1. Who has Tagore’s poems about the moon?
Except upstairs: 1. For the love of “imperfection”, decorate yourself beautifully 2. Summer The birds flew to my window to sing, and then flew away.
The yellow leaves in autumn had nothing to sing, they just sighed and flew down there. Little wanderer, please leave your footprints in my words
4 The vast desert passionately pursues the love of a leaf of green grass, but it shakes its head and smiles. Fly away. 5 "Sea water, what are you talking about?" " "It's an eternal question. "
"Sky, what is your answer? "It's eternal silence." ” 6 I can’t choose the best.
The best chooses me. 7 The dry river bed is not grateful for its past.
8 My existence is An everlasting miracle of life. 9 Sorrow settles in my heart like dusk over a silent forest
10 Don't put your love on it just because it's high 11 You see. It is not yourself, what you see is your shadow.
12 My existence is an eternal mystery, this is life. 13 The branches stretch out to my window, like the longing of the silent earth. Sound.
14 The bird wants to be a cloud.
15 I don’t know why this heart makes such cute gestures in silence. Tired. It's for those little needs that have never been asked for, never understood, and never remembered. 16 The forest is like the desire of the earth, standing on tiptoe to peer into the heaven. Smiling at me without saying a word
And I feel that I have been waiting for this for a long time. 18 The world hastily played sad music on the lingering heartstrings.
19 God finds himself in creation. 20 The stars are not shy to reveal themselves like fireflies.
21 The hurricane searches for a shortcut in nowhere, 22 like the seagulls and the waves. Like gatherings, we meet and get close.
The seagulls fly away, and the waves roll forward, and it is time for us to part ways. 23 Your idols dissipate in the dust, which proves that God’s dust is more powerful than your idols. Great.
24 The woodman's ax asks the tree for its handle, and the tree gives it to it
25 We misread the world and say the world has deceived us. . 26 Life discovers its wealth through the needs of the world, and finds its own value through the needs of love.
27 The poet roars across the sea and the forest in order to find his own song. 28 The grass is looking for its partner on the earth, and the trees are looking for its loneliness in the sky.
29 The wandering summer birds come to my window to sing and then fly away. The withered autumn leaves have no singing. , whirling and falling with a sigh
30 The lover in the world took off its majestic mask and became as small as a poem, like an eternal kiss. .
31 It is the tears of the earth that nourish its smile. 32 The floating clouds sit humbly in the corner of the sky, and the dawn puts a crown of rosy colors on it. 33 The roots are branches in the ground, and the branches are roots in the air. 34 The road also feels lonely in the crowd, because it has never been loved by anyone.
35 Leisure is work in its activities. The tranquility of the sea ripples in the waves.
36 When leaves fall in love, they become flowers. Flowers become fruits when worshiped with one heart.
37 I imagined that there must be one star among the stars that would lead my life through the unknowable dark realm.
38 When we are happy in our fullness, we can happily give up our fruits.
39 Thoughts nourish themselves with their own words. 40 During the day my flower sheds its forgotten petals.
In the dusk it bears the golden fruit of memory. 2. Modern ancient poems about the bright moon
The Moon in Poems
1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
2. The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River")
3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
4. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lu Lun: "Song under the Sai")
5. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadows. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
6. If you don't recognize the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing")
7. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. (Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion")
8. When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Birdsong Stream")
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou? When will the bright moon come?")
