Drinking under the Moon (Li Bai)

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 they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan.

Night Meditation (Li Bai)

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Moonlit Night (Liu Fangping)

The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Chang'e (Li Shangyin)

The mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river gradually falls.

Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are night and night.

August 15 Night Moon (Tang Dufu)

The full moon flies into the mirror, and the heart folds the big knife.

Turn the tent and go far away, and climb the laurel and look up to the sky.

The waterway is suspicious of frost and snow, and the forest dwells see feathers.

At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count everything.

Moonlit Night (Du Fu)

The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn was heard.

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death.

The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended.

Mochizuki Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling)

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.

Frost Moon (Li Shangyin)

When I first heard that there were no cicadas,

The hundred-foot building is high and the water is up to the sky.

The green girl Su'e is resistant to cold,

In the middle of the month, the frost is fighting Chanjuan.

Autumn Night Under the Moon (Meng Haoran)

The moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the glorious dew is wet.

The magpie is undecided, and the flying fireflies roll in.

The cold shadow of the court is sparse, and the neighboring pestle is anxious at night.

What a good time! Look at the sky and stand still.

August 15 Night Paradise Playing with the Moon (Tang Liu Yuxi)

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and the situation is between the Qingqiu Immortal Mansion.

The condensation is long and cold, and it stands on the highest mountain at this time.

The blue void is cloudless and the wind is not strong, and the mountain is long pine and the mountain is water.

The group moved leisurely, and the sky was high and the earth was flat for thousands of miles.

Shaojun led me to the jade altar, and invited the true immortal official from afar.

The clouds want to move under the stars, and Tianle is cold.

Jin Xia Xin gradually went east, and the shadow of the wheel was still frequent.

It is difficult to merge when the scenery is good, and he should be melancholy on this day of the year.

Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this night is a lonely corner

It may not be that Su'e has no hatred, the jade toad is cold, and the osmanthus is lonely

Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)

The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man silently turns the jade plate.

This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year.

August 15 night Pavilion Moon Gazing (Tang Bai Juyi)

On the night of August 15 in the past year, by the apricot orchard by the pond of Qujiang.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Huangpu.

Where is the northwest looking township, and the southeast is full of the moon.

No one will blow when the wind blows yesterday, and tonight is as clear as in previous years.

Mid-Autumn Festival (Tortoise Meng)

The lack of frost is lost and the good wind is like a good period

The curtain is slanted and the tree is infinitely separated, and the candle is dark and the incense is still sitting

My favorite sheng is to listen to the north and gradually see the stars and lose the south kei

Who is the school cool force to reduce the first round and noon

Tianzhu Temple August 15 night Guizi (Tang Pi day rest)

The jade Shanshan went down to the moon wheel, and found Revsin in front of the palace.

So far, it will not be in the sky, it should be Chang'e and people.

Song Su Shi "Mid-Autumn Festival Seeing the Moon and Zi You"

The bright moon is not out of the mountains, and the light is white.

A cup of unfinished silver gushes, and the chaotic clouds are broken like a crashing wave.

Whoever washes the eyes of the heavenly prince should be the water of the Fei Ming River.

So I ordered me to look at the people of the world coldly, and I couldn't afford it.

Southwest Mars is like a projectile, and the horn tail is a dragon pan.

I can't see it tonight, and I can't see it, and I hope that the fireflies will fight for the cold.

Who is the boat yesterday, and the thousand lights are changing at night.

The twists and turns are unintentional to chase the waves, and go to the festival with the song board in a low manner.

Before Qingying disappeared and turned to the mountain, the waves and winds returned to strength.

The bright moon is easy to be inferior and easy to disperse, and it is more important to call for wine when you return.

The moonlight in front of the hall is clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dewed.

The roller shutter pushes the door to be empty, and the window is hoarse and old.

Nandu is engaged in Mo shame and poverty, and there are a few people who have poems on the month.

The personnel of the Ming Dynasty followed the sunrise, and suddenly dreamed of Yao Taike.

Mid-Autumn Festival climbing the building to look at the moon (Song Mi Fu)

The eyes are poor and the sea is full of silver, and the rainbow of ten thousand rays breeds mussels.

If there is no moon repairer in the sky, the cinnamon branch will be damaged to the west.

Ni Zhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Hao asked)

Strong meals are too thin, and the autumn is cold

Children reminiscing about the difficult way to walk

Dew into the thatched hut The creek is noisy and rocky

The night comes and the moon comes in the mountains, and I don't see it until dawn

Su Shi "Water Tune Song Head"

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk and drunk, made this article, and conceived a child

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Su Shi "Xijiang Moon"

It is in Huangzhou, and the spring night is in the water. Drinking at a restaurant and getting drunk. Take the moon to the Yixi Bridge, unsaddle the humerus, and lie drunk and rest. And the awakening is already known. The chaotic mountains are crowded, the flowing water is sonorous, and it is suspected that it is not the world. Book this sentence on the bridge pillar.

Shallow waves shine in the wild, and the sky is faintly hidden. The obstacle mud has not solved the jade arrogance, and I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass. It's a pity that a stream of wind and moon, Mojiao trampled on Qiong Yao. Untie the saddle and pillow the green Yang Bridge, Du Yu said a spring dawn.

