Mochizuki is far away

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night. The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed. It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.

Spring River Flower Moonlit Night

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. The river flows like a circle around Fangdian, and the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail; the frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the garden cannot be seen. Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried. Whose house is Bian Zhouzi tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Building? Poor upstairs wandering in the moon, should be taken away from the mirror table. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and returned on the anvil. At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month. The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home. The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward. The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road. I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.

Frost Moon

When I first heard that there were no cicadas in the geese, the hundred-foot building was high and the water was in the sky. The green girl Su'e is resistant to cold, and she fights Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the month.

Ask the wine to the moon, the deceased Jia Chun ordered to ask him

When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop the cup today and ask.

People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people.

It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished.

But seeing that the night came from the sea, Ning knew that Xiang Yun did not.

The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, and Chang'e lives alone with whom.

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together.

I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle.

Sender

Don't dream of going to Xie's house, the corridor is crooked.

Affectionate only has the spring court month, which is still a flower falling from people.

Cool and merciful Fengyue is amorous, and don't hate life in spring.

Leaning on the pillar to think about it is melancholy, and a spring dream is not clear.

Drink four songs alone under the moon

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When you wake up, you mingle with each other, and when you get drunk, you scatter.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan.

If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake.

In March Xianyang City, thousands of flowers are like brocade.

Who can be alone in spring, and must drink about it.

Poor and short, creation and long-cherished.

A bottle of death and life together, everything is difficult to judge.

When you are drunk, you lose the world, and you are lonely.

I don't know if I have a body, this is the most fun.

Thousands of poor sorrows, 300 glasses of wine.

Although there is too much sorrow and little wine, the wine does not come to me.

Therefore, knowing the wine saint, the wine is hearty.

Quitting Su lying in the first yang, he was hungry and hungry repeatedly.

Contemporary people are not happy to drink, and they are useless.

The crab claw is the gold liquid, and the bad mound is Penglai.

And you must drink good wine and get drunk on the high platform by the moon.

Mid-Autumn Festival

With a high view, you can see the sky for thousands of miles, and the clouds have no trace. Guilu flew to the place where the light shined, and soaked in the cold for a day. Yuyu Qionglou, come and go by Luan, people are in the cool country. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and the smoke trees are in the middle of the history. I was drunk and clapped my hands and sang wildly, raised a glass to invite the moon, and became three guests to the shadow. Dancing and wandering under the wind and dew, I don't know what night it is. If you want to ride the wind and go back, why use riding Pengyi. In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off.