1. Poems about the stars and the moon
Poems about the stars and the moon 1. Poems about the stars and the moon
The moon: a pot among flowers Wine, drinking alone has no blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. ----Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.----Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" Silently, I go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook-- --------Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" The bright moon leaves the branches startled, and the cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night.
----------Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River" The moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty passed, and the people of the long march of thousands of miles have not yet returned----------Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress" People have Joys and sorrows come and go, the moon waxes and wanes, this matter has never been settled in ancient times----------Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Song Tou" The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again------- ---Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy ----------Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The bright moon is on the sea, the end of the world is at this time *** ----------Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The wild sky is low with trees, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people ----------Meng Haoran's "Su Jiande River" The morning mirror is full of sorrow, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night Yin Ying feels the moonlight is cold? ----------Li Shangyin's "Untitled" There is no goose foot in the hometown book, only the crescent moon is visible. ——Wang Wei The spring river tide 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, there are many strange peaks in summer clouds, the moon shines brightly in autumn, and solitary pine trees are beautiful in winter ridges. ——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 returned with 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 saw the moon for the first time? 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 longing for each other. 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 forever. ——Du Fu The cool breeze and bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers near and far away are all sentimental.
——Liang Zhangju The new moon is like a beautiful woman, making her first appearance at sea. ——Su Shi The willow branches above the moon meet people after dusk.
——Ouyang Xiu There is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this moment. ——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 When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. ——Li Bai There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is showing its eyebrows.
——Wang Wei The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu Spring and Autumn are all over the area, summer clouds are full of strange peaks, 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 saw the moon for the first time? 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.
Spring comes without you noticing. ——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 near and far away are all sentimental. ——Liang Zhangju The new moon is like a beautiful woman, making her first appearance at sea.
——Su Shi On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.
——Ouyang Xiu There is a bright moon on the sea, and it is the end of the world at this time.
——Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. ——Li Bai My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
——Li Bai The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew. ——Meng Haoran When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, and it looked like a white jade plate.
——Li Bai Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? 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.
Spring comes without you noticing. ——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 On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk. ——Ouyang Xiu The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this moment.
——Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. ——Li Bai My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
——Li Bai The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew. ——Meng Haoran When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, and it looked like a white jade plate.
——Li Bai's Five-Character Ancient Poetry Mid-Autumn Festival In the autumn of 2005, the bright moon rises over the East China Sea, and the soul of chrysanthemums blooms in the West Mountain. The ice wheel travels in the vastness, and the jade mirror reflects the autumn forest.
The moonlight seduce people's hearts, and the moonlight witnesses ethics. Mooncakes are a feast for all the gourmets, and the shadows of the moon dance colorfully.
Reunion night brings reunion, and the feast becomes even more joyful. Chrysanthemum tea relieves drunkenness, and chrysanthemum wine makes people drunk.
The autumn breeze brings autumn coolness, and the festival welcomes beautiful women. Looking through the three autumn waters, the wind and frost have not yet returned.
I miss you for thousands of years, and my kindness shines warmly. Walking outside the corridor door, I didn't realize that the night was already deep.
The shade of the trees is so swaying, and the flowers are so dense. The silver plate reflects half of the pond, and four guests are reflected in the opposite shadow.
When I climbed up the stairs and looked around, I saw brothers forming groups. I shed tears and said goodbye to my parents and waved goodbye to my neighbors.
If you fly across Guanshan Mountain, remember the Lord’s grace. The journey is thousands of miles long, and the country has an open mind.
Living in the open air is relaxing and refreshing. There is rain and dew in the sky, and there are storms outside.
The Qin and Han dynasties still exist, and the fallen leaves always return to their roots. At this time, the end of the world has the same sound as the sea.
Moon Song of Mount Emei (Li Bai) The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Jingye Si (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.
Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic. 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. Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei) Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Two poems about leaving the fortress (Part 1) (Wang Changling) The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain. Guan Shan Yue (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 side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. June 27, Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower, Part 2 Su Shi Released fish and turtles to drive people away, Unowned lotuses bloomed everywhere.
The water pillow can make the mountains tilt up, and the sailboat can float around like the moon. Meng Haoran stayed on the Jiande River and moved his boat to Yanzhu. At dusk, the guests were worried about the new arrival.
2. A short poem about the stars and the moon
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1
The curved moon and the small boat,
The small boat is pointed at both ends.
I sat in the small boat,
only saw the twinkling stars,
the blue sky.
2
Zhouzi left home at night and drove his boat to look at the moonlight.
The mountains are bright and there is snow, and the shore is white but not sandy.
Tianhan looks at pearls and clams, and Xingqiao looks at sweet-scented osmanthus.
The ashes fly heavily into the dizzy palace, and the Xuanxuan falls and the wheel tilts.
Three
The moon and stars are few and far between, and the magpies are flying south. Walking around the tree three times, there is no branch to lean on. ——Cao Cao's "Dan Ge Xing"
Four
The dawn stars are three to five bright to the eyes, and the waning moon has a trace as thin as an eyebrow. ——Li Shutong's "Wandering in the Morning to the Shiozu Pond"
Five
"Moonlight Night on the Spring River"
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty
The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level , the bright moon and the tide rise on the sea.