Autumn night moon

At the beginning, they gathered and dispersed. Then he called, and there was no reason to meet again. In recent days, there will be a reunion of the feast. In front of the Venerable, in his leisure, he sighed with his eyebrows. Stir up old sorrows.

"Hui Dong Tiju Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Starts" Song Wen Tianxiang

According to the river stacking festival, the clear ice of the painting boat; Wait for the moon to raise a glass and call the bottle in the green. Worship the fall of the stars, about the floating of the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, and it is fortunate that the two double yangs are near; The rivers and mountains are picturesque, and it is still a trip to the red cliffs in the past. Straw requisition, wheel heir cloth.

[Man Jianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival sent far away Song Xin abandoned the disease

Hurry up to the west building, afraid of the sky and the clouds covering the moon. But the summoning, jade fiber horizontal flute, a blow cracked. Whoever does curling floats in the world, the most pitiful jade axe repair season. Ask Chang'e, if you are lonely and cold, you should be Huafa.

The jade liquid is full, and the cup is slippery. Long sleeves up, clear singing. Sigh ten or nine, want to grind and lack. If you have a long round night, people may not see goodbye. Turn the past and away from hatred into joy, and say when you return.

Autumn Rui incense leads

Can't stay. Time is urging, Nafang Lanxie, good flowers, but in an instant. The colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle, and the previous incident is examined. On a moonlit night, there are several traces of the past. Bear with memories. This time I look back, and I will be separated forever. To the fairy island, return to the underworld, there is no news.

Sauvignon Blanc (Kyoto prostitute)

Painting drums and noisy streets, orchid lanterns are full of the city, and the moon shines on the city. The night view of the Qing capital, the wind spreads the silver arrow, and the dew? ソ鹁? . The alleys are crisscrossed. Over the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candle glowing. The man did not hide the incense screen.

Xiang Luo Qi Cong, recognizing the vague old days, elegant and light. Jiao Bo Yanye, clever smile is still there, and he intends to welcome each other. On the wall, it is difficult to write deep sincerity. How do you know, the eunuch detention and inspection, over the years, have lost all the style.

Looking at the Han Moon

Bright moon, bright moon, bright moon. There is still a lack of contention. Just like the young cave people, the temporary party and the parting will be carried out.

The small building is on the threshold, which is last year. Thousands of miles of clear light and still, Naye Yong, disgusted with people.

Partridge day

Blowing through the smoke into the night wind. A bright moon on the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and they have to sleep together.

Affection, meaning. Biyun returned and recognized nowhere to be found. should only have been in the previous life, love to cage the mandarin duck twice.

12 o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the evening, the light smoke envelops the moon, and the wind shines through the toad. Juecui tent, cool life autumn thoughts. Gradually cold weather. Fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and you can't sleep and get up. It is even more leaky, dripping and worried, and all feelings are born, and they are all leaving people's ears.

God knows, at that time, it was very lingering. The night is eternal, and the pillow is clearly distinguished, looking at the ground diligently. When the candle is dim, the wine wakes up, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again.

Come to sleep, sit alone in clothes, and have no □ affection. How to get Yilai, reharmonize the clouds and rain, and then reorganize the remaining incense quilt. May the heavens make a vow, and never abandon it from now on.

Yukikako

The sky and autumn light, turning around the emotional wounds, exploring Jin Yingzhi near Chongyang.

The first taste of thin clothes, the new taste of green ants.

Gradually a wind, a rain, a cool.

The courtyard at dusk is sad and panicked, and the past is sad when you wake up.

That is an eternal night, and the moon is empty.

Smell the anvil sound pounding, the sound of the stinging is thin, and the leakage is long.

Mid-Autumn Festival to the moon Ming Wen Zhengming

Osmanthus floating jade, the first moon is full of heavenly streets, and the night is as cool as washing. The wind is full of eyebrows and cold bones, and people are in the Crystal Palace. Jiaolong stalks, watching the saga, ethereal sheng song boiling. The frost is all over the ground, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds. Remember last year's eve, Jiujiu Creek Pavilion,

Fifteen nights looking at the moon Wang Jian The atrium is white arboreal crows, and the cold dew is silent and wet osmanthus. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who will fall in autumn!

Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The twilight clouds are overflowing and cold, and the silver man silently turns the jade plate. This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year.

Chang'e, Li Shangyin, the mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river is gradually falling. Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are night and night.

Frost Moon Li Shangyin When I first heard that there were no cicadas in the wild goose, 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

Mid-Autumn Moon Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to the court, and this night is a lonely corner. It may not be that Su'e has no hatred, and the jade toad is cold and lonely.

Tianzhu Temple August 15 night Guizi Pi Rixiu jade Shanshan under the moon ring, in front of the palace to find Lu Huaxin. So far, it will not be in the sky, it should be Chang'e and people.

Mid-Autumn Festival upstairs to look at the moon Mi Fu eyes poor Huaihai full of silver, ten thousand rainbow breeding mussel treasure. If there is no moon repairer in the sky, the cinnamon branch will be damaged to the west.

"Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" The stars are sparse and the moon is cold and the galaxy is cold, and the sound of thousands of voices is silent; Where to close the mountain home thousands of miles, the night to touch the guest sorrowful.

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