Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu Genre: Seven Poems

Silver candles in autumn light cold painting screen, light small fan puffing running fireflies.

The night on the sky street is as cool as water, lying down to see the Altair and Vega stars.

The Tanabata Festival

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Park Genre: Seven Styles

If I hadn't met Altair, I would have invited the Weaving Maiden to weave a golden shuttle.

Year after year, I beg for the earth's coquettishness, but I don't realize that there are already too many coquettishnesses on earth.

Seventh day of the seventh lunar month

Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Imaging Wu Genre: Seven Rhymes

The starlight is all over the Han Dynasty, and I am disappointed to see the two stars leaning on the building alone.

It is not necessary to say that there are many parting hates on earth, but there are parting sorrows in heaven.

Who will accompany Liang Qing in his banishment, and who will accompany Zi Jin in his return?

But the moon is the most jealous, and the wind and dew do not beat the fall.

Grieving against Wangsun Tanabata

Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Zhu Yizun Genre:

The water is filled with two stars.

Begging for a coincidence who by.

Appealing to the sorrows of Jun Mo, knowing that the dull girl is a stupid cow, is willing to pity not.

They are the ones who resigned from their homes at the end of the year, and they are sleeping alone.

What is the date of this night?

Biwu small courtyard wind fine, dew threshold with the credentials, in the past years have been.

The Red Maiden

Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Zhu Yizun Genre:

Sleeve thin blowing incense over, hair heavy haunting maid down.

It is the time to comb and wrap my hair.

It's been a long time since I've been used to new poems, and I've been taught to harmonize with them.

The tears of farewell are often fallen, and the secret appointment has never been fruitful.

The starry night, the mid-autumn courtyard, and the lanterns of the New Year.

Repenting the poor night of the flower and moon, the town meets and sits idly.

Begging for coincidence

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lin Jie Genre: Seven poems

Seventh night of the seventh night to see the blue sky, pulling the ox and weaving the maiden across the river bridge.

Every family begs for the moon in autumn, and wears tens of thousands of red threads.

Seventh Night

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qiu Yuan

The river drums and the heavenly grandchildren are all old and mature, and there are no worries to be solved by the sound of autumn.

The child who smiles at the moon is shy, and the girl who wears a needle is bright.

It's the middle of the night, and I'm not sure if I can recognize the love in the sky.

It is not possible to escape from the ordinary, but I am drunk on the west wind, and my dream is clear.

Magpie Bridge Immortal Tanabata

Era: Song Author: Fan Chengda Genre: Lyrics

The night of the two stars is a good one, and the ploughing and weaving are lazy, and the fairies are jealous of them. The moon sisters have knitted their brows, and the wind is blowing the rain. The meeting is so sketchy that it's like a break from seeing each other, and it's a re-stirring of the emotions of separation. The new love is not as much as the old sorrows, but adds to the new sorrows.

Seventh Night

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li He Genre: Five Rhymes

The Biepu is dark today, and the curtains are sad at midnight.

The magpies have left the threaded moon, and the flowers have entered the exposed building.

The sky is divided into golden mirrors, the earth is looking at jade hooks.

Su Xiaoxiao in Qiantang, it's a year's worth of fall.

The Altair and the Weaving Maiden

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu Genre: Five Ancient Times

The Altair and the Weaving Maiden are on the west side of the river, and the Weaving Maiden is on the east side of the river. The weaving girl is on the east side of the river, and we have been looking at each other forever.

The divine light is hard to wait for, and this matter is finally obscured. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that.

The new makeup of the pavilion was once empty, and the dragon's chariot was once empty. The world is also for the sake of the children, praying to go away children.

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They are all over the world, and the moon is blowing in the breeze. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

The first feast is a book bag with heavy dew, and the sunrise is the end of Gan. I'm not sure if you're a married woman, but I'm worried about you.

The loom moves like a rhythm, and the loom is a work of art. I'm not sure if I can do anything about it, but I'm sure I'll be able to do something about it.

They are not the only ones who have been in the same boat for a long time, but they are the ones who have been in the same boat for a long time. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have the right to be with my husband and wife.

There is a good time for the small and the big, and the warning is to be fair. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.

Seventh Night

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Shenyan Genre: Five Rhymes

The white dew contains the bright moon, and the blue haze breaks the Jiang River. The sky street is turned into seven stalls, and two gods pass by on the pavilion road.

The dresses of the zhizi clanked with ringlets, and the feast of incense brushed with qiluo. The loom is so full of love and affection.