Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival

"Candle shadows shake red (Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moon)."

Liu Song Chenweng

The bright moon is like ice, and Yunfei leans down the river.

The ship is whistling, the flute is playing, and the scenery remains the same.

What do you care? Listen with respect and whine like a lawsuit.

In recent years, Wan Li has turned cloudy and sunny, and there is no way out.

There are guests in the autumn wind, so leave a golden dish when you go.

If we don't fight Hu Jia at the end of the year, who knows if there is any way out?

It is also a tired trip to Jiangnan. To Juan Juan; You sing and I dance.

When you are drunk, don't ask, where is the moon next year?

Water regulation (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Liu Song Chenweng

There are several bright moons in Wan Li, Mid-Autumn Festival.

It is a good night in ancient and modern times, so when will silence stay?

Where is Hujiasan Lane and the South Building,

The wind is blowing and the wood is blowing.

The white stone stands on four mountains, and the jade dew falls on Pingzhou.

Drunk Qingzhou, singing Red Cliff, Fu Huanglou.

There are ten guests in the world, and Tan smiles.

Looking at the splendor of Hengjiang from afar, it is still like the white jade of Shenhe River.

Phosgene floats in the air.

Keep your head up and go. Look at the lanterns.

Shuidiao Song (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Song Yao Shu Yao

The sky were to fall, the clouds were rolling, and the jade was clean.

Precious steps are dripping with fairy palms, and the autumn air is equally divided.

The cold-soaked galaxy is clear, and the luminous beads are flickering.

Motome has an ice wheel.

Osmanthus fragrans is full tonight, so it is doubtful that you should be Kun.

Yes, Qingying, Lingqi and Wofang Zun.

Looking around, Wan Licheng was wrapped in white.

Rely on Nagato to hate himself, but also embrace Sybil's poems.

It's none of your business.

This scene is good every year. Don't be afraid to get drunk again.

"Man Jianghong (Chen Bing decided to treat Wang Tai on Mid-Autumn Festival, improvising)"

Song Zhao Shi Xia

Cool into Sanxiang, cool in autumn, white on the river.

If you want to go, you can't stay.

The cup is accompanied by the heron in China and Korea, and I have come to South Chu for a while.

Commended by Shu Yuan and E * * *, he ascended to heaven.

Ambassador Huang Hua and Rong Ce.

Xifu Zan, China Xingye.

Clothes are beautiful and martial arts are fierce.

Yan Yan already knows to add another meaning. Who is the new song?

I hate this feeling. By the Mid-Autumn Festival, the circle still disappeared.

Magnolia slowness

Drinking in Mid-Autumn Festival will remind guests that the poems of predecessors have been endowed with the talent of waiting for the moon without sending it, because they use the style of asking questions. )

Song Xin qi Ji

Cherish this evening and the moon, where to go.

There is another world. I'll meet you there, East of Light and Shadow.

Heavenly sweating, Changfeng and Hao Hao send Mid-Autumn Festival.

Flying mirrors have no roots, whoever doesn't marry will stay.

It is said that there is no reason to ask the seabed. Trance makes people sad.

I'm afraid that the whale in the sea will hit the Jade Palace and Qionglou in the Moon Palace.

So the frog took a bath and found Yunhe Yutu to solve the problem.

If the Tao is intact, the cloud will gradually become like a hook.

Han Gongchun

(rhymes with Xin You 'an and Qiu Feng Pavilion, two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival in Guihai)

Song Qiu Qiang

It is said that the ladle spring is empty and green, in the quiet room.

Next to the terrace, Xie Yan blows, and the human environment is clear.

He who hesitates is not enough, which is called the main chest.

Heaven is self-harmonious, and everyone has his own advantages, except today.

Choose the east bank of Wolong, look at Penglai and rock valley screen.

The autumn wind is cool and plays the flute, inviting the bright moon.

Three English smiles are more important than sea bass.

Xinle, silver hook shines on your eyes, vying to read Asu Gongshu.

Nian Nujiao (Mid-Autumn Dream)

Songjiaxuanweng

Where is God? It is one of the three gods in our state to make the best use of people.

In order to ask when I flew here, I pulled the floor and leaned on the sky without a trace.

The ethereal Gong Qiong, which is full of pearl lakes, is at peace with the world.

Under the crane, news came from outside the cloud.

Exposed to the cold wind, the night is clear, and the dream is better than me, and it is like the past.

Who is like a fairy wind, laughing and gathering clouds.

* * * stepped on the silver plaque and was forced to follow the crimson festival. Suddenly, he met a group of immortals.

Shao Yun's nine plays are not like Stones on Earth.

Flashing in the frost (Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon)

Liu Song Chenweng

Dark clouds and sweat. Turbid waves cross the river.

Evil forces, a thousand times, full.

Qiu Guang is still half. At first, the sound of eaves leaked.

No matter how much dew you got, you did it the second time you saw it.

Water turns around (Chen Jia's Mid-Autumn Festival and Toyama's father rhyme).

Ceng Bo, Song Li

Dreaming about the cold and the clean socks.

Su E has a distinctive style, and the water in jade bone is a god.

Holding a clear lamp in his hand, he looked at mountains and rivers in one color and read all over ancient and modern people.

Whispering to the shadow, one action is the first spring.

Thousands of hectares, coloured glaze, Chu Tianqing.

What happened to Fiona Fang, the host and guest?

But seeing the old toad safe and sound, whether the mirror is round or not, will be more important in hot and cold weather.

Fortunately, it didn't rain tonight. Why not let your face get drunk?

