A poem about festivals, six words.

1. Poems about six traditional festivals The Spring Festival has spread all over the world, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious. Add the New Year, and the old mountains and rivers will spring.

Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun. On the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the night light (Tang) unlocked thousands of households and moved to Beijing in the middle of the first month.

Three hundred wives dance with sleeves and write in the sky. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty), it rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. At the end of the Dragon Boat Festival (Tang Dynasty), Wen Xiu Festival was divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which was said to be Qu Yuan. I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.

On the Double Ninth Festival, Wang Wei, a man who misses his Shandong brothers on holiday in the mountains, is in a foreign land and misses his relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

On the fifteenth night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Bai Shu's cock crows and Coody Leng's silent wet osmanthus flowers are in Wang Jian's heart. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

2. Poetry about festivals.

the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year

The first day of the lunar month

Wang Anshi

Firecrackers, one year old in addition to the spring breeze, warm into Tu Su. Every family always trades new peaches for old ones.

the Lantern Festival

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(Song) Ouyang Xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

Jade case element Xi

(Song) Xin Qiji

One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain.

BMW carved cars full of incense, the phoenix moved, the basin lights turned and the fish dragon danced all night.

Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.

Looking for him in the crowd, I suddenly turned around, but the man was there, and the fire was dim.

Dragon Boat Festival

Dragon Boat Festival

(Tang) Wenxiu

The festival is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which is said to be Qu Yuan. I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.

Jielingmen. Dragon Boat Festival

(Qing) Li Jingshan

Cherry mulberry and calamus, and buy a pot of realgar wine. There is yellow paper hanging outside the door, but I suspect that the account owner is afraid of spells.

Qingming Festival

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Double Ninth Festival

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Mid-Autumn Festival

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

3. 1 The poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day are: Qingming.

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Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Poems describing the Spring Festival are: January Day.

Wang Song Anshi

Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su, and thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.

The poem describing the Double Ninth Festival is as follows: Vacation in the mountains reminds me that my brother Tang in Shandong is a stranger in a foreign land. Every time I miss my relatives during the festive season, I know from a distance where my brothers have climbed, and one person is missing everywhere. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can check Su Shi's water tune.

I drank poems about festivals by myself. No one is with me? Asking for wine, Yuanlai is in a dream again.

Come to sleep. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

China marched along Deng Bai Road, an ancient poem, bright moon, bright moon, bright night. What is the ceremony? Wangwangkong stood in Song Ci 1: The moon, full of life, is now at sea, looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place, the horizon is * * * at this time.

Bringing a separated heart, the flowing water is loud, and I doubt it is the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone? When I got back to my room, the season suddenly changed. For a time, it was very touching, the blue sea was clear and the night was quiet. Cui Jue account.

What's the use of not having a solid name? 2. When Xie Lan was released, the flowers faded, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection.

In a windy and moonlit night, look for old traces in several places, untie your saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. Ren Siyi, I danced. My shadow rolled and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home.

I don't know. The gloss is wet. Just like a young man with flowers in his bridal chamber, in his spare time.

A place in Daqing, Mongolian means "the place where the moon rises". After a rain, I am eager to turn around. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is cold and the moonlight is frosty. 9. Meng Haoran: There is a bright moon in the autumn night, and there is a side. My shadow followed me blankly; : I missed the bright light at the foot of the bed. Could it have been frosted? At night.

Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, sleepless, ancient poetry, bright moon, bright moon, it is better to turn back early. 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 interpretation of ancient legends. Many unknown people's eyes fell on the birch tree, revealing the wisdom and detachment of the night, but casting infinite tenderness at the moon. It was also the window cut by those old ladies who stuck to the window that night, wrapped in ice flowers and melted in the dream (Sarthou is a pity that there is a romantic wind, and it is a great idea not to crush Qiong Yao.

4. Liu: The moonlit night is deeper, and it's spring dawn in Du Yu. 10. Xiangzitian and Qiu Guang.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Tang poetry 1. Li Bai. Mid-Autumn Festival 1 If I leave you once in my young mind, can I forgive you, just as leaves can forgive the wind and rudeness, and youth can forgive the years for erasing her? Crickets have stopped playing, pomegranate trees are covered with blushing fruits, and the last rain has wet wild roses (they say the roses by the lake are like songs). Would you like to sit under the moon, listen to me sing my songs and fly to the mountains? Fly over the lake to the full moon. Life is a difficult play. There is no light or music on the stage surrounded by everyone. What if I sing that song with a loud voice that I forgot my name? Years will continue to separate in April, and it will rise to the sky. This lake will also have tidal sounds. It turns out that the full moon is always like this, but the pale autumn chrysanthemums in the forest bloom under the moon, and you and I wave with tears. Don't 1992 10.09 foreign poetry 1. The Venetian Boat Song [English] Moore House ○ When the wind blew through Naples that night, ah, Nina, do you know who was waiting here? Although you are wearing a veil, I can see that you know that love is burning in my heart.

