn, it is also called "Autumn Festival", "August Festival", "August Festival" and "Mid-Autumn Festival". There are also beliefs and related custom activities to pray for reunion, so it is also called "Reunion Festival" and "Daughter's Day". Because the main activities of Mid-Autumn Festival are around the moon, it is also commonly known as "Moon Festival", "Moon Festival", "Moon Festival" and "Moon Worship Festival". In the Tang Dynasty, Mid-Autumn Festival was also called "Correcting the Moon".
The prevalence of Mid-Autumn Festival began in the Song Dynasty, and by the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it was as famous as New Year's Day and became one of the major festivals in China. About the origin of Mid-Autumn Festival, there are roughly three kinds: it originated from the worship of the moon in ancient times, the custom of singing and dancing under the moon to find a spouse, and the ancient custom of paying homage to the land god in autumn. On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Poetry Famous Sentence Network specially collects some poems and famous sentences about Mid-Autumn Festival for poets to appreciate. Some poems may not be completely written about Mid-Autumn Festival, but they must contain the moon. If there is no moon, it must be related to the moon! Ha ha! 1, the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.
(Li Bai. "Guan Shanyue") 2. Poor Guan Ye Chan Juan Ying, facing the five-waiting residual wine. (Qi Ji. "Mid-Autumn Moon") 3. This night is not good in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
(Su Shi. Mid-Autumn Moon) 4. our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song. (Wang Changling. "with My Brother at the South Study Thinking in the Moonlight of Vice-Prefect Cui in Shanyin") 5. Tonight, the moon is full of expectations. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into? (Wang Jian. Sending Du Langzhong with a Full Moon on Fifteen Nights) 6. from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
(Li Bai. drinking Alone with the Moon) 7. lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. (Li Bai. "Silent Night Thinking") 8. In the deeper moonlight, half a family, Beidou is dry and slanting south.
(Liu Fangping. Moonlit Night) 9. he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!. (Du Fu. remembering my brothers on a moonlight night) 10, the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time.
(Zhang Jiuling. looking at the moon and thinking of one far away) 1 1, full moon flying mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. (Du Fu. jathyapple on August 15th) 12. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
(Li He. "Ma Shi Desert Sand as Snow") 13. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. (Li Shangyin. Chang 'e) 14. Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the month.
(Li Shangyin. "Frost Moon") 15. The autumn sky is full of bright moon, and the brilliance is wet. (Meng Haoran. "I am pregnant under the autumn night") 16. Who is the coolness of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
(Lu Guimeng. Waiting for the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival) 17. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn. (Yuan Haowen. Mid-Autumn Festival in Nizhuang) 18. It's hard to get back together when it's absolutely beautiful. We should be disappointed on this day of the year.
(Li Shangyin. "Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th of August") 19, ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this evening is a lonely corner. (Yan Shu. The Mid-Autumn Moon) 20. Yesterday, when the wind blew, no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
(Bai Juyi. "Looking at the Moon at the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th") 2 1 So far, nothing has happened in the sky, but it should be thrown by Chang 'e. (Pi Rixiu. "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple") 22. The bright moon is easy to fall and people are easy to disperse, and it is more important to watch when you come back.
(Su Shi. "Seeing the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou") 23. If there are no moon-repairing households in the sky, Guizhi will support the west wheel. (Mi Fei. "Looking at the Moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival") 24. The moon is bright, take care of my bed.
(Nineteen ancient poems. "The Bright Moon is He Jiao Jiao") 25. If it's such a long night, human feelings may not depend on parting. (Xin Qiji. "Manjianghong Mid-Autumn Festival Farewell") 26. When will there be a bright moon? Ask the sky about the wine.
(Su Shi. "Water Tune Songs") 27. When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan. (Li Bai. "Gulangyue").
3. About the Mid-Autumn Festival, the poem "Silent Night Thinking"
Tang Libai
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed. Could there have been a frost already?
I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
Drinking Alone with the Moon.
