1. Poems about admiring the moon

1. About appreciating the moon:

If you don’t know the moon when you are young, you will call it a white jade plate. I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

A jade hook hangs from the blue sky. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Ba Yue becomes a string. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

The autumn moon shines on the white wall, as bright as the snow on the mountain. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

The front of the stage looks like a hanging mirror, and the outside of the curtain looks like a hanging hook. ——(Tang Dynasty) Song Zhiwen

The moonlight among the clouds is as bright as plain. ——(Tang Dynasty) Wang Bo

A jade bow hangs on the curtain under the dawn moon. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li He

Shen Yuhuan falls on the moon. (Tang Dynasty) - Bai Juyi

Practice in the cold waves of the moon. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

The moon shines on the sand and the summer night is frosty. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

On a cool autumn night in the Han Dynasty, a mirror is clear and clear. ——(Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ying

There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is showing its eyebrows. ——Wang Wei

The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu

Spring and Autumn are all over the surrounding areas, summer clouds are full of strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and winter ridges show solitary pine trees. ——Tao Yuanming

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 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

Who by the river first saw the moon? 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

The Liaohai Sea swallows up the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains. ——Xiao Shi

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. ——Du Fu

Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always lovesickness. Since spring has come, I will not know it. ——Zhang Huiyan

The clouds in the sky are far away, and the moon is alone at night. ——Du Fu

The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers nearby are all sentimental. ——Liang Zhangju

The new moon is like a beautiful woman, making her first appearance at sea. ——Su Shi

The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk. ——Ouyang Xiu

There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. ——Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. ——Li Bai

My singing moon wanders, my dancing shadows are scattered. ——Li Bai

The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew. ——Meng Haoran

I can’t get enough of the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the horse’s hooves urge me to return home under the bright moon. ——Yue Fei's "Chizhou Cuiwei Pavilion"

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. ——Li Bai's "Moon over Guanshan"

The moon in Chang'an is filled with the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes. ——"Midnight Wu Song (3) Autumn Song"

The horse is newly riding on the white jade saddle. After the battle, the moonlight is cold on the battlefield. ——Li Bai's "Military March"

I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. ——Tao Qian's "Returning to the Countryside"

The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. ——Lu Lun's "Song under the Sea"

The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no wind on the surface of the lake. ——Liu Yuxi "Looking at the Dongting"

People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. ——Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion"

The windows are brighter when the lamp is blown, and the moon shines on the snow. ——Yuan Mei, "December 15th"

When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains and sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The first moon hangs clearly on the edge of the blue sky like an unstrung bow. ——Miao Shizi's "Ode to the New Moon"

Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. ——Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"

The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging over the willow bay. Looking through the beautiful mirror of the mountains in Vietnam. ——Dai Shulun's "Song of the Lanxi River"

The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk pushed the moon down to the door. ——Jia Dao's "Title on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion"

After returning from fishing without tying up the boat, the moon sets in Jiangcun and it is time to sleep. ——Sikong Shu's "The Incident in Jiangcun"

Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other.

My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic. ——Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon"

Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone is looking around, wondering who is missing in autumn thoughts. ——Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted to the south. ——"Moonlight Night" Liu Fangping

The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword. ——"The Moon on the 15th of August" (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. ——"Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night" (Du Fu)

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. ——"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" (Zhang Jiuling)

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. ——"Frost Moon" (Li Shangyin)

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

——"Mid-Autumn Moon" (Su Shi) 2. Poems about enjoying tea and enjoying music

Don't be frightened by the wine and fall asleep heavily in spring. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, it was just ordinary. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and the cold alone"

Don't think about your homeland with old friends, and try new tea with new fire. —— Su Shi's "Wang Jiangnan·Transcendent Taiwanese Work"

On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. ——Du Lei's "Cold Night"

Low paper is laid slantingly, making grass leisurely, and tea is played with fine milk under the clear window. ——Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an"

When I'm tired of wine and have a long road, I just want to sleep; when the sun is high, I'm thirsty and think about tea. —— Su Shi's "Huanxi Sha·Jujube Blossoms Falling on Clothes and Scarves"

Forgetting to say anything under the bamboo, purple tea is better than the drunken clouds of a feather guest. —— Qian Qi's "Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju"

The wine shop prefers the bitterness of Tuancha, and the fragrance of Ruinao is preferred when dreams are broken. ——Li Qingzhao's "Partridge Day·The cold sun is rustling at the window"

Guqin song "Flowing Water" The moonlight is full of white, and the sound of the piano is late at night; on the cold seven strings, I listen to the cold wind in the pines. The ancient tunes follow one's own love, but many people nowadays don't play them. I put this tune for you because it is difficult to know the music. Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion" Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.

Wang Wei's "Reward Zhang Shaofu" In his later years, he was very quiet and didn't care about anything. I have no long-term plan, and I know I will return to the old forest. The wind in the pine trees unwinds the belt, and the moonlight in the mountains plays the harp. When you ask poor questions, the fishermen's songs go deep into Pu Shen.

Li Bai's "Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin" The Shu monk hugged the green silk and went west to Mount Emei. Wave your hand for me, it's like listening to thousands of pines. The guest's heart is washed by running water, and the remaining sound enters the frost bell. Unconsciously, it is dusk in the green mountains, and the autumn clouds are dark.

Li Bai's "Listening to Lu Zishun Playing the Qin on a Moonlit Night" Sitting idle at night under the bright moon, a lonely man plays the plain Qin. Suddenly I heard the tune of "Sad Wind", which sounded like the chant of "Han Song". The white snow messes up my hands, the green water clears my mind. The clock has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world.

Bai Juyi's "Waste Qin" is composed of silk and tung trees that form a Qin, which has an ancient sound. The ancient sound is tasteless and not worthy of today's human feelings. The brilliance of the jade emblem disappears, and the dust of Zhu Xian is born. It has been abandoned for a long time, and the sound is still lingering. Don't hesitate to play for the king, even if others don't listen. What makes this happen? Qiang Flute and Qin Zheng.