I disguised myself as a boatman and waited here. I tell you trembling: "The ship is ready." Ah, come on! Come on, while the dark clouds still cover the bright moon! Let's use this moonlit night to fly away from home! 2. Hao Yue [France] Wei Erlun ○○○○○○○○○

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.

Like to put a pair of mandarin ducks in two cages, the night is long and considerate, and the clothes with tears: the moon rises from the mountain of heaven, Guan Shanyue. Wall immediately, late, hard to write sincere, cool Qiu Si.

Gradually enter the slight cold weather. To Luo Qi, vaguely recognize the old.

Back silver [into the public], lonely hall first sleep, old chase tour, looming. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.

I realized that. The mountain is crowded.

I should have just been born in the past, held a heavy party and drank at that time. Life is beautiful, poetic and inspiring. What does life without you mean to me? .

Phoenix candle shines. That house is like a bright moon without a screen. Li Bai: Since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I have been drinking the bright moon alone.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes. Although guest appearances are fun.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned around and looked towards the border.

Yun Lan walked without a trace, sad and anxious, and when he woke up, he was sad about the past. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?

In recent days, in Zhang Jiuling, the cool weather has taken away the heat. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

I sang. The moon encouraged me. Bring the moon to the bridge of a stream, and you will feel worried, and all the feelings will be born together. Morning glory bears the yoke, the banquet is bleak, and you come back empty! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

So I left my message to the moon. I watched the long road to the Milky Way and broke up with qian yao. In the small building near the window sill, the Tatar army stared at the blue water of the bay. The moon broke up in the autumn night.

Just call, no chance to see Iraq again, drunk, flirting and sighing. Arouse old grievances, the wind scattered silver arrows, exposed gold stems, and promoted the east wall.

Broken leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and the Beidou withers and leans south. The feast was full of fairy products. Osmunda japonica is not allowed to stay.

Over time, it is an old and tricky thing that the moon is cloudy and sunny. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

9. Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" swims in Huangzhou on a spring night. Think about it.

The candle is dim and the wine is awake, just like on earth. The leaking sound is long and louder, the sex and rain are heavy, and then the fragrance is more than enough. I want to tell God that I will never give up from now on. Li Shangyin, the joy of the past is gone forever, and I am sad for a pillow. In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, I am whispering.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and they are afraid of a beautiful building, and the heights are too cold. Dance a clear shadow; ) 2。

6. Partridges blow into the night wind through the residual smoke. A bright moon hangs on the porch.

Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different. Love: Chang 'e mica screen has a deep shadow, the long river is gradually falling and the stars are sinking.

Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the neighbors are in a hurry at night. Unload the saddle and rest on Qingyang Bridge.

8. Su Shi's "Water Melody" Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, turned to my bed, looking forward to a beautiful dream. Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.

It has been infected with weeds for thousands of years. 5. Look at the bright moon, bright moon, bright moon.

Competition is still insufficient. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

Will goodwill be guaranteed? . The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

2。 The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Oh, my brothers, lost and scattered. Night is always on the pillow.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. 5, sitting alone in clothes, there are thousands of feelings.

How can I get it? In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.

I am often afraid of the coming of autumn festival and the arrest of famous officials, and I have reduced my customs over the years.

5. Festival poems: The theme of Shuidiao songs is hidden in the Dragon Boat Festival and the stone sinks into the river.

Where the doctor sings, the waning moon is cold in the sky. Turbid waves in Tung Chung, clouds and dreams ups and downs, Chu is also sad.

Restrain the guest's prose style and worry about the article. Beating gongs and drums, throwing zongzi and cleaning up.

Flying boats stop the waves and swing their arms and roar. In the past, when the weather was sunny, San Lv should be peaceful.

Time flies and the wind will last forever. Homesickness in the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most sleepless night after decades of wandering outside. I wonder if there is a moon in the qingliu pool near the village to send me acacia on New Year's Eve. I think the ancient lanterns are gone, but the Lantern Festival is still sweet. I am glad to get rid of the tears of lovesickness yesterday. Where did I return to my dream in the bay? Ask the world to leave the country several times, and the fish beam will be endowed with jade to evoke the soul. There is no sacred pilgrimage, and there is no affection to save the dragon boat. I deliberately heard the scenery and mourned Wang Sunjing.

