1, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain or shine. This matter is ancient and difficult. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.
This Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon was in the sky, and Yin Hui was everywhere. Su Shi was demoted to Mizhou and could not reunite with his family. Even his younger brother Su Zhe, who is also an official outside, has not seen him for seven years. The phrase "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, and this matter is ancient and difficult to complete" tells too many unspeakable sorrows. On the occasion of Mid-Autumn Festival, are you like Su Shi, separated from your relatives, and can only tell your thoughts to a full moon?
2, 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.
This Mid-Autumn Festival, the poet Zhang Jiuling was far away from home. Facing the bright moon rising on the sea, he was full of thoughts and improvised poems. Before the ferry of the years, you and I were both wanderers.
3, the old Jiangshan Hun is a new worry, want to buy osmanthus with wine. Not after all, juvenile tour.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the poet Liu Guo re-entered the south building of his old place, and the Yellow Crane Head has become dilapidated. When I was young, I would come here to play with my friends during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now things have changed, and things have changed.
4. Yesterday, when the wind blew, no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as in previous years.
In the past, on the bright moon night of August 15th, Bai Juyi enjoyed the moon by the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool. This year is the same as the moonlit night on August 15th, but he is alone by the riverside in Jiangzhou. The years are similar, but the years are different.
5, where to close the mountain home Wan Li, the night comes to touch the guests.
Ji Xianlin once said: "Everyone has a hometown, and everyone's hometown has a moon." Mid-Autumn Festival can always wake up every wanderer's deepest attachment to his hometown like a morning bell and a dusk drum.