This poem was written by Su Shi, a writer of the Song Dynasty, during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Mizhou in A.D. 1076.
This word is based on the feeling that my brother Su Zhe and I haven't seen each other for seven years. Around the Mid-Autumn Moon, it integrates the imagination and thinking of human joys and sorrows into the philosophical pursuit of cosmic life.
It reflects the author's complex and contradictory thoughts and feelings, and also shows the author's optimistic spirit of loving life and being positive.
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1: Water Regulation? Flower Appreciation in Tiananmen Square on National Day Luan (You are in my heart)
Once caught in the sea of flowers, you can't move forward.
Looking around, my eyes are full of joy and beauty.
Colorful flowers are everywhere, and the fragrance overflows in the wind, smiling and smiling.
The sun went down, and I forgot to return it.
The scenery is more prosperous, and you are drunk.
The neon lights are flickering and dreamlike.
The years are lush and shallow, and the days are full of color and dancing.
The motherland is rich and strong, and Jinse is restored year after year.
2. "Water tune? Mid-Autumn Festival Thoughts "Author: Hu Zhiyuan)
The hidden fragrance floats the jade laurel, and the flowing water moves the silver plate.
Today and this month of the Millennium are said to be the most reunion.
I looked up in court, full sleeves of autumn wind, how can I be lingering with * * * *?
Who knows when you will return to your heart, whether you are full or not?
Iraqis are far away, the news is vague, and the road is tortuous.
The stars move in the dark, and the light reflects beauty in the mirror.
Soft fingers shine, pen and inkstone are hard to say, and thoughts can't sleep at night.
How similar feelings are, since ancient times.
(Linz Zheng Yun)
3: "Water tune song? Autumn Moon by Lao Liu
Thousands of miles of blue sky, full of gold.
Sweet-scented osmanthus in the world, dancing shadows shame the moon palace.
Outside the willow, the fireflies are sparse and bright, and the chrysanthemum is Agnes, and the boat is full of good night.
Jade mirror reflects Fahua, and autumn * * * dyes a river.
Flowers dragged, covered by covered bridges, watching.
Don't look back. When the moon disappears, stay for a long time.
Today, the world of mortals is like water, the light is still clear and the shore is higher.
Bright lights and high eyes.