Where is the spring river without the moonlight, following the waves for thousands of miles?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.
The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, but Jiang Yue is only similar every year;
I wonder who Jiang Yue treats? But see the Yangtze River sending water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the Qingfeng Pu is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?
The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be seen away from the makeup mirror.
The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back after being beaten on the anvil of clothing.
At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
The swans fly so long that the light never reaches them, and the fish and dragons dive and leap into the water to form patterns.
Last night I talked about my dreams and the flowers fell, and it was a pity that I couldn’t go home in the middle of spring.
The water in the river is gone, and the moon is setting in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.
I wonder how many people will return by the moon? The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
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"The Love of the Stars and the Moon (Lyric)"
Half-moon gathering
Half-moon concern
The stars fell in love with the moon
Or the moon fell in love with the stars
The moon’s love is buried deep in my heart
From hazy to full of affection
Then to the parting of attachment and love
The moon is empty and the moon is full
The expectations of gathering and separation
The soft light caressing the stars Loneliness
I cannot touch every inch of its skin with my own hands
The concerned eyes are full of affectionate comfort
Enough to make the quiet night bloom with beauty
The smiling face
The stars are waiting every night
Waiting for the excited snuggle
Twinkling
More like a teardrop
Contains infinite ties
Desolate, cold and lonely
Tenderness and tears gleaming
Wrapped in lovesickness
Every drop of love weaves tranquility
The love that lasts forever
In their eyes
is really insignificant
Billions of years of watching
Billions of years of cuddling
The concern for each other
The tranquility and indifference
The silent blessing Writing
Praying
Missing
From a subtle eye
to a gentle strand of love
Looking at each other affectionately
Integrated into the blood
Breeding into a deep love in the bone marrow
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3. Poems describing the moon and stars
A poem about the moon and a poem by Su Shi in "Shui Tiao Ge Tou". Bingchen was drunk during the Mid-Autumn Festival and was drunk at the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival. He wrote this poem while pregnant with his son by the bright moon. When will it be available? 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 should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say 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" I am 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 light waves in the wild are shining, 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.
Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed at the beginning. 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. "Back to Dong Tiju Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Initiation" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water.
Worship the fallen stars and make appointments with the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, but fortunately the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as those we once visited in Chibi.
The rewards are paid by the straw, and the heirs are clothed in rounds. [Manjianghong] Send Far Away during the Mid-Autumn Festival by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon.
But the jade filament flute cracked with a single blow. Whoever makes curling in the floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season.
Ask Chang'e if she is lonely and cold. The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery.
Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly. Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, the desire is still lacking.
If it is a long and round night like this, the favor may not be the same as farewell. Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return.
The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained. Time rushes by, the fragrant orchids rest, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment.
Colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is brittle, indicating that there are previous incidents. On a windy and moonlit night, there are several old traces.
Forbearance and thinking. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever.
Towards the Immortal Island and on the road to the underworld, there is no news about either. Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold.
Carrying silver on his back, he fell asleep alone in the pavilion. He was surrounded by heavy quilts and was still drunk. Time passes by again and again, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow.
Thinking secretly and reminiscing about old times, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I wanted to throw fruits to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time.
The dancing swallows flutter and sing and sing. In front of the Dai Banquet, there are all the deities of gods and immortals. At the end of the night, the scene becomes even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks.
The jade hairpins are scattered all over the sky, and this joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city. The night view of Jiangque in the Qing capital, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly.
The phoenix candle glows. That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
The wall is about to be opened, and it is difficult to write sincerity for a long time. Little did he know that famous eunuchs were detained and interrogated, and their charm had been reduced over the years.
Look at the bright moon, the bright moon. The struggle for success is still lacking.
Just like young bridegrooms, they meet for a while and then part ways. It was last year's season at the threshold of the small building.
Thousands of miles away, the clear light remains the same, the night is eternal and the people are tired of it. The partridge sky blows away the remaining smoke into the night wind.
A bright moon hangs above the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, even though our hearts are still in the same bed.
Passionate and passionate. Biyun returned without a trace.
Only in the past life, love caged the mandarin ducks in two places.
Twelve o'clock (autumn night) It is clear in the evening, the moon is covered with light smoke, and the wind is like a wash of toad light.
Feeling in the green tent, the coolness gives rise to autumn thoughts. The weather is getting colder.
The fallen leaves knock on the window, the west wind fills the courtyard, and I can't sleep anymore. There is more leakage in the throat, dripping worries, and all kinds of emotions are arising, all of which are leaving people worried.
Who knows, at that time, the sentence was very touching. Sometimes in the night, Mingming lies on his pillow and stares at the ground diligently.
When the candle is dark, I wake up from the wine, and Yuan Lai is in a dream again. Come to sleep and sit alone with your clothes on, all kinds of hopeless feelings.
How can I come, harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make up the remaining fragrant quilt? I pray to heaven that I will never abandon you from now on.
