?1. The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a broad silver river.
?2. Moonlight is the lovesickness of wine in the poet’s heart. Her moods are endless; she is in pain and sadness, and wants to sing and cry. Those poems that describe moonlight have a hint of unforgettable bitterness in their sweetness.
?3. The moon hangs in the sky, surrounded by a light yellow halo. The light haloed away, revealing some vanishing stars. There are also those blue and white clouds that float like gauze. At this time, the moon was not full, and looked like the head of an A-shaped person with a pair of dark eyes that were half shy and half expectant. Look at me!
?4. The moon in early winter is clear and cold, casting an icy silver glow from the west.
?5. The moon is bright and clear, and the full moon is in the sky. Looking at the full moon, I missed my mother who was no longer with me, and I couldn't help but silently chant, "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's not an accident. I hope that people will live long, and they will be like cicadas for thousands of miles.
?6. A hazy moon emerges from the transparent clouds like cicada wings, shining with a silvery light
?7. The moon dominates the sky and shines brightly. Entering the former dormitory, I wonder who else is sitting on the window sill like me in a distant place at this time, looking up at the unchanged night sky.
?8. In the middle of the night, the round moon seemed to have just disappeared. The silver plate washed by milk looks particularly bright.
?9. The moon princess not only decorates the sky, but the stars also help her dress up the sky. No matter how brilliant the sun is, it is not as clear as the moon, but they will be dreamy. It spreads into the world, inducing people's desire to explore.
?10. The moonlight pours into the window sill, reflecting the memories, and the silver roses in the corner bloom again; the moonlight pours on the rose petals, Like the white wings of an angel, so pure and light.
?11. The night is quiet and beautiful, and the shallow moonlight is charming in the early autumn evening, adding a bit of cold charm.
? 12. The sharp crescent moon is like a plow moving forward in a field, pulling in so many sighs of sorrow, rolling in so many incomprehensible emotions, promoting so many heroic ambitions, and cultivating so many infatuated love.
?13. Moon, moon, you spread your bright light to the earth and illuminate the way home for pedestrians. Moon, you are a young girl, reflecting your smooth and beautiful face in the world; you are also like a woman. A kind mother will always spread the light of love to the earth.
?14. Leng Yue has no intention to watch the ups and downs of the mortal world, letting the floating clouds half cover her face and letting the gentle breeze blow. >
?15. Jing'er, sleeping soundly in front of the hazy moonlight, is so beautiful. Goodbye to the West Lake, goodbye to the person I love and the person I hate. Gradually, Jing'er gradually comes to my mind. It becomes blurry, just like the beautiful scenery of the West Lake I saw on a hazy moonlit night.
?16. The moon is pure white, and the pure white moon conveys the feeling of homesickness. "The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, and the moon is bright." Time shines upon me." These poets who are in a foreign land and cannot return to their hometown always let the spring breeze caress the hearts of the wanderers.
?17. The bright moon at night is like an ice disk, clear and elegant; Like a bright mirror, clear and noble; like Ningtan, clear and pure, as beautiful as a fairy.
?18. The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if it is sailing on the broad silver river.
?19. I bathed in the moonlight and walked in the white world. A floating cloud covered the beautiful moon with a thin veil, and the moonlight covered everything on the earth. The hazy light and shadow, everything is so quiet and mysterious. The moon gradually escapes from the shackles of the gauze and shines its light onto the earth again. The moonlight is so gentle, like a ballerina, mixed with the fragrance of grass. , flying into everyone's heart...
?20. The moon slowly turned from a willow leaf into a sickle, and then turned into a small boat sailing quietly in the vastness. As time went by, the moon, as bright and beautiful as a white jade plate, finally appeared in front of my eyes. Looking at this beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but think of a few ancient poems. When I was young, I didn't know the moon, and I called it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds.
?21. The moon is very beautiful at night. She hangs in the middle of the sky. Although it is only half of the moon and far away from the moon, it still spreads its soft and clear light all over the world. The peaks, bamboo trees, fields, houses, fences and haystacks of Qingxi Township are all covered in endless white hazy gauze, making them appear ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
?22. Every night, you can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky, curved like a woman's thin eyebrows. As of today, the moon is still only an approximate semicircle, and there should still be some time left before the moon becomes full. I was standing by the window, looking up at the half moon outside the window, feeling relaxed and happy, and having endless reverie.
?23. The night sky outside the window is blue and blue, and the sparse stars are shining with a little cold light. They seem to want to compete with the moon to see who is brighter. The moon was golden at first, slowly passing through the white clouds like light smoke, upward, and then upward. Wearing a white gauze dress, she is demure and serene, gentle and generous. Her jade plate-like face, with a gentle smile, looked at the earth quietly.
?24. In this golden autumn season, when the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus and the harvest are harvested, while people are still immersed in the joyful "National Day" atmosphere across the country, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival is ushered in Festive festival, two festivals with the same glory, Kyushu is celebrating!
?25. The clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, and the color of the sky became darker. Suddenly, I found a luminous thing behind a blue cloud, ah! That was the moon. She was like a naughty baby. She actually hid. I saw it jumping out from behind the clouds. It looked so angry, so funny. It came out, stood next to the stars, and danced with the stars! The moon is so round tonight, like a naughty doll, fat and wearing a transparent light dress.
?26. The willow branches turn white in the moonlight, and the wind blows the clouds and smoke. Explore the moon and listen to the wind in the wind, and the clouds are floating on the tops of the willow trees. Last night I lay down, listening to the wind and flute, and carefully watching the rain hitting the willow branches. Tonight we know that the spring air is warm, and there are dreams hidden in the willow tops under the moon. Stand me under the moonlight, listen to the wind, and enjoy the tranquility of the night alone. I stand in the moonlit night, with the moon accompanying the willow branches, admiring the hazy moonlight alone.
?27. The moon at night is very beautiful. It hangs in the sky. Although it is only a crescent moon and is far away from Tuanluan, it still spreads its soft and clear light all over the world. The peaks, bamboo forests, fields, houses, fences and haystacks of Qingxi Township are all covered in the endless white hazy gauze, making them look ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
?28. I will always follow you, just like the moon will definitely follow you.
?29. Let the fullest bright moon accompany you and me, and let the bright moon convey my wishes and blessings... I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a full moon, a full moon, and everything goes smoothly
?30 .If the moon doesn’t sleep, you won’t sleep. You are a bald girl.
?31. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.
?32. I stared at the moon curiously for a long time. When my father saw me looking at the moon so absorbedly, he asked me: "What are you looking at?" "I'm looking for Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit! I have already seen their shadows, and there is an osmanthus tree next to it. I want to go up to the moon. "My father smiled after hearing what I said and said, "What you see is not the shadow of Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit!" "Then what is on the moon?" I asked. "What you see is the visual sense caused by the uneven craters on the moon's surface!" After listening to my father's words, I still didn't believe it. I still insisted on my idea. It took me a year to cut off a leaf from the osmanthus tree. When it falls from the sky to the earth, it turns into a golden leaf. This golden leaf will fall on the doorstep of the most industrious person in the world, and that family will become rich. Therefore, when you grow up, you must be industrious, and hard work is wealth. "Listening to my father's story, I once again entered into my imagination. I seemed to see the osmanthus leaves floating down from the sky, just falling at the door of my house...
?33 .The moon always carries the color of longing. It is always accompanied by care and sorrow. It has a long history. The moon rises over the sea, and the sky is clear. At this time, the dew is white from tonight. The moon is bright in my hometown. The moonlight is bright in front of my bed, and it is suspected to be on the ground. Frost. Looking up at the bright moon, I lower my head and think about my hometown. How much attachment is hidden in the moon, and how many longings for relatives are entrusted in it. In my heart, the moon is a confession of true love, pure and flawless, and beautiful. Wishes that linger in my heart, sincere and warm!
?34. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, our family walked around the Normal University campus to admire the moon. The jade-like moon hung high in the sky. It's so round! It's a pity that it's a cloudy day. The moon is like a naughty and shy little girl. It hides in the clouds and plays hide and seek with us, and then shows its face to say hello to us. After a while, it walks in the thin clouds again. It's like a girl wearing a veil singing and dancing. The wind blows through the woods, making a sound like flowing water, like a waterfall, and like wonderful music. I am intoxicated by the dim and colorful moonlight
35. Your heart mirror reflects the light, which falls on the table, the stool, the wall and the window. , falls on the sky, falls on the stars, falls on the moon, and then turns into pieces of dripping white moonlight. Good night, people who are not here, good night, this dripping moonlight. Joy and hope are dedicated to those children who never give up and never give up.
36. The night of the past few days has not yet melted, and the moonlight shines brightly in front of the Juyi Hall. The square looked like daytime; the late night wind had frozen the remaining snow on the ground, and it only made a rustling sound when you stepped on it.
?37. Every night, you can see the bright moon high. Hanging in the sky, the moon is curved, like a woman's thin eyebrows. Today, the moon is still only an approximate semicircle. It should be some time before the moon becomes full. I stood by the window and looked up at the window. During this half-moon, I felt relaxed and happy, and had endless reveries.
?38. The moon is like a fickle baby. Sometimes it has a fat and round face; sometimes it is like a curved banana, with a slender figure that makes people very enviable; some Sometimes, it spreads its light generously to the earth; but sometimes, it hides in the clouds and does not come out to see everyone all night.
?39. In the various forms of nature, there are stars dotted on Tongshan Mountain and flowing water with sparkling waves, but I prefer the bright moon in the night sky. She is my "friend" , I like to sit on the balcony and stare at her quietly under the moonlight.
?40. The branches of the night bloomed with moonlight, and in the rippling breeze, Shang Yang’s left side banged like a tide and fell quietly into the depths of the world. Taking advantage of the hazy night, I pieced together the pieces you lost. The shadow holds up the light of the twilight, illuminating your lost direction. In the cantabile years, I collect lines of poetry and ink to scent your distorted corner. You are the moon, your light shines on the window lattice of sleepless nights, gently crushing and dispersing the sadness. In a basket of clear dreams, your night rings the bell, awakening me among the elegant moonlight tides, my heart has already No waves. The longing for me has been crushed by the soft moonlight.
?41. Looking through the thin calendar is like turning over the memory full of tears. The Mid-Autumn Festival with full moon, hanging crystal silver dew, slips into the eyes and splashes on the title page of the day. The starting point is pale and sad, another Mid-Autumn Festival, another one who has to wait on the moonlit beach to watch the beauty of Chang'e.
?42. A man has lost his weight, his heart is full of sadness, his mind is full of separation sorrow, his tearful eyes are staring at the bright full moon accompanying the Mid-Autumn Festival, like transparent dewdrops swaying the bright jade The plate resounds with indifferent desolation.
?43. In my eyes, the Mid-Autumn Festival is like an invitation. Every August 15th, I invite you to attend a dinner party with relatives and friends. Invitations are valid for a lifetime and will never expire. The Mid-Autumn Festival is an ever-blooming flower irrigated by family and friendship. It spreads the fragrance of flowers to the north and south of the Yangtze River, throughout the country. The Mid-Autumn Festival is like a river of spring water, flowing through everyone's heart and nourishing everyone's soul.
?44. Under the cover of darkness, the moon and I were walking.
?45. Do you want to come to my house? I will take you to watch the moon on my balcony and talk about something by the way.
?46. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, toasting to the reunion, the leaves are already flying, and the friendship continues. Homesick people are in a hurry in the distance, asking the lonely moon for wine, what kind of time it is tonight. The tenderness is scattered everywhere, the tears are already wet in a foreign country, and the speckled silver light leaking in from the pillow quietly accompanies the traces of loneliness.
?47. The moon is a metaphor, and all entities are you.
?48. When admiring the moon, relatives at home can’t help but think of their relatives in a foreign land, and people in a foreign land can’t help but think of their relatives at home. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival is known as the "Reunion Festival" and "the reunion of people under the full moon".
?49. Floating clouds as soft as cotton and as light as silk, surrounded by the bright moon, slowly rise from the sea. The clear brilliance reflects the surroundings into a colorful halo, from deep to shallow, if there is any none. It is not as gorgeous as the sunset, so it looks more elegant; it is not as brilliant as the sunset, and it only gives you a little bit of joy and a little bit of sadness.
50. A person’s Mid-Autumn Festival is inevitably a little sad. When your family is around, you will feel that this day is no different from any other day; only when you are alone, facing an empty room, do you deeply realize how festive and joyful this must be. I wish to cherish the people in front of me and enjoy the reunion night.
51. But when I looked up, it was missing. What can be seen are high-rise buildings and prosperity, but what can be seen is only a small part of the sky.
?52. When the moon rises lazily, it is like carrying a big burden, climbing up slowly, vertically and vertically, looking very tired.
?53. The earth regards the moon as a lonely companion, and the moon always surrounds his world.
54. I stared at the moon curiously for a long time. When my father saw me looking at the moon so absorbedly, he asked me: "What are you looking at?" "I'm looking for Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit! I have already seen their shadows, and there is an osmanthus tree next to it. I want to go up to the moon." "My father smiled after hearing what I said and said, "What you see is not the shadow of Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit!" "Then what is on the moon?" I asked. "What you see is the visual sense caused by the uneven craters on the moon's surface!" After listening to my father's words, I still didn't believe it, and still insisted on my idea: "That is the Jade Rabbit and Chang'e, the past characters in "Journey to the West" "Chang'e flew to the moon." "Haha, you are so stupid. Those are myths made up by the ancients. There is no such thing as 'Chang'e flying to the moon.'" Mom said at the side. Then my mother took out information about the moon. After I read it, I understood.
?55. The light spread on the wilderness, and the wilderness suddenly turned into a silver ocean; the moonlight spread on the branches, and each big tree seemed to be covered with a silver ribbon; the moon cast a soft The light of the moon has left many wonderful reveries in the world; the moon melts its cool brilliance into people's eyes, filling their eyes with perfect expectations!
?56. At night, the beautiful and bright moonlight shines through the windows of every house, as bright as necklaces, lighting up every house. The moon hangs in the sky. The sky seems like a baby's face, smiling slightly. I looked at the moon, and the moon seemed to be greeting me. The moon is surrounded by clouds, which is very beautiful. The clouds seemed to be floating around like dolls, so wonderful.
?57. I like the moon, and the moon is you.
?58. Looking at the moon from a distance, there is a faint yellow halo and a bone-chilling cold light. It is actually a full moon. But this is not the Mid-Autumn Festival that belongs to it, and it is no longer shining with the lights of thousands of families. Under the extremely dark background of the night, there are still a few dreamlike light blue stars decorating this quiet and distant night. Although there are very few stars, they are extremely bright.
?59. The moon comes up quietly, like a silver plate, embedded in the dark blue night sky. Watch the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moonlight shone quietly, and the whole world seemed to be immersed in a silver ocean. Under the moonlight, people's colorful lives are like an elegant moonlight sonata.
?60. The moon was chewed up and turned into stars, and you are hidden in the stars in the sky.
?61. The bright moonlight decorated the beauty of the earth with white gauze. The lights beside the road illuminated the earth. The lights and the moonlight blended into one, making it look extraordinarily beautiful. My heart is filled with the melancholy of loneliness and the joy of feeling the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival at the same time. These two emotions are mixed together, making my heart like a river where two waters, one clear and one turbid, meet. Both waters are turbulent, trying to smooth it out and make it smooth. They merge into one place and then disappear into each other to restore peace to one's inner self.
?62. The moon speaks quietly, with a voice that no one can hear; the years record slowly, with words that no one can decipher. However, looking at you in the blink of an eye, you are so speechless and silent.
