Homesick Poems in Mid-Autumn Festival

Mid-Autumn Festival

(Tang) Li Pu

When the mirror rises in the sky, the fairy is silent;

a round of equal shares is full, and it is accompanied by thousands of miles of clouds;

The sly rabbit falls from the string, and the demon frog comes to life.

Lingcha plans to join hands with each other until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Playing with the Moon on the 15th of August

(Tang) Liu Yuxi

Tomorrow, the moon will wash the world again.

the summer is over, and the autumn is clear.

the stars shine, and the wind shines brilliantly.

it can change the world, and youran is the jade capital.

(Song) Su Dongpo

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, full of joy. Drunk, writing this article, and pregnant.

when will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar.

I wonder what year it is tonight.

I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings.

It's too cold at the top! Dancing and enjoying the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.

turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and take photos without sleep.

there should be no hate. why should we be reconciled?

people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which is an ancient and difficult matter.

I wish people a long life, and thousands of miles away.

Mid-autumn moon

(Song Dynasty) Su Shi

When the dusk clouds are all over and the cold is clear, the silver man turns to the jade plate silently,

This night is not good in this life, so where can I see the bright moon next year?

Tai Chang Yin

(Song) Xin Qiji

A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-polished.

Ask Heng E about the wine: What can you do if you are deceived by white hair!

It's easy to go by the wind, Wan Li is in the sky,

Look down at the mountains and rivers. Go to Guangxi and dance. Humanity is more clear.

Taiwanese folk songs:

Thoughts on Mid-Autumn Festival

A lonely shadow looks at the geese, and a thousand dollars misses the marten; The autumn in my hometown recalls the moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.

if you haven't climbed osmanthus, you should still roll the banana; Climbing the stairs to make a sad contribution, looking at the sea and the sky in the west.

Homesickness on a Moonlit Night

The stars are sparse, the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet.

Wan Li, a mountain dweller, has many worries when he comes at night.

"Suffering"

The night is deep, the moon is high in the middle of the sky, and it is silent; Sleepy eyes,

like a dream; Living and lying around is restless, and my hometown is in my mind;

suffering, returning to emptiness, is like burning the king's heart.

Poems of Han and Wei Dynasties

1. Ancient poems: The bright moon shines with night light

The bright moon shines with night light, which promotes the weaving to the east wall.

Yu Heng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.

when the Millennium is stained with weeds, the season suddenly changes.

among the trees in Qiu Chan, the mysterious birds died peacefully.

once upon a time, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and inspiring six purlins.

if you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.

there is a bucket in the north of the south basket, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

what's the benefit of a good reputation without a solid foundation?

2. The ancient poem "The bright moon"

The bright moon "He Jiaojiao" shines on my bed.

I can't sleep because I'm sad, and I wander around with my clothes on.

it's better to return home early, although the guest is having fun.

who should I sue if I'm wandering alone when I leave home?

lead him back into the room, with his dress in tears.

3. Complaining songs

Newly cracked and fresh as frost and snow.

cut it into acacia fans, and it looks like a bright moon.

Go in and out of your arms and shake the breeze.

I'm always afraid that autumn will come, and the coolness will rob me of the heat.

if you give up your donation, you will get rid of your kindness.

Tang poetry

1. Li Bai: Guan Shanyue

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.

and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes.

and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.

2. Li Bai: drinking Alone with the Moon

from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.

till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.

alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.

but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.

I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.

have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.

shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.

3. Li Bai: Night Thinking

so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?.

lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.

4. Liu Fangping: The moonlit night

It's half a house in the deeper moonlight, and the Beidou is dry and inclined to the south.

tonight, I know it's warm in spring, and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.

5. Li shangyin: Chang' e

the mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river is gradually sinking.

Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir.

Tang poetry

6. Du Fu: remembering my brothers on a moonlight night

a wanderer hears drums portending battle, by the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border.

he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?.

yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?.

7. Zhang Jiuling: looking at the moon and thinking of one far away

the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time.

brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night!

it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat.

so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams.

8. Li Shangyin: Frosty Moon

When I first heard of the wild goose, there was no cicada.

A hundred-foot building was filled with high water.

Su E, a young girl, is cold-tolerant,

fighting in the frost in the middle of the month

9. Meng Haoran: I have a bosom under the autumn night

The moon is hanging in the autumn sky, and the luster is wet.

I was surprised that the magpie was undecided, and the flying fireflies rolled in.

the cold shadows of the courtyards are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring pestle is urgent at night.

what a long time! Look at the sky and stand.

Song Ci

1. Autumn night and moon

gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then call it, no reason to meet Iraq again. In recent days, I will have a feast again unexpectedly. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

2. Osmunda japonica Thunb

can't stay. Time urges, Naifang Lanxie, good flowers fade, but in an instant. Colored clouds are easy to disperse, glass is brittle, and there is trouble before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and remembering. This look back is broken, and it will last forever. To Xiandao and Guiming Road, there is no news.

