At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

When the moon first rises, the autumn dew is thin, so I wear a thin Luo coat and don't change into other clothes. The long night was full of affection for Yinzheng, and I was afraid of being alone and couldn't bear to go into the house to sleep.

2. Autumn and Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

In the autumn night, candlelight reflects the painting screen and beats fireflies with a small fan. The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting in the bedroom staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

3. Autumn Night in the Mountains in the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing. The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

4. Notes for Friends in Bei Tang on a Rainy Night: Li Shangyin.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.

5. Caiyungui, Gao Heng, Yuanhangxi, Song: Liu Yong

Gao Heng sailed briskly towards dusk. Unload Yun Fan and Shui Yi Fish Town. Dusk is like day, the river is quiet, and the moon flies. It's better to listen. The village in the distance is in charge, which leads people to heartbroken. At this time, the waves are windy and the years are boundless.

It hurts. Disappeared in the dusk, affectionate and endowed with desolation. Don't come to the hardest part, the sleeves are still fragrant. It can be regarded as a phoenix pillow, and I will never think about it at night. Love, only Qi Lin, an unforgettable word.

It's getting late. Pack your canoe and get close to the coast full of Du Heng. Put down the white sail at the waterway post station in the land of fish and rice. Facing the evening sky, the sky is clear as a sunny day, the river is quiet and the moonlight is bright. How can you hear the strong dragon flute coming from that distant village, which brings infinite sorrow to those who leave their homes and relatives? At this time, I feel like a duckling in the water, a stalk in the wind, living an uncertain life, and the Spring Festival is coming soon, but my thoughts are complicated.

How can you bear the sadness of leaving sooner or later? Affection brings you infinite loneliness and indifference. It has been extremely painful since parting, and there is still a faint fragrance in the skirt sleeves. I think you must be sitting at our bedside at this time, facing the long night, how can you not miss like me? In the emotional place, only the words of parting are unforgettable.