Modern poems about the moon 1. Write modern poems about the moon

I see two moons:

General samples, different stages.

One is in the sky at the moment.

Put on the clothes of an open bird;

She did not spare her kindness,

Her gold and silver are all over the floor.

She didn't forget the glass in the Forbidden City.

Three seas have her beauty.

She jumped out of the clouds and into the tree.

Hiding in the new green vines again.

She is so delicate, so beautiful,

The fish at the bottom of the water is also drunk!

But something's wrong with her,

She always likes to consume small things;

Sometimes there are only stars in the sky,

Without that charming round face,

Although I will come back then,

But this lovesickness is a bit difficult!

What you can't see,

Although not to mention how gorgeous!

She also has a drunken smile,

There is also the exquisiteness of rotation;

She never lets people talk about generosity,

It's a pity that you can't see my garden.

What is precious is her infinite magic,

Often pass my mental wave to Korea:

I like the surge of silver waves,

There are silver bells in the waves accompanied by music;

It's just those ponytail bubbles,

It's better than carving jewels.

A perfect moon,

What's more, it will never be incomplete!

As long as I close my eyes,

She went to heaven!

Two moons by Xu zhimo

Moon rises

The sound of a carving returning to the nest.

There are fish jumping out of blue light.

There is a piano playing an old legend.

I don't know whose eyes.

Fall on the birch tree and blink.

Show wisdom and detachment

But it was thrown to the moon at night.

Infinite tenderness

It was also that night.

Those posted on the window

Grandma cut off the window grilles.

Wrapped in ice flowers

In my dream

It melted.

The island where the moon rises

When I was young,

I thought the moon was a disk made of white jade.

It is the fairy mirror of Yaochi, floating between Yun Ni.

Fairy moths and osmanthus trees,

Looming in the middle of the month.

Jade rabbit put down the pestle,

I don't know who this elixir is for.

But that damn toad,

Eating the mutilated moon, so dim.

Looking back,

Wu Ying's Houyi shot down nine suns.

Relieved the disaster for heaven and earth

Now who will save the moon,

Let it shine again, like before.

I can't bear to watch it anymore,

I can't bear to leave it alone,

But what can I do for it?

Only worry,

In a daze with pain.

2. What are the modern poems about the moon?

1. "The Moon in My Heart" The curved moon hangs in the sky and shines quietly on the beautiful village. The forest cage is foggy. The water in the river flows slowly. I think of my beloved girl in the moonlight. You are the moon in the sky. How long will the party last without you? 2. "Hao Yue" The bright moon flickers on the branches of the forest and makes a sound under the leaves. The pond of people in my heart, like a deep mirror, reflects the black willow shadow wind on the willow tip, sobbing and dreaming. It's time for vastness. Warm and quiet, as if walking down the starry sky. This is a happy moment. 3. The Moon has two moons hanging in the sky, one in the heart. The moon in the sky is clear and bright. The moon in my heart is smart and beautiful. The moon in the sky is always nearby. I like the moon in the sky. I prefer the name of the moon in my heart. That sounds great. 4. The author of "The Gentle Moon" During the day, I left without looking back. Only the moonlight was warm and tame. I wouldn't cry in the music, and I wouldn't be in a daze in front of the screen. I became the only secret I could keep. She quietly guarded a pool of brilliance and our happiness, salvaged the shadow of sinking from the sad melody, and let the soul move forward along the blue expectation. She treats the sound of reading like dust. The elegant goddess of happiness sneaked up to the dancer in the moonlight, refused the hospitality of the sun, and waited for the arrival of the night to join hands with the stars. Walking in the light of the storm is her most pleasant moment, tasting tender love and experiencing endless tenderness. She has long been infatuated, and the torrent of love makes her look beautiful! Tonight, she is wearing a looming wind skirt, driving a rolling auspicious cloud and continuing her romantic journey under the care of the stars.

3. Modern poetry about the moon

Moon, moon

How many clouds are there below you?

All human feelings

Humans use your form.

Lack of a garden

Selfish propaganda on earth

You go, I go.

Who created heaven and earth?

spring,summer,autumn and winter

Everything grows on the sun.

Glow at night, glow at night

But let you represent sadness.

The moon is walking in the sky.

I swim at the bottom.