10. The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty passed in the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress")
Accumulation of famous quotes about the moon:
1. The moon is full on the third and fifth days, and the toad and the rabbit are missing on the fourth and fifth days. Toad Rabbit: Moon. "Nineteen Ancient Poems? The cold weather is coming in Mengdong"
2. The bright moon shines on the high building, and the light is lingering. "The Song of Resentment" by Cao Zhi of the Three Kingdoms Dynasty
3. The moon is bright and it is no longer night, and the trees are sparse as if it is more autumn. Liang Geng Jianwu of the Southern Dynasties "Fenghe Spring Night Response"
4 , The bright moon is hidden in the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn in the sky. Tang Dynasty Chen Ziang's "Farewell to Friends on a Spring Night"
5. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world *** At this time, Tang Dynasty Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
6. When the candle is extinguished and the light is full, I feel the dew in my clothes and nourish the Tang Dynasty? Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
7. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but where is the Spring River without the moon and the Tang Dynasty? Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River" "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"
8. The river and sky are the same color without any dust, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky. Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"
9. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"
10. White clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind it. Tang Dynasty Liu Changqing's "Tiaoxi Repays Liang Geng's Farewell Message"
11. Bright Moon Out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds, Tang Li Bai's "Moon over the Mountains"
12. There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes is Tang Li Bai's "Four Midnight Wu Songs"
13 , The moonlight intoxicates distant visitors, and the mountain flowers are blooming. Tang Li Bai "sends ice to Wei Nanling, and travels up the Yujiang River to visit it. When I meet Yan Shangshu, I smile and receive this gift"
14. The white clouds have dispersed by themselves. Whose house does the bright moon fall in the Tang Dynasty? Li Bai's "Two Poems of Recalling Shandong"
15. People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon follows people when it moves. Tang Dynasty? Li Bai's "Asking Wine to the Moon"
16. Today’s people don’t see the moon in ancient times, but today’s moon shines as brightly as it did in ancient times. Tang Dynasty? Li Bai’s “Asking the Moon with Wine”
17. Zhuó (zhuó) cuts the osmanthus in the moon, and the clear light should be more clear. Tang Dynasty? Du Fu’s “One” "One Hundred and Five Days and Night to the Moon"
18. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third watch of the Tang Dynasty? Du Fu's "A Romantic Song"
19. Spring is gone and autumn is coming If you don't treat each other, the long moonlight in the water will not change. Tang Cen Shen's "Song of Fu Shui to Send Dou Jian to Beijing"
20. The moonlight adds to the beauty of spring, and the reed breeze is as quiet as the bamboo wind. "Farewell Pei Jiu Di" by Jia Zhi of the Tang Dynasty
21. It's a pitiful night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
22. The boats in the east and west are silent, except for the white autumn moon in the middle of the river.
"Pipa" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
23. The surface of Songpai Mountain is covered with thousands of greens, and the moon is dotted with a pearl in its heart. "Spring on the Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
24. All shadows are due to the moon, and thousands of lives are all autumn. "Autumn Night Boating" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty
25. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanted in the south. "Moonlight Night" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty
26. In the dead of night, hundreds of insects lie quietly, and the clear moon comes out of the ridge and the light enters the door. "Mountain and Stone" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
27. The clear clouds are like catkins, and the new moon is like a grinding sickle. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "Sent to Dr. Zhou Lang, Assistant Professor of Zhang Shiba"
28. One part of the world is a bright moonlit night, and the other part is Yangzhou. "Remembering Yangzhou" by Xu Ning of the Tang Dynasty
29. The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and the catkins and pond are lightly blown by the wind. Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "Medicine"
30. The bright moon is sentimental and follows people everywhere. Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty, "The Bodhisattva Man"
31. The clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows. Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty, "The Fairy? Sending Spring"
32. The bright moon clears the pine forest, and thousands of peaks are of the same color. Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty "Returning to Guanghua Temple in the Moonlight from the Bodhisattva"
33. It is a pity that the bright moon on the stream cannot be broken by Qiong Yao. "Moon on the West River" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
34. The moon rises above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Ode to the Former Red Cliff"
35. If this night in this life is not good, where can I see the bright moon next year? "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
36. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xijiang Moon by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
37. The bright moon still invites me to meet you at night. Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty, "Poems in Spring"
38. One night, I dreamed of traveling thousands of miles to the moon, and the frost fell on all the clocks at the fifth watch.
Qing Pu Cong's "I heard that Liang Zangyu has settled in Jingkou" 3. Who has Tagore's poems and wants to write about the moon?
