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Drinking alone with a pot of wine among Li Bai flowers under the moon, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.

For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

The Moon on the Night of August 15th Du Fu The full moon flies into the bright mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.

Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai Wang Changling When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I was vomiting at the beginning of the month.

The clear water and trees are reflected in the window. The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.

The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.

Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

The Mid-Autumn Moon has come together, the sky is blue and cloudless, the dew is wet, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.

Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the remaining wine of the fifth period.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.

The garrisonmen looked at each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.

Night Thoughts by Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Moonlight Night Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e Li Shangyin The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night by Du Fu The sound of garrison drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can't bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night's sleep. Frost Moon Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e is cold-tolerant, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant under the moon in the autumn night. Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.

The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.

Mid-Autumn Festival awaits the moon, Lu Guimeng, the lack of frost turns to late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are still dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.

I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who is the school's cooling power, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.

Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Haowen The days of strong food are more than thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn. Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel.

The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn.

Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on the night of August 15th Liu Yuxi When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, especially in the Qingqiu Fairyland. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart.

Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. 2009-4-7 16:08 Reply jennysxm 4 fans 2nd floor Yun* (left car and right car) wanted to move under the stars, Tianle let out a cry of coldness in his muscles and bones.

The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should feel melancholy on this day.

Mid-Autumn Moon by Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.

Mid-Autumn Moon Su Shi The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was at the apricot garden beside the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.

Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.

On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, Guizi rests on the day of rest. A jade stone falls under the moon, and it is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.

Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Zizi by Su Shi The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.

Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River. Then I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.

Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horns and tails are as bright as a dragon and a dragon. Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.

Who is the boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and go to the festival with a low head and follow the singing board.

The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves* (wind left and right occupy) will not be strong again when the wind returns. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it.

The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass is heard when the throat is cold* (insects above and below). There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who is mute under the window.

Don’t be ashamed of poverty in Nandu, and there are several people who write poems about the moon. The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty followed the sunrise, and suddenly I dreamed of a guest from Yaotai.

Climbing up the tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival Mi Fu's eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the treasures of clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel.

How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep at night, so I picked up my clothes and wandered around.

Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain about? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.

Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.

Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

Xijiang Moon Su Shi is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk.

I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.

The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.

The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.

It’s a pity that a stream of wind and moon cannot teach Qiong Yao to be crushed. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.

Back to Dong Tiju for the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet by Wen Tianxiang. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the boat carrying paintings is lifted. When the moon is over, the glass is raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon.

The city is full of wind and rain, so lucky that the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when I visited Red Cliff. If you pay with straw, you will be clothed in succession.

Manjianghong. Mid-Autumn Festival.

2. Use regular script to write poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

The laurel color of the leap Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly round during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is as clear and fresh as the leap moon.

Because I cherish the joy of admiring the first menstrual month, I will not make the poet sigh about the next year. All phenomena gather light and become more majestic, and the surrounding moon gathers to help Chanjuan.

The clouds are clear and clear in the heart, and I can write poems and chants when I am happy.

This "Poetry on the Leap Mid-Autumn Moon" is one of the typical works of "thin gold style", and "thin gold" means "thin tendons".

This is a seven-character rhyme poem. The writing is strong and straight yet charming, and the tight and graceful structure not only brings out the artistic conception of the poem itself, but also makes people feel the rich and elegant feeling. atmosphere. The strokes are like gossamer, lingering and elegant, which is the softer style in "Skinny Gold Calligraphy". It can be regarded as a representative among the calligraphy works of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.

This album was once collected by Ying Ying of the Qing Dynasty, Qianlong Neifu, Jiaqing Neifu, etc., and was recorded in the "First Collection of Shiqu Baoji".

3. Ancient poems and pictures about the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai. "Guan Shan Yue").

2. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-year-old residual wine. (Qi Ji. "Mid-Autumn Moon").

3. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? (Su Shi. "Mid-Autumn Moon").

4. The beauty is by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. (Wang Changling. "Tong Congdi Nanzhai Playing with the Moon and Reminiscing about Shanyin Cui Shaofu").

5. Tonight, when the moon shines brightly and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? (Wang Jian. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night to Send to Doctor Du").

6. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. (Li Bai. "Drinking Alone under the Moon").

7. Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night").

8. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. (Liu Fangping. "Moonlight Night").

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

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

11. The full moon flies into the mirror, and returns to the heart to fold the sword. (Du Fu. "August 15th Night Moon").

4. Poems, calligraphy and paintings about the Mid-Autumn Festival culture

1. Poems of the Han and Wei dynasties 1. The bright moon is bright and bright at night, and the bright moon is shining at night, prompting the weaving to sing on the east wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how can all the stars align. White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change.

The autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the black birds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers.

If you don’t want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked.

What good is a false reputation if there is no solid foundation for good deeds? 2. In the poem "Tingyue", "Tingyue Lou" is connected to Taiqing, and Yilou "Tingyue" is the most clear. The sky is buzzing, the ice is spinning, the medicine is being pounded, the jade pestle is clanging.

The sound of music played in Guanghan is thin, and the axe, Dangui and osmanthus jingle. Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter.

3. The bright moon is so bright. The bright moon is so bright. It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around.

Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain about? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.

4. The song of resentment is fresh and clean, as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.

Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.

Abandoning the donation basket, there is no way out of kindness. 2. Poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??The white trees in the atrium are covered with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.

Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.

The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.