?63. All things in the world are God’s creation and are all harmonious, but the moon is different. The moon has its own character, waxing and waning, and the charm and charm of the moon are reflected there. Out. Why does the moon need to compete for glory? Her purpose is to make the night no longer scary and bring warmth and light to people!
?64. The night is late and the love is getting stronger. The Mid-Autumn Festival is still wandering in the sky, walking through the coldness of fate, crossing the river of lovesickness in dreams, only the thin figure lingering in the moonlit night, stranded on the lonely bank in the wind of lovesickness.
?65. The stars are the love letters from the Milky Way to the moon, and you are the gift given to me by the world.
?66. On this night, the moon looked extremely bright. We were admiring the moon after dinner. Looking at the moon, I couldn't help but think of Chang'e. She did not hesitate to fly to the distant place for her husband. The cold moon is so touching!
?67. Moonlight is like an exciting melody, an eternal swan song in the poet's heart. The moonlight is like a pot of sweet sake. The longer it brews, the more intoxicating agarwood it becomes. Moonlight is like a confidant, listening to the whispers of your heart and giving you the most sincere advice.
?68. "Come down quickly and I'll take you to the reunion dinner." Mom urged again. Afterwards, we arrived at grandma’s house.
?69. On a lonely night, a full moon hung in the sky. I strolled by the quiet park lake. The lake reflected the bright moon, and with the twinkling light and shadow, the willow branches by the lake jumped happily. Although it is the season of late autumn, the cool breeze blows from a distance from time to time, but the crystal clear moonlight still creates a warm ripple in my heart...
?70. With a heart Make breakfast with apples. Tell a tree my secret. Buy an emerald green flower holder. A cloud will bring me a piece of sunshine. When the sun is not visible, secretly kiss the moon. Ask the wind how many fallen leaves it can pick up at one time.
?71. Time always flies, and this year’s Mid-Autumn Festival is here again in a blink of an eye. My parents don’t know how many wrinkles and gray hairs they have added. I couldn't go back to visit them, so I could only pray for them silently in my heart and bless them. I wish my parents, and all parents in the world, to be healthy and long-lived, always smile, and always be a haven for their children to stay safe from the wind and a source of happiness.
?72. On the way home, I saw that she still refused to take off that layer of gauze. Well, maybe it's because of that layer of tulle that the moon gently pours its brilliance into every corner of the world; maybe it's just because of that layer of tulle that the moonlight is so hazy, and in the Only in this moonlight world can it appear so quiet and simple.
?73. The moon hangs motionless in the sky, rounder and softer than any gold coin in the world. However, I don’t know when she put on a new orange coat, maybe it was specially prepared for me. In the middle of the moon, Chang'e was making sweet and delicious mooncakes alone, but she could only share this delicious food with me.
?74. As traditional mooncakes are gradually replaced by snow-skin mooncakes, the Mid-Autumn Festival moon is gradually forgotten. Today, even if the moonlight no longer appears, we will still celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival as usual, don't you think? 75. Raise your glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow. When we are together, the moon is our faithful partner. Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and think, the moon is our deepest love. Who first sees the moon by the river, and when the moon first shines on people, the moon is our distant guess about the origin of human beings.
?76. Hang the street lamp in the sky and steal the moon to you.
?77. For whom does that crescent moon come? In the waiting without crying, it turns into the light of hope and illuminates the eternal expectation.
?78. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival. Standing in the busy city of Causeway Bay, I unconsciously looked to the sky, looking for this fascinating star.
?79. Jiang Han misses his return guest, the world is full of corrupt scholars, the clouds in the sky are far away, and the moon is alone in the night forever
?80. The moon is always like this, like a The hands of only love caress the earth every silent night, falling on everyone's body and every inch of skin, making people feel warm and cozy. Its gentleness makes people no longer feel cold in the cold night. Although it looks cold on the outside, it actually has a fiery temperature! Such brilliant moonlight is so close, using its fiery temperature to get close to us, making us ripple in its warm embrace, forcing people's cold hearts onto the warm bridge of love.