Living in the long river of years

Always feel the warmth of moonlight, that night

You are spreading the energy of the sun.

Illuminate people's hearts

Moon, moon

The whole world has long known.

4. Modern poetry about the moon

1, "Broken Chapter"-Author: Bian I saw two moons: general appearance, different phases.

One is now wearing the clothes of a bird that is open in the sky; She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere. She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City. The Three Seas have her beauty.

She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine. She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk! But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things; Sometimes I can only see stars in the sky. Without that charming round face, I will still come back then, but it's a little hard to miss! You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is! She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn; She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden! What is commendable is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Korea: I love the surging silver waves, and there are music bells in the waves; Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels.

A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete! As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven! 2, "Two moons"-Xu Zhimo The two moons I saw: general appearance, different phases. One is in the sky at this time, wearing the clothes of a birdman; She does not spare her kindness, and her gold and silver are everywhere.

She doesn't forget the glass of the Forbidden City. The Three Seas have her beauty. She jumped out of the cloud, jumped into the tree and hid in the new green vine.

She is so delicate and beautiful that all the fish under the water are drunk! But she is not good at all, and always likes to spend money on small things; Sometimes I can only see stars in the sky. Without that charming round face, I will still come back then, but it's a little hard to miss! You can't see it, let alone how beautiful it is! She also has her drunken smile and subtle turn; She never lets others be generous, but you can't see my garden! What is commendable is her infinite magic, which often brings my spiritual fluctuation to Korea: I love the surging silver waves, and there are music bells in the waves; Even those ponytail bubbles are better than carved jewels. A perfect moon, the situation is never incomplete! As long as I close my eyes, she will ascend to heaven! 3, "Tide"-Author: Wang Jiaxin moonlight, the tide of love surging in the sea. The closer the moon is to the earth, the more the seawater stirs up layers of tides and rushes to the beach to search desperately.

The moon blushes-although the sea doesn't gently suck her lips, the sea is only deeply encouraged by the flowing light of the moon, and the snow-white love tide rises in rows and falls in rows-and so on, endlessly, but can't get close to the moon. -The sea knew this and took a beautiful picture of the moon. Quietly take it back to the depths of the sea, like a shell that breeds pearls, put a grain of sand in it and close it tightly, leaving only an eternal mystery to the tide watchers, that is, silence and acquiescence. 4. Moon, Moon-Dai Shulun Moon, Moon, how many clouds are lying under you? Emotions and sorrows, human beings through your form.

Round lack, garden lack, selfish propaganda on the earth, you go, I go, who created it on the earth? In spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything grows by the sun. By night, by night, but let you represent sadness.

The moon is walking in the sky, and I swim under it, living in the long river of years. Always feel the warmth of the moonlight. That night, you were spreading the energy of the sun and illuminating people's hearts. The moon, the moon, has long been known to the world.

The earth is inseparable from the dark forces, but some people tend to shape your cold face and write your sadness on your face without damaging the image of a star. 5, a person's moonlight-Li Ruying's joy in the red moon is getting farther and farther, and the middle of the lake has retreated to the window.

The night wind can't blow the shadow, and a person's city is desolate. Considering the reserves, winter is coming to an end.

Without a toast, the words seem to be thousands of miles away. The flowers on the case want to bloom, just like Xiao Han think of snow.

That mountain has been climbed over again and again. There was no sound when the moonlight fell.

What hurts is not only yesterday, today, but also tomorrow.

5. Complete modern poems describing the moon

1, moon

-A gift for my granddaughter's sixth birthday.

There are two moons.

One hanging in the sky

One hangs in my heart.

The moon in the sky is clear and bright.

The moon in my heart is smart and beautiful.

The moon is shining in the sky.

The moon in my heart is always by my side.

I like the moon in the sky,

I prefer the moon in my heart.

The name of the moon

It barks loudly.

That sounds great.

Sometimes she goes out with her mother.

I stood at the window and watched.

See the moon in the sky

I saw my little girl.

The moon in the sky is like a boat.

There is a little girl sitting on the boat.

Drift and drift

The moon in my heart is back.

Heavy eyebrows, chubby face.

Laugh in one's sleep

I took off a piece of moonlight.

Put it on her.

2. Happy Moon

Elegant goddess of happiness

Rejected the kindness of the sun

Waiting for night arrival

Join hands with stars

* * * The moment of love

Walking in the breeze and clouds

It was her happiest moment.

