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Ancient poems about enjoying the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
Mid-autumn festival

Li pu in Tang dynasty

When the mirror rises in the sky, there is silence between the clouds.

A round of equal shares is full, and it is accompanied by thousands of miles of clouds.

The sly rabbit falls from the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him.

Lingcha plans to join hands with each other until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Have a baby under the autumn night and the moon

Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty

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.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Yan Shu in Song Dynasty

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this evening is a lonely corner.

Su E may not have no regrets, but the jade toad is lonely and lonely.

Drinking Alone with the Moon I

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.

When we are awake, we rejoice together, and when we are drunk, we rush our separate things.

I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.

Fifteen nights looking at the moon and sending it to Du Langzhong

Wang Jian

In the atrium, there are crows in Bai Shu, and osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng.

Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?

Looking at the moon and thinking of one far away 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.