New Moon Collection, translated by Zheng Zhenduo, Toy child, you are so happy, sitting in the dirt all morning, Playing with the broken twig. I smiled and saw you playing with the broken twig. I was busy doing calculations, adding up numbers hour by hour. Maybe you were looking at me, I thought: "This is such a boring game, you have wasted a good morning of your time!" Boy, I forgot how to concentrate on playing with sticks and mud cakes. I searched for valuable toys, collected gold nuggets and Silver nuggets. You play your merry games with whatever you find, but I waste my time and strength on things I can never get. I'm in my frail canoe. Struggling to sail across the sea of ??desire, I forgot that I was also playing a game there. Golden Flower If I changed into a golden flower, just for fun, growing on the high branches of that tree, laughing in the wind Swinging and dancing on the new leaves, mother, will you know me? If you cry out: "My child, where are you?" I will smile secretly there without making a sound. I will quietly open my petals and watch you work. After you take a bath, your wet hair will be spread on your face. Carrying your shoulders, walking through the shadow of the golden flower tree to the small courtyard where you say your prayers, you will smell the fragrance of the flowers, but not know that the fragrance comes from me. When you finish lunch and sit on the bench, you will notice the fragrance of the flowers. When I read gt; in front of the window, and the tree's shadow falls on your hair and knees, I will cast my little shadow on the page of your book, right on the place where you are reading. But you will guess it. Is this the little shadow of your child? When in the evening you went to the cowshed with the lighted lamp in your hand, I would suddenly drop to the earth again and be your baby again. Please tell me a story. "Where have you been, you bad boy?" "Child?" "I won't tell you, mother." This is what you and I had to say at that time. The first jasmine flowers, these jasmine flowers, these white jasmine flowers! I seem to remember the first time I held these white jasmine flowers in my hands. I loved the sun, the sky, and the green earth; I heard the gurgling sound of the river in the dark midnight. Come over; the autumn sunset greets me at the corner of the road in the wilderness, like a bride lifting her veil to greet her good lover. But I think of the white jasmine I held in my hands for the first time when I was a child, and my heart is filled with sweet memories. . There have been many happy days in my life. On the evenings of holiday banquets, I laughed with the jokers. On the gray rainy mornings, I recited many elegant poems. On my neck, I wore a hand-knitted bouquet by my lover. A wreath of flowers as an evening dress. But I think of the white jasmine I held in my hands for the first time as a child, and my heart is filled with sweet memories. Sympathy If I were just a bad dog and not your child, dear mother, when Do you have to say "no" to me when I want to eat from your plate? Are you going to drive me away and say, "Get out of here, you naughty little puppy"? Then, let's go, mother, let's go! When you call me, I will never come to you, and I will never ask you to feed me. If I were just a little green parrot and not your child, dear mother, you would have to I locked it tightly, are you afraid that I will fly away? Are you going to shake your hand at me and say, "What an ungrateful little bird! You spend the whole night chewing on his chain?" Then, let's go, mother, let's go! I will run away to the woods; I will never let you hold me in your arms again. A gift I will give you something, my child, for we are both wandering in the streams of the world. Our lives will be separated, and our love will be forgotten. But I am not that stupid. I hope to buy your heart with my gift. Your life is youth, and your road is long. You can breathe After drinking up the love we brought you, you turned around and ran away from us. You have your games and your playmates. If you don't have time to be with us, if you don't miss us, what's the harm? Naturally, in our old age, we will have a lot of free time to count the past days and caress in our hearts what is forever lost in our hands. The river sings
The song flows quickly, breaking through all the embankments. But the mountain peak remains there, remembering it, full of attachment. 4. Regarding poems about autumn nights, the best ones are Tagore's
After Autumn Comes by Xi Murong
When the moonlight comes again, it will cover the mountain path when you come
I hope you can believe
I have recovered
The idea of ??self-escape
Self-modification, anonymity and the edge of various desires
From a panicked heart, from a fate begging for mercy
From a plot that is unsustainable despite all kinds of changes
From an absolutely gentle and absolutely sharp injury in this world
If When it comes to autumn, no one understands it better than me
There are always some sparse forests that will lose all their leaves
There are always some dreams that have to be buried from now on
There are always some lives Insist on changing colors and textures alone in the shadows
I will remember your warning
From now on, strictly keep the distance between observation and imagination
Never enter again The depth of the incident
Don’t touch the river of sorrow
Don’t pick the fruit of regret
When the moonlight once again covers the mountain path when you left
I don’t know if you want to believe it or not
But I have indeed recovered and learned
No longer defend the truth and let it fade away like a fallen leaf
And keep deleting those unnecessary worries
(Excessive dead branches are in vain to pierce the skin on the way forward)
In the years after autumn
I can almost be mistaken for
A hopelessly optimistic woman
Autumn language (Xu Zhimo)
The autumn rain falls on the first-class cold autumn pool,
In a haggard autumn willow,
On a timid autumn branch,
On an autumn leaf that is about to turn yellow,
Listen to the dear friends chirping affectionately,
Whispering about the love affairs of Sanqiu,
The plot of love words,
Then gently brush him down In the halo of autumn water, autumn waves,
swirl and turn,
follow the autumn flow.
The whispers of autumn rain,
The sentiments of three autumns,
The plot of love poems,
also fall in the autumn halo of autumn water and autumn waves. Inside,
a whirlpool and a half,
follow the autumn flow. 5. Quotations about the moon
1. Changes in fate are like the waxing and waning of the moon, which does not impair the elegance of a wise man. ——Franklin
2. It’s not just people who are reincarnated, the whole world is reincarnated. Just because we can't see the clouds doesn't mean that the clouds have disappeared, because the clouds have left our sight; just because we can't see the moon doesn't mean that there is no moon, but that it has gone far to the back; similarly, as soon as our ship starts moving, the two sides of the bank are moving. The scenery moves with it, and everything in the world becomes like this. Human life is like a boat. It sets off and docks. The nature of the boat remains unchanged, but the body of the shore is changing, and the scenery and experience are different accordingly.
-- Lin Qingxuan
3. If you cry because you miss the moon, then you will also miss the stars. -- Rabindranath Tagore
4. Don't swear by the moon, it is fickle. It is full of profits and losses every month; if you swear by it, maybe your love is as unpredictable as it - Shakespeare
5. When he is angry, the gods will inevitably suffer. When he scolds, the gentle moon will also be ridiculed by him
After he is incited by victory, he will look down on the shadow he tramples at noon. --Shakespeare
6 .There are too few true friends and too many friends whose words and deeds are inconsistent. They are just gentlemen in words and dwarves in actions, like the moon, sometimes waning and sometimes full. We can only declare that we should regard them as currencies whose value is known before they are used! ——Ke Shuduo
7. Ignorance is the dark night of wisdom, a dark night without moon and stars. -- Cicero
The pine wind unwinds the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the harp. (Wang Wei)
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. (Wang Wei)
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream. (Wang Wei)
There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. (Zhang Jiuling)
There is a bright moon in Guangze, and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. (Ma Dai)
The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lulun)
Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. (Li Yu)
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. (Li He)
The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds. (Yan Jidao)
The new moon is like a beautiful woman, getting her first look at the sea. (Su Shi)
In the morning, I went to clean up the wasteland and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. (Tao Yuanming)
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with dew. (Meng Haoran)
The Liaohai Sea swallows up the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the mountains. ([Qing Dynasty] Xiao Shi)
Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. (Xin Qiji)
He can draw the eagle bow like a full moon, looking northwest to shoot at the wolf. (Su Shi)
Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. (Bai Juyi)
A flick of water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. (Couplet)
The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. (Liu Fangping)
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. (Li Shangyin)
There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is visible. (Wang Wei)
The tide of the Spring River reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon shines brightly on the sea. (Zhang Ruoxu)
The cool breeze and bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers near and far away are all sentimental. (Liang Zhangju)
The autumn moon rises in the center of the lake in Dongting, and the waves are like molten gold. (Liu Yuxi)
***When you look at the bright moon, you should shed tears. One night, your hometown feels the same in all five places. (Bai Juyi)
The courtyard is empty and empty like accumulated water. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. (Su Shi)
Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always missing each other. Since spring has come, I will not know it. ([Qing Dynasty] Zhang Huiyan)
Spring and Autumn are all over the four marshes, summer clouds have many strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and winter ridges show solitary pine trees. (Jin·Tao Yuanming)
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
(Zhang Ruoxu) 6. Looking for poems about the moon from India and Russia
Tagore's New Moon Collection from India
Pushkin Moon from Russia
The lonely and sad moon,
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Why did you appear from the clouds,
through the window, and cast a clear light on my pillow
?
Your melancholy face
Arouses in me sad thoughts,
And the futile sorrow of love;
Proud reason The uncontrollable desire
stirred up in my heart again.
Fly away, memories of the past,
O love that doesn’t work, please rest in peace!
There will never be such a moonlit night again,
When you walk through the dark ash forest with the enchanting light
Pour out the quiet radiance,
lightly and vaguely
illuminate the beauty of my lover.
O joy of lust, who are you?
How can it compare to true love and happiness,
The joy of inner beauty?
How can the joy that has passed go back again?
Time, every second, every second.
Why did it disappear so quickly?
When the morning glow suddenly rises
Why does the light night fade away?
Moon, why do you want to run away,
sink in that clear blue sky?
Why does the morning light shine in the sky?
Why should my lover and I break up?
Help me appreciate 7. Poems written by Rabindranath Tagore
If you are sad about losing the sun, then you will lose the stars.
——Tagore
"Eyes are raining for her, heart is holding umbrella for her, this is love." Eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love.
——Tagore
You smiled slightly and said nothing to me, but I feel that I have been waiting for this for a long time.
——Tagore
Even if you are sad, don’t frown, because you don’t know who will fall in love with your smile.
——Tagore
When you cry for missing the sun, you will also miss the stars again.
——Tagore
The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds. One is in the sky and the other is deep under the sea.
——Tagore