Taste the gentle caress of love.

Feel the tenderness of the clouds.

She has long been intoxicated.

She was already elated.

The torrent of love

Make her look beautiful

Shine brightly

Look! this evening

She is wearing a looming wind skirt.

Driving a rolling auspicious cloud

Under the care of the stars

Continue to write a romantic journey

3. "Tonight, there is no moon."

On July 1 1 day, the moon hung high in Japan.

Why leave a dark night?

Noise of doped crickets

Subverting sleepless nights

Follow the idea of the moon

Now it falls and flows into the tree.

Send a weak signal

Pass on the love you can't give up.

Those kisses under the willow tree

Cultivate the values of marriage.

Grow sturdily on fertile soil

Record our footprints

I don't mean to say a word at the moment.

But I cut off the root and the blood flowed into my heart.

The crash was unbearable.

Please forgive me for calling for help at night.

There is no moon tonight.

My love for you is like the night.

Strong and not easy to destroy

Eternal love letter

6. China's modern monthly poems

You are a blooming flower from tree to tree.

Swallows chirping on the beam.

You are love, warmth and hope.

You are the April day on earth!

-Lin Shi, "You are April Day on Earth"

Error Zheng Chouyu

I walked through Jiangnan.

The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.

If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.

Your heart is a small lonely city.

Like a bluestone street facing the night.

Footsteps don't ring, and the curtain doesn't open in March.

Your heart is a small closed window.

My hooves were a beautiful mistake.

I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by.

7. What are the poems about the moon in modern times?

The bright moon shines in the Woods, the branches under the leaves make sounds, and people are in their hearts. The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the shadow of the black willow, and the wind is sobbing at the tip of the willow ... Dream on, it's time. Vast, warm and quiet, as if walking down the starry sky, this is a happy moment. Where the moon rises Author: The island moon rises with the sound of the carving returning to its nest, the fish leaps out of blue light, and the piano plays an ancient legend. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, showing wisdom and detachment at night, but casting infinite tenderness at the moon. It was also the window that was cut by the old ladies who posted it on the window that night and was wrapped in ice flowers and melted in the dream. If that is separation, I am still young. Can I forgive you in my heart, just as the fallen leaves can forgive the strong wind, and the rude youth can forgive the years for erasing her? The two crickets stopped making noise. Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits. The last rain wet the wild roses (they say the roses by the lake are like songs). Will you sit under the moon and listen to my songs and fly to the mountains, fly over the lake and fly to the full moon? Life is a difficult play. There is no light or music on the stage around us. You can only sing with my loud voice. What about a song whose name has been forgotten? The years will continue to separate. April has risen to the air, and there will be tidal sounds in the lake. It turns out that the only thing that remains unchanged from beginning to end is the full moon, the chrysanthemums in the light forest, and the tearful farewell of you and me under the moon. (4 pieces) Yu (1) Love has a locked future. Her images have been collected. Pure music and single-minded love converge into a river, and her life is a river of glorious rebirth! Picturesque love is a beautiful spring, and dark red thoughts are piled up in the forest-poetic love is an exciting heartstring. Maybe the beautiful fairy in the forest has read the wish in her heart! (2) The Chrysanthemum Flower God fluttered on the chrysanthemums in a garden by the moonlight of clouds, thinking that the mysterious power in the universe could make time return to a certain night recorded in history. In the same moonlight burning incense and praying, there was a woman with a goose eyebrow, slim and pious, looking up-ah! Man is brighter than the moon. The moon in diusim's story is far away. My imagination is like a mermaid swimming on the edge of Xinghai. (3) When fresh water just melts from the glacier, it yearns for freedom. Although it is the son of the mountain, it runs to the sea, because the sea is the immortality of water. A big river flows happily! The company commander can't see the source of its loneliness every day. No matter whether it is rainy clouds or roaring sea breeze tomorrow, today's waves show off their ownership by jumping and rushing. (4) I feel a little sad when you are going on a long trip. I didn't expect it to be a rainy sky when you leave. We will all embark on a bleak future and prepare for a stormy life. I'll write to you ... I won't ask you if the sky is ringing on the road or there is wind next to the thunder. Just ask if you have an umbrella in your hand and a rainbow in the sky.