Tang Libai
The flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends and drink alone.
Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind.
I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting.
Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.
I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
Jathyapple on August 15th.
Tang dufu
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and go far, climb the laurel and climb the sky.
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 autumn cents.
Remembering my brothers on a moonlight night.
Tang dufu
The drums of the garrison cut off people's comings and goings, and in the autumn of the frontier a solitary goose was singing.
Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death.
Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15
Tang Bai Juyi
Last year, on the night of August 15th, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest, and the moon is round in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew, and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as in previous years.
Looking at the moon and thinking of one far away.
Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time.
The people of love all hate the long night, sleepless nights and bring their loved ones to remembrance.
Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland.
Have a baby under the autumn night and the moon
Tang Meng Haoran)
The moon is hanging in the autumn sky, and the brilliance is wet.
Surprised magpie perched undecided, flying fireflies rolled in.
The courtyard is cold and the shadows are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ritual? Look at the sky and stand.
Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights
Tangwangjian
In the atrium, there are crows in Bai Shu, and osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng.
I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight.
Playing with the Moon on the 15th of August
Tang Liu Yuxi
The sky will wash the world again tonight.
The summer is gone, and the autumn is clear.
The stars shine, and the wind shines brilliantly.
Can change the human world, Youran is Yujing.
Chang 'e
Tang Lishangyin
The mica screen was stained with a thick candle, and the milky way gradually tilted the morning star.
Chang' e I must regret that I had eaten the elixir at the beginning, now alone, blue sky, and night and night.
Frost Moon
Tang Lishangyin
Just began to hear the song of the wild geese in the south, the cicadas chirp has disappeared, I climbed to the high - level, extreme view, water days into a piece.
Frost god Qingnv and the moon in the moon are not afraid of the cold, in the cold cream of the Kangetsu bucket, more than a beautiful and pure beauty.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon
Don Lu Guimeng
It is late to lose the frost, and the good wind seems to be a good time.
The curtain is leaning against the tree, and the feeling is infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I love to hear the sound of Sheng in the north, and I gradually see the stars lost in the south.
Who is the coolness of the school, and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Moonlit night
Don Liu Fangping
The deeper moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the south is slanting.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.
Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th
Don Pi Rixiu
The jade star Shanshan got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, there is no such thing as heaven, but Chang 'e should throw it at people.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Song Sushi
The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man turns to the jade plate silently.
This life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year.
Mid-Autumn Festival: Climbing the Building and Looking at the Moon
Song Mi Fei
With the eyes of the Huai - hai, long sea like silver as white, millions of rainbow - like light, the oyster nurtured pearl.
If no one works in the sky, the guishuzhi will be long and will burst the moon.
4. On the Ghost Festival in July and a half, the poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival (Ghost Festival), "Feeling of the Mid-Autumn Festival" (Qing) Wang Kaitai Dojo is full of ghosts, and the original orchid is ancient.
However, it is strange that the red note is attached to the door, and the meat mountain wine sea celebrates Zhongyuan. "Chang 'an Miscellaneous Bamboo Branches" (Qing) Pangba Wanshu is cool and frosty, and it is clear in the mid-January.
Children compete for green lotus leaves, and thousands of silver flowers scatter the fire city. "A Japanese Gift to Zhang Zun's Teacher" (Tang Dynasty) made the lonely Chu accidentally come to the world to be worth the middle yuan, but he was not idle until he gave the yuan.
Silent and burning incense in the immortal view, knowing that the teacher is far away from the jade mountain. In the Mid-Yuan Dynasty, the Ritual of the Sun (Tang Dynasty), Lu Gong's preface to the four Meng Feng Qiu, and the three yuan won the air.
Clouds greet the blue sky, and chapters play the jade palace. The altar drips Sophora flower dew, and the cypress wind is fragrant.
Feather clothes are ethereal, and Yao hub is empty. For a long time, I longed for a meal of Xiake, and I often mourned the gathering of Polygonum.