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo. I am playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

A night-mooring near maple bridge, Zhang Ji, Cold Night, Jiang Feng, Fish, Fire and Sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Li Baiyun wants clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to show off China; If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. Folk songs bend Kyushu on the moon, and several families are happy and several are sad.

Several couples are in the same boat, and several couples are floating in other States. From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou, Meng Haoran and the monkey sobbed on the shadowy mountain, and the river surged at night.

The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.

Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. After a night out, Du Fu's breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still high mast.

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. If only my art could make me famous. Free my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . When will Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song, have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest I be in a beautiful building.

It's too cold up there. Dancing can understand shadows. What's it like? The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate. When do you always say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

* Poetry-Inspirational Antique Shen Li Chuntian planted a millet and harvested 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain on the plate is hard?

Du Qiuniang advised you not to cherish witch hazel and to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

Long song belongs to the Green Garden and sunflowers bask in the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? The boss will be sad if you don't work hard! Tao Yuanming's life is rootless, like a stranger floating on the dust.

Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be. Being brothers, why flesh and blood? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink.

Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.

* Poem-Farewell to Wang Wei, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain until now I have closed my thatched door in the dark. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Weicheng Qu Wang Wei Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

There are strange trees and colorful green leaves in the courtyard. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy.

The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is bright. The full moon is regarded as a symbol of reunion and an emotional attachment of literati.

The following are famous sentences related to the bright moon and Mid-Autumn Festival, which are selected from poems of past dynasties. Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven and is in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

—— Li Bai Guan Shanyue The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

-Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" The moon has now crossed the sea, and the end of the world is * * *. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far", he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .

-Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and its luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

-Meng Haoran's "Autumn Night under the Moon" On the night of August 15 the year before last, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.

Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

-Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August" The atrium is a crow in Bai Shu, and the osmanthus in Coody Leng is silent and wet. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" has turned to the court for ten rounds, and this evening is a lonely corner.

Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon.

6. When will there be a bright moon about festivals? I take my glass from a distance. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival with Water Tune and Ice Dust"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. -Wang Anshi's January Day

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"

Cold food in Ming dynasty is another spring. —— Gu Taiqing's "Planting Begonia in Linjiang the Day Before Qingming Festival"

On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old. -Wang Anshi's January Day

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. -Han Yi's Cold Food

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl. -"Jojo" by Lin Jie

The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl. -Mutu's autumn night

Lying watching morning glory and Vega, the moon turns to the shadow of buttonwood. -Lu Zhi's "Indulge in the East Wind, Tanabata"

Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. -Yan Shu's Spring Scenes

Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing. -"Jojo" by Lin Jie

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. -Han Yi's Cold Food

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"

Silver flowers shine like bright lanterns on the tree. On this night, the bridge leading to bright stars opens. -Su Weidao's fifteenth night of the first month.

The Dragon Boat Festival is in midsummer, and it is longer in sunny days. -Dragon Boat Festival in Li Longji.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. -Pi Rixiu's "Guizi on August 15th in Tianzhu Temple"

Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist. -Du Fu's "Small Cold Food in the Boat"

Idle spring and cold weather. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Dandang Spring Cold Food Day"

Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring. -Wu Weixin's "Su Causeway Qingming is a thing"

The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have passed without a shadow. -Zhang Xian's "Magnolia Yi Mao Xing Wu Cold Food"

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. -Gao Shi "Night Shift"

7. Poetry about festivals in the sixth grade of primary school. Selected poems of Mid-Autumn Festival:

Drink with the moon

Lipper

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

August 15th, jathyapple.

Du Fu

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Watching the moon on fifteen nights

Wang Jian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!

Nanzhai Wan Yue

Wang Changling

Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.

Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.

A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.

Festival moon

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?

Festival moon

Miracle

The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.

Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.

Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.

Guan Shanyue

Lipper

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Ye Si

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

moonlit night

Liu

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Chang'e

Li shangyin

The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

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.

Frost moon

Li shangyin

Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.

Give birth to a child under the autumn night and the moon

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.

Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon

Lu guimeng

It's late in first frost, and the wind is like a good season.

The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.

I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans.

Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?

Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhuang Ni

Yuan Haowen

Strong rice days are too thin, narrow clothes and autumn are already cold.

The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.

Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud.

The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.

Play the moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th.

Liu Yuxi

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.

Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.

A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.

Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.

Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.