Queqiaoxian (Jiazi Mid-Autumn Festival)

Guo Song Xiang Ying

The golden standard suddenly rested, and the ice wheel wanted to go up, and the autumn sky in Wan Li was like a sweep.

Twelve reunions a year, just right, tonight is the best.

Cooking the phoenix, the curtain is on the ground, competing like cups and plates.

Next year should be better than this year, but I'm worried that Zhu Yan will get old.

Guizhi (Siming Mid-Autumn Festival)

Song Zhao Yifu

Look at the sky. Wan Li has a bright moon and no clouds.

A curling world, water town first.

Every autumn, the guests are surprised, and the west wind blows the white hair.

There is no way to find leisure, and it is cold to meet and get drunk.

Listen to songs and few songs to promote movies. And the painting dog flies away, and the snow waves are exciting.

Have fun and save old Beijing.

Inserted into the sky, the green ridge is connected to the foot of the star, but it is undulating and floating.

Why don't you go home, boat, fishing rod and flute.

Langtaosha (Mid-Autumn Festival and Liu)

Song Janice

The full moon looks across the east, and the clouds are thousands of miles away.

Sometimes it's the opposite.

Just like Yuhuan has no sinus, exquisite.

Who is in Huashan? It has been a long time.

After you pass 50, I will become an old man.

It may not be such a night next year. It's hard to laugh.

Lotus fragrance (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Song Shi Hao

Hengtang. See the red makeup and green cover, and the handle is fragrant.

The moonlight is intentional, and the twilight is full of silver.

A round of high hanging, put the same, a thousand miles clear.

It is cool in autumn. Dew the jade arm, the wind blows the clouds.

I couldn't bear to stay up all night, so I drank Qingzun and thought more about it.

Fortunately, there are infinite treasures in my works.

The universe, after the static pole, ten sides.

A circle will not damage the awn. Get along and sit alone in Hu's bed.

Tail offender (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Song Cao Xun

The autumn sky is quiet after the rain, the evening scenery is clear and the sky is as light as water.

Gradually see toad color, Dongshan winding, golden cakes on the clouds.

The light smoke is gone, bright and colorful, and the dust is gone.

Relying on Qionglou, Yaotai Mingfeng, Cuilan Twelve.

Just in time. Full of harmonious and clear light.

Although Osmanthus fragrans floated down, the jade wheel moved to the shadow, and it has not yet recovered.

Wait until the next day to enjoy the same banquet, listen to secret music and go to Guanghan Palace.

I'm afraid, but the moon is uncertain. I should be drunk.

"Man Jianghong (Jacky Cheung Mid-Autumn Festival Sheren)"

Song Hou Kun

Jiangnan is vast, autumn is not old, and Qing Jiang is empty.

On the other side of the river, the moon flies to thousands of feet, and the water and the sky are the same.

All the houses are wrapped in white, and there is not a trace of snow in a city.

Chu Feng fights for lanterns even with ink, like Yuan Xi.

The mountain is quiet, and so is the pond. Autumn crops are abundant and fragrant.

Listen to the purple city playing the horn and the brothel flute.

If you don't see me, Su Xian is drunk, and a piece of water is a stone.

It is rare to read beautiful scenery when it is beautiful.

Bodhisattva Man (Mid-Autumn Festival without Moon)

Songjiangteli

It's a sunny and moonlit festival. Don't hate this night.

Jade locks the moon. Heng E knows himself.

There is always a season. Don't stop the music.

Come to Xi to serve Chanjuan. Why not watch wine?

"Tune the tune with water (Mid-Autumn Festival in Huqiu, Gui You)"

Song Zhangyuangan

Wan Li is full of ice wheels and thousands of jade plates float.

The main hall of Guanghan Palace, looking at the cold light of Xizi Lake and Sea.

Sweep away the clouds in the sky, scatter the forest and clear the shadows, and the wind dew makes people worry.

Xu walks and sings, sitting in danger and not sleeping.

Ask Gu Peng what's the matter, and stay for a long time.

Looking back, I have been lying in the clouds for two weeks.

This night, the growth is good. Where will the bright moon return to Zhou Nan next year?

One father in the old country, Mid-Autumn Festival in a different place.

Dolly (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Song Yang is above reproach.

The evening breeze is clear and the clouds are light.

Look at the silver toad, leave the sea first, Wan Li is cold and Cheng Bo.

Grinding clouds and jade wheels, walking slowly, taking pictures of mountains and shadows.

In addition to the Ming court, cold gave birth to a seat, boring and singing.

* * * banquet, tomorrow night's weather, sunny and dark know each other.

Sleepless place, clothes and dew, eyes cut off the Ming River.

After thinking about it for several years, Qingyun lost his ambition and looked up to see Chang 'e.

Sing, tap on the ebony board, fight hard and pour the golden lotus.

After another year, wave your hand again, and cassia twig will be the highest branch.

This is a fair season, it is clearer than light, so there should be more tonight.

Fame must be at the end, so don't be busy.

Water regulation (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Yesongmengde

When Hehan went down to Ye Ping, the incense mist rolled into the west wind.

Lean on the air, the silver que is in the middle.

I often hate this night every year, who is drunk and who is on the phone.

I don't care what you do.

Don't hate being old and late, and be susceptible to phoenix tree.

Take a clear picture, try and ask God.

From a distance, I know that for my first visit, I will return to Guanghan Palace.

A thousand miles to pay for a lonely lamp, don't send Wei Yun to decorate it.

Wash the sky for me.

You are still crazy when you are old, but you shouldn't laugh.