How to grant the green capsule, and then visit Hong's family. "In the Middle Yuan Dynasty, the concept of dharma was false" (Tang Dynasty) Yin Yaofan opened a secret record, Mr. Bai Shili.
The upper bound of Qiu Guang is clean, and the night in Zhongyuan is clear. The stars are facing the emperor, and the crane is startled and the sound is empty.
Jade cave has long hair, and the pearl palace is the brightest. Sweep the altar, the heaven and the earth are quiet, and cast a simple ghost.
I gave fesr medicine, but I still can't leave my name. "Zhong Yuan Zuo" (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's festival fluttered to the palace, and Zhong Yuan worshiped the Qing Dynasty.
Sheep rights must be stripped of gold bars, and Wen Qiao will eventually become a jade mirror. I'll save my sleep and hear the rain, but I don't know if I'm lost for bloom.
How can a bluebird catch a bird before it reaches Yingzhou? "Mid-Autumn Night" (Tang) On the Mid-Autumn Night in Jiangnan Water Temple, Li Ying saw the moon moths by the golden millet fence.
The red candle shadow is close to the fairy state, and the emerald ring moves to see many people. The fragrant and colorful temples coagulate the blue musk deer, and the dew around Tsing Yi is mixed with Kirara.
Wuxia is far away in the night sky of Xiangshui, and I don't know how to return home. The Mid-Autumn Night Send a Road Couple (Choose One) (Tang) The dew in Lu Guimeng Orange Village has been cleared, and Mr. Dong Guo's illness has not been removed.
Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams, but short eaves are hard to pass on books. The broad clouds should be close to the sun, but I am still sparse in the reflection.
Only those who admire feathers are like water, and they are flat and empty. "Hundred Flowers in the Mid-Autumn Festival" (Northern Song Dynasty) Fan Zhongyan, the satrap of Nanyang, went crazy and enjoyed the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In Baihuazhou, I forgot to return at night, and the green road was silent and smooth. Heaven learns to spit pearls in the blue sea, and the cold glow shoots treasures and stars are sparse.
Looking at the world under the West Building, everyone is in the jade pot. It has never been possible to avoid the heat, and it is fate to have a cool life tonight.
A flute blows away Wan Liyun, and the host sings loudly and gets drunk. The guests are drunk and dance to chase my songs, and the songs are like CSI.
In the rain of the Mid-Yuan Dynasty, a child appeared in Jin Dynasty (Southern Song Dynasty), Zhu Xi's department was still busy and gloomy, and the fire flowed to the west. I am happy with the festive season, and the cool rain suddenly surprises the autumn.
In the evening, the blue path is purple, and the trees are quiet. Once the inflammation is gone, the Taiwan will not be left behind.
Knife and pen with the screen, hubbub and heart rest. It's ironic to say that burning incense is really delicious.
Zi also plays literature and history, and this is the same as excellent travel. "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Yuan Dynasty" (Ming Dynasty) Bian Gong loves to be clear and bright, but he doesn't go downstairs even deeper.
Not because of the leap moon, tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. "Zhong Yuan Ri Zhai Zhong Zuo" (Ming) Zhu Yuefan's pottery pillow is a single screen, and the empty Zhai lies alone in the rain.
Wangchuan used to be a temple, and the new history was invited to write it. The window bamboo is lonely in autumn, and the letter of begging for food in Yulan falls.
I will have to escape Zen for years, but I don't want to wake up for a long time.
5. The poem about Ghost Festival "Feeling of Mid-Autumn Festival"
Year: Ming Author: He Jingming
Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Chaoling was in the same position.
Yan tends to the left of God Road, and worships the east of Xiaoyuan from afar.
The dragon and tiger look forward to the king's spirit, and the dry Kun Yang Di Gong.
Without returning to Hengyue, I fell into Dinghu Bow.
The auspicious sign of the turtle is smooth, and the chronological phoenix calendar ends.
Jade clothes and Chen paintings, and Baose Xuan Palace.
The North Pole is still the day before yesterday, and the South Xun is also the old wind.