For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Night Thoughts (Li Bai) There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

On a moonlit night (Liu Fangping), the moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e (Li Shangyin) The candle shadows on the mica screen are deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

On the night of August 15th (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty), the full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law (Du Fu) on a moonlit night, the sound of drums interrupting the pedestrian movement is heard by the sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. Frost Moon (Li Shangyin) I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. There is a pregnant woman under the autumn moon (Meng Haoran) The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.

The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.

How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. On the night of August 15th, Wandering with the Moon in Taoyuan (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty) I feel free to see the moon in the dust, and it is a fairy mansion in the clear autumn.

The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.

Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is thousands of miles apart. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I paid tribute to the real immortal official from afar.

The clouds are about to move, and the stars are moving, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.

Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) The shadows of ten rounds of frost turn to the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner, so Su'e may not have regrets. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The dusk clouds have gathered and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? Looking at the Moon in Huanting on the Night of August 15th (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?

Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon (Lu Guimeng), the frost is gone, the frost is rising, the good wind is late, and the wind is like a good day. The curtains are leaning and the trees are separated by infinite love. The candles are dark and the fragrance is lingering. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune, smell the music in the north, and gradually see the stars and lose the South Kei. Who is the school, cool and strong? On the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in Tianzhu Temple (Tangpi day off), a jade stone falls under the moon wheel and is found in front of the temple.

So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. Song Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.

Before the cup is full, silver surges out, and chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium waters from the Ming River.

So I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at it. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.

Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.

Chase the waves carelessly through twists and turns, go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board. The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves and winds will not be strong again.

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you come back to drink, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.

No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon.

The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a guest from Yaotai. Climbing a tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mi Fu) My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams.

If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow. The autumn is cold. The children are walking together and recalling the road. Little did they know that it is hard to dew. The air enters the hut, the sound of the stream is noisy, the rocky beach is in the mountains, the moon comes at night, and the moon arrives at dawn. I never look at it. 3. Chanting the Moon and Poem "Water" by Su Shi "Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily and getting drunk at the end of the day, writing this article, and when will the bright moon come to conceive a child? Ask the sky for wine.

I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.

There shouldn’t be any hatred, so what’s the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" is in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk.

I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.

The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.

The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.

It’s a pity that a stream of wind and moon cannot teach Qiong Yao to be crushed. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.

The autumn night moon gathered and dispersed. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again.

In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed.

It stirs up old sorrows endlessly. "The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Started by Hui Dong Tiju" Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty Zhaojiang Fiejie.

5. Poems describing hometown and motherland

Missing hometown:

The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this time" (Zhang Jiuling),

"I miss my family even more during the festive season" (Wang Wei),

"Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown" (Li Bai),

"The dew is white tonight , the moon is bright in my hometown" (Du Fu),

"The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again" (Wang Anshi),

"The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds. "Return" (Yan Jidao)

Thoughts at a Quiet Night

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed,

I suspect it is frost on the ground,

Looking up at the bright moon,

Bowing my head and thinking about my hometown

Wang Wei ---- "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"

Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, every festive season Missing my loved ones.

I know from a distance that my brothers are planting dogwood trees everywhere.

A loving mother chants.

The clothes on the body are tightly packed before leaving.

I am afraid that I will return later.

Yellow Crane Tower

Qingchuan and Hanyang trees,

Parrot Island with luxuriant grass

Sunset Township. No matter where it is,

The smoke on the river makes people sad.

Poem of longing

1. The sound is ringing, asking for the voice of a friend ------<< The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Logging>>

< p> 2. Give me a peach, and give me a plum in return------<<The Book of Songs. Daya.俞>>

3. Give me a papaya, and give me a plum in return-- ----<< The Book of Songs. Wei Feng. Papaya>>

4. Making friends depends on acquaintance, why should flesh and blood be intimate------Han Yuefu Folk Songs<<Honghou Ballad>>

5. My husband has ambitions all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away------Three Kingdoms. Wei. ----- Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty << Sent to Du Shaofu to be appointed as Shuzhou >>

7. We know each other no matter how far away we are, but we are still neighbors thousands of miles away ----- Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty << Sending to Mr. Li Shaofu in Weicheng>>

8. A young man enjoys new knowledge, but in his old age he misses his old friends ------- Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty << retired from official duties and went to Jiangzhou to send to Dr. Li in Eyue>> < /p>

9. Make friends by writing, and become neighbors only by virtue------Tang Zuyong << Qingming Banquet Secretary Xun Liu Langzhong’s other profession>>

10. We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why do we have to know each other before we meet ------Tang Bai Juyi << Pipa Xing>>

11. Friendships in life end, don't be separated by ups and downs---- -- Tang. He Lan Jin Ming << Five Poems on a Difficult Journey>>

12. There are no young or old in life, so why should we agree with each other first? ------ Tang. Du Fu << Return on foot >>

13. If you are painting, you need to be calm, and if the mountains are like essays, you don’t want to be flat ------ Weng Zhao of the Qing Dynasty << Searching for mountains with friends>>

" The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time" (Zhang Jiuling),

"I miss my loved ones even more during the festive season" (Wang Wei),

"Look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think about it. "Hometown" (Li Bai),

"The dew is white tonight, the moon is the brightness of my hometown" (Du Fu),

"The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again" (Du Fu) Wang Anshi),

"The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with shining clouds" (Yan Jidao)

Shui Tiao Ge Tou

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until the end of the day, I wrote this article when I was drunk, and I was pregnant with my son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places. Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.

Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

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Last autumn, this autumn.

The people on the lake are happy and worried again,

The West Lake is still flowing.

Wu Xunzhou, Jia Xunzhou.

Turn around in fifteen years,

Let go of life.

The magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland: the sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea