Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon
Tang Meng Haoran)
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Tangwangjian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Chang'e
Don
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
2. Friends get together, Mid-Autumn Poetry 1. There are only candles in the hall, the songs are calm and the cups are calm.
In Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji's "A Prune, No Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival" recalls the flowers in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the flowers are also in the cup, and the moon is also in the cup. There are statues upstairs tonight, cloud wet screens and rain wet screens.
(the moon is in the cup: the moon is in the cup) If you want to take the wind to ask about the chemical industry, the road is also difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass. Only the candles are red, the songs are quiet, and the cups are quiet.
Interpretation: Recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, I was among the fragrant osmanthus flowers. The flowers are reflected on the glass, and so is the bright moon.
Tonight, I also drank a glass on the balcony to enjoy the moon, but the clouds were rolling and the rain soaked the screen window, and there was no moonlight. I almost want to take the wind to ask the fairy, but I can't get through this day and it's hard to send a letter.
There is no moon in the painting hall, only red candles shine high. We drank a few glasses of wine slowly and sang to the end. 2. Welcome guests tonight, sail alone in Shuigang tomorrow night, and still take care.
"Mink Head Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Dynasty: Su Zhe walked for a long time and passed the Mid-Autumn Festival for seven days. Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed.
Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted. Someone incited the fun, and there was the swan goose in the swan goose.
The guests in the living room are radiant. The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy.
There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart. I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.
Interpretation: We have been apart for too long, and it has been seven Mid-Autumn Festival. Today last year, in the land of Wu Dong, I looked at the bright moon, full of sadness.
I didn't expect to go boating on the ancient Bianhe River and go to Liangzhou at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain. There is a claim to add interest, starting the goose on the pavilion.
The guests in the seats were dressed in luxury. The moon is ruthless, unwilling to keep people, and sinking into the west.
There will be wine for guests tonight, and I will live alone on the boat tomorrow night, leaving my sorrow as usual. They are afraid that Rainbow can, and they will not be allowed to go home, so they have to go upstairs to face each other.
3, the wine in the cup is delayed, and it should not be embarrassing tonight. "Jiangchengzi Mid-Autumn Festival Rain Early and Sunny Late" Song Dynasty: Zhu Chen's Mid-Autumn Festival is the most round.
Old stubborn watched it many times.
A glass of wine has been delayed, so it shouldn't be embarrassing tonight. Residual rain is not fun, and it sounds a little bit.
The sky should deliberately cover the aperture. Shoot the world.
Wait and see. Good time, need to take advantage of some difficulties.
When the evening breeze blows, it will be golden, smooth and round. Explanation: Mid-Autumn Festival is when the moon is at its fullest. Stupid and dull old men have seen more, so they meet after drinking. Now he shouldn't be stingy.
How can the rain that will stop hinder happiness? Intermittent rain, small and many raindrops. The sky should be deliberately covered, patting the world, just looking around, the good times must be obviously not easy.
Until dusk, the wind and rain stopped, the waves shone like gold, and the full moon was as bright as jade. Tonight is the loveliest moon in a year, and everything else is arranged by fate, which is beyond our control.
But, to reject this wine, can we choose more tomorrow? . On the Zhang Festival in the Tang Dynasty: Han Yu, the clouds are blooming and the stars are scattered, the breeze is passing through the sky, and the moon is wide.
The sand is smooth, the water is still, there is no sound or shadow, just like I give you a glass of wine and ask you to sing. But your song is so sad and your voice is so bitter that my tears turned into rain before I finished listening to it.
On the Dongting Lake, Jiuyi Mountain towering into the sky, dragons, crocodiles, ups and downs, apes, flying foxes, sobbing. At the risk of death in nine cases out of ten, I arrived at my official post, where I lived alone and quietly, as if I were hiding.
I left my bed, afraid of snakes; I eat, I'm afraid of poison, and the air in the lake is rancid, breathing its foul smell. Yesterday, I played drums in front of the country, an emperor was crowned, and a realm changed.