On this day, I am sick and look at the five clouds.
There will be a sigh in the orchid basin in the temple.
Year: Song Author: Song Boren
Xinxin came to recognize her ancestors' names, and Vatican pestle Ding Dongyue was on the second watch.
The paper money on the ground smells cold, and there is no real cry for two or three times.
Euglena basin
Year: Song Author: Yan Shu
Red, white, white, English, scarlet, yellow and hibiscus.
The family is worried about the summer heat and looks forward to the orchid every day.
6. Poem about the Moon 1, so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. li po
2. lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. li po
3. the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. li po
4. till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. li po
5. a slip of the moon hangs over the capital, ten thousand washing-mallets are pounding. li po
6. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. li po
7. drunk with the moon, a sage of dreams, flower- bewitched, you are deaf to the Emperor. li po
8. behind her closed casement, why is she still waiting, watching through its crystal pane the glow of the autumn moon?. li po
9. I am worried about my heart and the bright moon, and I will follow you until Yelangxi. li po
10, we both are exalted to distant thought, aspiring to the sky and the bright moon. li po
1 1, Emei Mountain is in the autumn of the first half of the month, and it enters the Pingqiang River. li po
12, a wind from the pine-trees blows my sash, and my lute is bright with the mountain moon. Wang Wei
13, too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. Wang Wei
14, moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. Wang Wei
15, marsh-lands are swollen wide with the moon, while torrents are bent to the mountains' will. Madai
16, high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. Lu Lun
17, he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!. Du Fu
18, heaven's ten thousand windows are twinkling, and nine cloud-terraces are gleaming in the moonlight. Du Fu
19. In the morning, I will straighten out the waste and bring home the lotus. Tao Yuanming
20, wordless alone on the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Yu Li
2 1, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji
22, poor September third night, dew like a pearl moon like a bow. Bai Juyi
23, a bullet of water and a bullet of the moon, half into the river and half into the clouds. antithetical couplet
24, the deeper moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and slanting. Liu Fangping
25. mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song. Li shangyin
26, will bow like a full moon, looking at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi
27. Under the court, if the water is empty and bright, the algae in the water will cross and cover the bamboo and cypress. Su Shi
28 frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing for fire to sleep. . Ji Zhang
On the willow tip in September, people are about after dusk. . Ouyang Xiu
When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. . Su Shi
3 1 I turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch. .. Chronicle of Qing Poetry
7. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival 1, the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.
(Li Bai. "Guan Shanyue") 2. Poor Guan Ye Chan Juan Ying, facing the five-waiting residual wine. (Qi Ji. "Mid-Autumn Moon") 3. This night is not good in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
(Su Shi. Mid-Autumn Moon) 4. our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song. (Wang Changling. "with My Brother at the South Study Thinking in the Moonlight of Vice-Prefect Cui in Shanyin") 5. Tonight, the moon is full of expectations. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into? (Wang Jian. Sending Du Langzhong with a Full Moon on Fifteen Nights) 6. from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
(Li Bai. drinking Alone with the Moon) 7. lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. (Li Bai. "Silent Night Thinking") 8. In the deeper moonlight, half a family, the Beidou is dry and slanting south.
(Liu Fangping. Moonlit Night) 9. he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!. (Du Fu. remembering my brothers on a moonlight night) 10, the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time.
(Zhang Jiuling. looking at the moon and thinking of one far away) 1 1, full moon flying mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. (Du Fu. jathyapple on August 15th) 12. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
(Li He. "Ma Shi Desert Sand as Snow") 13. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. (Li Shangyin. "Chang 'e") 14, Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, fighting in the frost in the middle of the month.
(Li Shangyin. "Frost Moon") 15. The autumn sky is full of bright moon, and the brilliance is wet. (Meng Haoran. "I am pregnant under the autumn night") 16. Who is the coolness of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
(Lu Guimeng. Waiting for the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival).
8. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival Selected Poems: drinking Alone with the Moon, Li Bai, from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind.