3. Xuanqing

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is cold and chilly. Back silver [cheng gong], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy support, drunk still silent. Never leak frequently, the former joy has gone, leaving a pillow. Thinking in secret, chasing after the old tour, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I thought of throwing fruit at my friends, and I never had a banquet. At that time, I drank heavily. Life dances like swallows, and songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it is full of fairy tales, and it is even more boring and crazy. More xiangjiang, phoenix, and sleep. Jade hairpin disorderly cross, let all Levin, this pleasure

4. Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

Painting drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, the first day of the full moon shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque, the capital of Qing Dynasty, is full of silver arrows and golden stems. The streets are criss-crossing. Go through the Pingkang style and listen to the songs slowly. Phoenix candle is shining. That family has not covered the incense screen.

In Luo Qi, I recognize the old days vaguely, and my elegance is light. Jiao Bo Yan Ye, Qiao Xiao still, intentionally greeted. The wall is immediately, and it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, the famous officials have been arrested, and they have reduced their customs over the years.

Song Ci

5. Looking at the Han Moon

Bright Moon, Bright Moon. There is still a shortage of competition. Just like young people in bridal chambers, they will meet temporarily and leave according to the past.

it was last year's season at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light are still there, and the night is always annoying and disgusting.

6. partridge day

Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon is draped on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is not the same.

affectionate, full of meaning. Blue clouds go back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past and loved to cage Yuanyang in two places.

7. Twelve o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the evening, the smoke is light and the wind is shining like a wash. Sleep Cui Zhang, Liangsheng Qiu Si. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. The broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard, but if you can't sleep, you will get up. It is even more worrying, dripping and worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, all of which are worrying about people.

who knows, at that time, it was very memorable. The night is always there, clearly on the pillow, looking at it diligently. When the candle is dark, the wine wakes up, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.

when you come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, you have no feelings. How can I get the benefits, re-harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make the rest of the incense quilt. I wish to tell God that I will never give up from now on.

Song Ci

8. Su Shi's

Shui Diao Ge Tou

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was drunk and drunk. When did he write this article and be pregnant with the moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.

dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.

9. Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon"

is in Huangzhou, swimming in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to a stream bridge, relieve the saddle and bend your arms, and lie drunk and rest less. I'm aware of it. The mountains are crowded and the running water is loud and clear, and it is doubtful that it is not the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.

according to the wild, the waves are shallow, and the clouds are faint in the sky. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass. It's a pity that a romantic stream, don't teach to crush Qiong Yao. Take off the saddle and rest on the green yangqiao, and Du Yu will have a sound of spring dawn.

1. Xiangzi

Heaven and Qiu Guang, turn around and feel hurt, and explore Jin Yingzhi's approach to Chongyang.

thin clothes are a new taste for green ants.

it's getting windy, rainy and cool.

In the courtyard at dusk, I feel sad and anxious, and when I wake up, I feel sad about the past.

it can last forever, and the moon is empty.

when you hear the anvil pounding, the sound is thin and the sound is long.

Modern Poetry

1. The place where the moon rises

Author: Island

The moon rises

There is the sound of eagles returning to their nests

There are fish leaping out of the blue light

There is the sound of a piano to interpret ancient legends

Many unknown eyes

land on the birch tree with a wink

Showing wisdom and aloofness

. Some

window grilles cut by grandma

were wrapped in ice flowers

melted in my dream

(Sarthou: a place name in Daqing, Mongolian means "the place where the moon rises") modern poetry

2. Mid-Autumn Festival

If it is also a separation

In my young heart

Can I forgive you

Just like a fallen leaf can forgive the rudeness of the wild wind

Youth can forgive the years and erase her

Crickets have stopped making noise < > (They say that roses by the lake like songs)

Will you sit under the moon

Listen to me sing

Listen to my songs and fly into the mountains

Fly over the lake

Fly to the full moon

Modern poetry

Life is a difficult play

On the stage surrounded by people

. How about it?

The years will continue

I don't know when it will be separated again

The moon has risen to the air

It turns out that there will be tidal sounds in the lake

It turns out that what is eternal from beginning to end is only the full moon

The pale forest

Autumn chrysanthemums bloom

Under the moon

You. P > [English] Moore House ○ Translated by Shang Jiaxiang < P > When the wind blew through the Nabia Tower that night, < P > Oh, Nina, do you know who was waiting here?

Although you wear a veil, I can tell.

You know that love is burning in my heart.

I put on the disguise of a boatman and wait here.

I tell you with trembling, "The boat is ready."

ah, come on! Come on,

while the dark clouds still cover the bright moon! Let's take advantage of this moonlit night to fly away from home!

2. Haoyue

[France] Wei Erlun ○ Ge Lei translated

Haoyue is shining in the Woods,

on the branches and under the leaves

makes a sound

Ah, people in my heart.