The pardon runs 300 miles a day, and all the dying people get their sentences reduced. Expulsions were promoted, exiles were recalled, corruption was abolished, and honest officials were appointed.
My superior sent my name, but the governor didn't listen, and Kan Ke had to move Man Jing. My position is very low and useless. They may punish me with a whip in the street.
Most of my exiled companions are going home now. For me, this is a trip to heaven beyond climbing. Stop your song, I beg you, listen to mine, a completely different song from yours.
Tonight is the loveliest moon of the year. Everything else is arranged by fate, which is beyond our control. But, to reject this wine, can we choose more tomorrow? .
Interpretation: where the clouds are thin, the milky way is not seen. The breeze blows away the clouds and the moonlight releases clear waves. The sound and shadow of the waves on the beach disappeared. Pour a glass of wine and ask you to sing a song.
Your singing is sour, your words are bitter, and you have fallen without hearing the tears. Dongting Lake is high and steep, and the dragons in the lake are haunted by the sound of pythons.
After a narrow escape, I went to the demoted office and lived silently as if I were absconding. Getting up is afraid of snake bites, eating and poison. Moisture and poisonous gas are mixed together, and there is a bad smell everywhere.
Yesterday, state officials suddenly beat gongs and drums, and the new emperor succeeded to the throne with osmium and Hao Tao. Amnesty documents were circulated in Wan Li one day, and anyone who committed the death penalty was exempted from the death penalty.
Those who fell out of favor recalled and exiled back to the DPRK, eliminated their shortcomings and cut off the traitors in the DPRK. The Secretariat nominated pardon for observation, so that the fate of withholding and bumpy can only be transferred to the desert.
The judge is a small official, so he is embarrassed to say anything to anyone who is beaten and kneeled. Most of the people who were demoted together have returned to Beijing, and the road to the imperial court is more difficult than going to heaven.
Don't listen to me for a while. My singing and yours are definitely not the same theme. The moon in a year, tonight is the best, why complain. How can you get the moon in the sky without drinking? I know where to go next year.
Taohuawu is full of customers, and the dust wave is front. Guizhixiang Bagpipes Song: Bagpipes in Liu Chenweng.
But the shadow of the laurel tree lingers, and the barren cup is covered with dew. Looking east, the whip shadow is ethereal, and the cold light is like a note.
I dreamed of crossing the river in the middle of the night last night. The vast corner moved and the boat was full of fun, and the gull heron was not surprised.
Yes, where it will be next year. Taohuawu is full of customers, and the dust wave is front.
Twenty-four Bridges, quite the style of Secretary Du. Two or three words are so today, depending on the princess and Jiaojin East Road.
The world is pitching, what is the boundary between sadness and joy, and so is reunion. Interpretation: The piper has gone, but the osmanthus tree is still there.
Harvesting nectar in the year of poor harvest, looking at the ethereal lotus pond in the east, seems to inject cold light. I dreamed about this river in the middle of last night.
A poem with a high mast and uneven length. Stir in the vast expanse, enjoy the return, and don't disturb the gull heron.
Who knows where the TD annual meeting is? Waiting for the friends of the Yellow Crane Tower slowly, they have been wandering outside for the first half of their lives. Bridge 24, remember Secretary Du? Two words, three words, every word is like this. Look at the cloth of Secretariat and East Road.
Looking up and down, how can sadness be limited and how can reunion be the same as before?
3. Homecoming Mid-Autumn Poetry Autumn wind comes, the weather turns cold, and the geese fly south. The green forest turns yellow and the cold fog rises. Don't forget to add clothes. Autumn insects are singing, chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the morning breeze is cool. Send clouds, hold running water, and wish good luck in early autumn. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
The dry moonlight makes this day have wonderful charm; Cut the tide and wrap your thoughts in the breath of the waves; Treasure the stars, weave a string of happy jewels and give them to you in the Mid-Autumn Festival. May the full moon surround you!
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and I send my holiday wishes. Although there are no flowery words, every word is from the bottom of my heart and embodies sincerity. I wish you a happy holiday, a bumper harvest, good health after receiving money, and good friendship.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the full moon is like a mirror. Under the moon, hold the moon cakes high with both hands, let the soft moon accompany me to eat them, and let her bring you the sweetness of the moon cakes and deep thoughts for you. Wish you a happy holiday! Happy every day!