I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring. I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting.
Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion. I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple flew a mirror at the full moon and returned to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and go far, climb the laurel and climb the sky.
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 autumn cents.
Fifteen nights looking at the moon, Wang Jian's atrium, Bai Shu roosting crow, Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight, and I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on a high seat in the south study, we have lifted the curtain-and we see the rising moon.
Qing Hui Lian Shui Mu, and flow like a wave on our window and our door. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, altering new to old.
Our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song. How about a thousand miles, and yet a breath of orchids comes along the wind.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's dusk clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man turns to the jade plate silently. This life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year.
In the mid-autumn and the full moon, there are no clouds and wet clothes, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules. Donglin does not hinder the gradual rise, and the four seas are watching the road.
It is also possible to clearly sing Hao's spirit and be willing to teach the darkness to take the Dan branch. Poor GuanYe ChanJuan shadow, is waiting for five residual wine.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. The mighty wind blows tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Yumen pass.
That year, Han soldiers pointed to baideng mountain road, Tubo coveted Qinghai vast territory. This is the land of war in the past dynasties, few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes. The wife of the soldiers at the high tower, Lament when can see distant relatives.
Night thoughts about Li Bai, so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed and could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
On a moonlit night in Liu Fangping, the moonlight is deeper than half the family's, and the big dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, I know that the spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.
Chang 'e Li Shangyin's mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river is gradually sinking. Chang' e I must regret that I had eaten the elixir at the beginning, now alone, blue sky, and night and night.
Remembering my brothers on a moonlight night Du Fu a wanderer hears drums portending battle, by the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
Looking at the moon and thinking of one far away Zhang Jiuling the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time. Brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night! Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland. In the frosty moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, fighting in the frost in the middle of the month, and dreaming of Meng Haoran under the autumn night and the moon hanging in the autumn sky, her luster is wet. Surprised magpie perched undecided, flying fireflies rolled in.
The courtyard is cold and the shadows are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ritual? Look at the sky and stand.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon in Lu Guimeng, but the frost is lost late, and the good wind seems to be a good time. The curtain is leaning against the tree, and the feeling is infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I love to hear the sound of Sheng in the north, and I gradually see the stars lost in the south. Who is the coolness of the school, and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Ni Zhuang's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask questions, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. Children are full of memories, and it is difficult to walk.
Dew into the hut, the sound of the stream is loud and the stone beach. The moon came at night in the mountains, but I didn't see it until dawn.
On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust in Taoyuan, and the situation was between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. The condensation is long and cold, and it stands on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue nothingness can't afford Yun Feng, and Songshan Mountain grows in the water. A group of people move leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shaojun led me to the jade altar, and invited the true fairy officer from afar. Yun * (left car and right car) wants to move under the stars, and the sky is happy and the bones are cold.
Jin Xia Xin Xin gradually went to the east, and the shadow of the wheel promoted the children of Judah. It's hard to get back together when it's absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu's ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this evening brings people to the corner alone. Su E may not have no regrets, but the jade toad is lonely and lonely.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's dusk clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man turns to the jade plate silently. This life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year.
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15 of the previous year, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest, and the moon is round in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew, and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as in previous years.
On the night of August 15th, Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu, the laurel seed, got off the full moon, and found something new in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as heaven, but Chang 'e should throw it at people.
The Mid-Autumn Festival sees the moon and the child. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the red light is thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are broken.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should welcome water from Feiming River. Then make cold look at people in the world, as I can't afford to Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horn and tail are bright and pale. I can't see it tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who is boating yesterday? It's a thousand lights and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and the low head goes to the festival with the song board.
Before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain, did the wave * (left wind and right wind) return to the wind? The bright moon is easy to fall and people are easy to disperse, and it is more important to watch when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get insects) will show the grass. The shutter pushes the door to silence, and the window is silent and old.
