Modern Poems About Mid-Autumn Festival

The Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as Moon Festival, Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, August Festival, August Meeting, Moon Chasing Festival, Moon Playing Festival, Moon Worshipping Festival, Daughter's Festival, or Reunion Festival, is a traditional cultural festival that is popular among many ethnic groups in China and the countries of the Chinese Character Cultural Circle. Let's take a look at modern poems about writing about the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Modern Poems About Writing Mid-Autumn Festival (1)

Fish love the water, birds rely on the forest,

The fifteenth moon holds the soul.

The fruit is looking forward to the fall, the flower is thinking of spring,

It's hard to compare with the heart of the foreign traveler who misses his family.

I can't forget my childhood dreams,

I can't count the names of my friends,

I can't count the names of my parents,

I can't forget my parents,

I can't count the names of my friends,

I can't count the names of my brothers and sisters.

A modern poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival (2)

The Mid-Autumn Festival

The Mid-Autumn Festival

The Mid-Autumn Festival

The moon is full and the winds are soft, and it's a good time.

The fragrance of the cinnamon stirs up the homesickness in me, and the moonlight brightens up the hearts of my relatives.

I can see that the sky is full of stars and the moon is shining brightly, and the moon is shining brightly, and the moon is shining brightly, and the moon is shining brightly, and the moon is shining brightly.

A fragrant wind blows down the voice of Chang'e.

The winds are so strong that it is not easy to see how they can be used as a substitute for the wind.

The long sleeves of the dancers are long;

The flute plays the song of the countryside, and the song is clear.

The jade is full, the agate cup is slippery,

Drinking to the moon, **** relief of nostalgia!

A heart of wanderers, a heart of prayer, a heart of piety,

At this moment, warm together!

The red lights and shadows, the feelings, the rich human flavor;

The foreign customs, graceful and colorful, *** Lyrics of the true goodness and beauty!

And let us hold hands, sitting into a round moon,

The thoughts passed, fused into beautiful memories;

And let us shoulder-to-shoulder, surrounded by a round moon,

The blessings conveyed, intersected into eternal happiness!

This life tonight, this night this moon,

This life tonight, this night this moon,

Not long good, but,

May people long, thousands of miles of **** Canyuanjuan!

A modern poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival (3)

The moon rises

There is the sound of eagles returning to their nests

There are fish leaping out of the turquoise light

There is the sound of a zither interpreting an ancient legend

So many unknown eyes

Falling on the birch trees blinking winking

Transparency of wisdom and loneliness.

At night

But to the moon

With infinite tenderness

Also that night

The window decorations

Cut by my grandmother

Wrapped in ice-cream flowers

Dissolved in my dream