Fifteen stars are all over the sky, and the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival is dazzling. You and I walk hand in hand and swim in Huaxi. Hold your fingers tightly and say goodbye to each other. The fragrance of flowers permeates the skirt and happiness fills the heart.
4. Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion: The stars make you shine, and the wind reveals your beauty.
The west wind came to persuade Liang Yun to go, and Tian Dong put down the golden mirror.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is cold and lonely.
flux and reflux
Clear dew, bright and smokeless.
A round of average points full, accompanied by Wan Liyun.
Condensed light and cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain peak at this time.
When did the moon begin to appear? Holding my cup, I asked the blue sky
The bright moon is not as long as people agreed until tonight.
Flying mirrors everywhere, returning to the heart to fold the sword.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Liu Xia's mooring is not stable yet, but the Mid-Autumn Festival will come in a few days.
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5. Mid-Autumn Festival: Mid-Autumn Festival.
(Tang) Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;
Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
Play with the moon on August 15th.
(Tang) Liu Yuxi
Tonight the sky will wash the world again.
Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.
What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.
Prelude to Water Melody
(Song) Su Dongpo
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happy drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Festival moon
(Song) Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Taichangyin
(Song) Xin Qiji
A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground.
Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!
Riding the wind, Wan Li is in the sky,
Overlooking the mountains and rivers Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.
Taiwan Province folk songs:
Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival Tourism
Look at the geese in a lonely shadow, and miss the mink in a thousand miles; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.
My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea.
Homesickness on a moonlit night
The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet;
Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.
suffer
Late at night, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, silently; Sleepy eyes,
As if in a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart;
Suffering, returning to the air, like burning the heart of the king.
I. Poems of Han and Wei Dynasties
1, the moon shines that night
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
Step 2 Listen to Moon Poems
Listening to the moon is too clear, and listening to the moon by the building is the clearest.
Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.
The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling.
Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.
3. What is the bright moon?
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
Step 4 complain about songs
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.
6. Villagers' Mid-Autumn Party Poems (Seven-character quatrains) Modern Poems Hao Yuefa Wei Erlun ○ Grey Translation String 4 Hao Yue is flashing in the forest, with sounds on the branches and leaves, and people are in my heart.
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. The vast and warm peace seems to be coming from the starry sky. This is a happy moment.
The place where the string rises at dawn in August 9 Author: Island String 2 When the moon rises, there is the sound of the eagle returning to its nest. Some fish jump out of the blue light and play the piano to interpret ancient legends. Many unknown people's eyes rested on the birch tree, revealing wisdom and detachment, but cast infinite tenderness on the moon at night. It was also that night that the windows cut by the grandmothers who stuck to the windows were wrapped in ice flowers and melted in my dreams. If it is a parting in my young mind, can I forgive you, just as leaves can forgive the wind and rudeness? Youth can forgive years for erasing her. 2. Crickets no longer make sounds. Pomegranate trees are covered with crimson fruits. The last rain wet the wild roses (they say the roses by the lake are like songs). Would you like to sit under the moon and listen to my song, fly to the mountains, fly over the lake and fly to the full moon? This is a difficult scene. There are no lights on the stage, no music and people all around. What if I sing that song with a loud voice that I forgot my name? Years will continue to be different. It has risen into the air on April 9, and there will be tidal sounds in the lake. What remains the same from beginning to end is the full moon, and there is no chrysanthemum in the forest. You and I will say goodbye in tears under the moon. 438+0992 10 9 string 5 lyrics selection (4 songs) There will be a lock in Luo Shengxian 1 (1) Aixian 2 in the future, and there will be a lock. Her image has been included in a concentric lock; Pure music and single-minded love converge into a river, and her life is a river of glorious rebirth! Picturesque love is a sunny spring, and dark red thoughts in the forest are piled up in front of you. Poetic love is an exciting chord. Perhaps the beautiful fairy in the forest read her wish.