Nandu is engaged in being ashamed and poor, and there are several people who write poems about the moon. Ming dynasty personnel with sunrise, suddenly a dream of Yao Taiwanese.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mi Fei is poor, Huaihai is full of silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels and treasures. If no one works in the sky, the guishuzhi will be long and will burst the moon.
How bright the moon is, how bright the moon is, according to my bed. I can't sleep at night, and I wander around with my clothes on.
Although the guest is happy, it is better to turn back early. When you leave home alone, who should you sue? Leading back into the room, tears stained the dress.
When will Su Shi, the head of the water tune, have a bright moon? Ask the sky about the wine. I do not know the palace in heaven, and what month and when.
I want to go home by the wind, for fear that I will be too cold at the top of the building. Dance to find out what shadows are like on earth.
The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.
Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, swimming in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to a stream bridge, relieve the saddle and bend your arms, and lie drunk and rest less. I'm aware of it.
The mountains are crowded and the running water is loud and clear, and it is doubtful that it is not the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild and shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass.
It's a pity that a romantic stream, don't teach to crush Qiong Yao. Take off the saddle and rest on the green yangqiao, and Du Yu will have a sound of spring dawn.
Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and carry the clear ice of the original boat; Wait for the moon to raise a glass, and you will be fragrant and green. Worship the falling of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky that the two Chongyang are close? As picturesque as the mountains and rivers, it is still a trip to Chibi in the past. The straw is rewarded and the cloth is distributed in turn.
The Mid-Autumn Festival sent Xin Qiji to the West Building, fearing that the sky would be released and clouds would cover the moon. But when he called for it, the jade fiber flute cracked with a loud blow.
Who makes curling float in the world, most pities yu fu. Ask Chang' e
9. What are the ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival? I hope I can help you:
1, I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will be beautiful. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "The Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen"
2. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Chang 'e
3. Who is alone with * * * in the Mid-Autumn Festival? Look sadly at the north. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Xijiang Moon, A Big Dream of the World
4, this life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Yangguanqu/Mid-Autumn Moon
5. I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Full Moon Sending Du Langzhong
6. Where is Wangxiang in the northwest? See the moon several times in the southeast. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon at the Pavilion on August 15th"
7. Recall the Mid-Autumn Festival Dangui Cong. Flowers are in the cup. The moon is in the cup. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "A Cut of Plums, Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
8. How long did you leave? Seven spent the Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Su Zhe's Water Melody Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival
9. Yunshan meets, and the wind and rain prosper the Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's "Send Wei Ba"
10, a round of autumn shadows turned into golden waves. The flying mirror is re-ground. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Tai Chang Yin Jian Kang Mid-Autumn Night for Lv Shuqian"
10. Poems about festivals 1. Poems about New Year's Eve: "In addition to the night" Song Wen Tianxiang Gankun is empty, and the years go on; The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of snow and frost. Night is still young: 2. Poems about the Spring Festival: "Yuanri" Song Wang Anshi's firecrackers sound one year old, and the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su, and thousands of families always change the new peaches into the old ones. 3. Poems about the Lantern Festival: "Yuanxi" Song Ouyang Xiu last year, the flower market lights were like day and month to willow branches. Tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt. 4. Poem about Tomb-Sweeping Day: "Qingming Festival" During the Qingming Festival in Tang Du Mu, pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. 5. Poem about the Dragon Boat Festival: "Dragon Boat Festival" Tang Wenxiu Festival is divided into the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is rumored that it is Qu Yuan; I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, and I can't wash it straight. 6. The poem about Chinese Valentine's Day: "Chinese Valentine's Day" Tang Luo Yin's winding star river is full of days, and a family laughs and holds a red banquet. We should thank the female beads and write the splendid articles of Tan Lang. The fragrant curtains are arranged in rows, and the golden flowers are worn. Where will the bright moon be seen next year? 8. Poems about the Double Ninth Festival: "on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong" Tang Wangwei is a stranger in a foreign land. Every festive season, he misses his relatives twice, knows from afar where his brother climbed, and one person is missing all over the place.