Poems describing happy holidays

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. As a stranger in a foreign land,

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Know where the brothers climb,

There is one person missing from the dogwood. Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, "When is the bright moon?

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight. I want to ride home in the wind, but I'm afraid the top of the mountain is too cold. How can I dance to see the shadow?

Turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and have no sleep. There should be no hate. Why should you be round when you leave? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. It was difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.