Xing Xiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn into love and sorrow, and Jinying knows that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching. A first try on thin clothes, a new taste for green ants.
Gradually there is wind, rain and coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I feel sad about the past.
In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
[Nian Nujiao] Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon Ming Wen Zhengming Osmanthus flowers and floating jade fill the streets in the first month of the month, and the night is as cool as a wash. The wind is blowing, my eyebrows are cold and my bones are cold, I am in the Crystal Palace.
The dragons are croaking, the temples are full of mountains, and the misty music and songs are boiling. The frost is all over the ground, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds.
I remember last year on this eve, I was drinking wine at the creek pavilion, and the pale moon and clouds came and went. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were no longer a dream yesterday, but the autumn scenery is like this in the blink of an eye.
The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching. A message to my husband and wife, don’t let Guanghan get drunk.
"Looking at the Moon at Qinhuai" by Pan Zhiheng, Ming Dynasty. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I climbed up Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. After several glances, the moon was as bright as day, and Li Ji, Jin and Wang, were the only ones to be seen among thousands of people, but the moon couldn't be more surprising.
At that time, all those who were good at music gathered in Jinling and listened to it in the middle of the night. At the end of the day, I lived in Jinling and had seen Yuanpo seven times. Jin Yi was about to leave. The people of Qinhuai said: "Hu Ming didn't think about it, but he left after thinking about it. The general will think about it again.
" It stopped with anger. Since the winding of the string, it has been like Wu Zha. If it lasts for almost two nights and suddenly loses it, then people may be better than Wu. It is not people who win but love.
On the banks of the Qingxi River, there are competing sounds of Wu, and the one who wins with true love in the pavilion will use Yuan Nu’s pearls to present the colorful girl’s flute, and the lonely tune will be the sound of green clouds. This is a drama. For example, the pipa and the pearl are even more amazing. I regret that I heard them late and the music is shallow. It should be a waste of Wu Si, and I will read it again. I ordered you to travel to Wu. The pieces of stone are all willing, but the middle is easy to be flat, and the sword pool is one. Spoon, if the sea seal shines. As I threw the pen in the air, the clouds opened and the moon came out, and I suddenly found myself among the tiger hills. Because the song said: "My thoughts are hidden in the clouds. I am born in the moon and die in the wind. Suddenly I feel like I am dreaming and I am waking up. I am thinking about the sea again. , the dragon street is bright and phoenixes are colorful, and I suddenly come to play, I hope it will not change in the future.
"Yong Yue Ci Fu Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily and getting drunk. When will the bright moon come to write this article and 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 am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.
How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? 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 is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night.
Go to a restaurant and drink and get drunk. He rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest.
Jijue already knows. The chaotic mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world.
This book is the bridge pillar.
4. Looking for poems describing the stars and the moon
1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. Li Bai
2. Flying mirror under the moon, clouds form sea towers. Li Bai
3. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. Li Bai
4. There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. Li Bai
5. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. Li Bai
6. The drunken moon frequently attracts saints, and being obsessed with flowers does not bother you. Li Bai
7. Put down the crystal curtain and gaze at the exquisite autumn moon.
Li Bai
8. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night. Li Bai
9. We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai
11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. Li Bai
11. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei
12. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Wang Wei
13. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream. Wang Wei
14. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. Ma Dai
15. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. Lu Lun
16. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Du Fu
17. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. Du Fu
18. In the morning, he went to clean up the wasteland and filth, and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. Tao Yuanming
19. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu
20. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji
21. Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi
22. A flick of flowing water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. Couplet
23. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. Liu Fangping
24. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin
25. He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, looking northwest to shoot the wolf. Su Shi
26. The courtyard is empty and clear as if there were accumulated water. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Su Shi
27. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. . Zhang Ji
28. On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk. . Ouyang Xiu
29. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. . Su Shi
30. I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. .. "Chronicles of Qing Poems"
5. What are the poems describing the moon and stars?
Moon: A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raising a glass to invite the bright moon, facing the shadow Three people.----Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground. He raised his head to look at the bright moon and lowered his head to think about his hometown.----Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" Silently, he went up to the west building alone, the moon Like a hook----------Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" The bright moon leaves the branches startled by magpies, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night.----------Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River" The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty , the people who have marched thousands of miles have not yet returned - "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Changling. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times - "Shui Tiao" by Su Shi "Gotou" The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me? ----------Wang Anshi's "Boating at Guazhou" The moon is setting, crows are crows and the sky is full of frost, the river maples and fishing fires are against melancholy ------ ----Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world ***At this time----------Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" The wild sky is low with trees, and the clear moon on the river is close to people-- --------Meng Haoran's "Staying in Jiandejiang" When I look in the morning mirror, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. Should I feel the cold moonlight when I sing at night? ----------Li Shangyin's "Untitled" There is no wild goose's feet in the hometown book, only the crescent moon and the eyebrows of the moth. - Wang Wei The tide of the Chun River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. - Zhang Ruoxu Stars: On the autumn evening, Du Mu's silver candle paints the screen in the cold autumn light, and a small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch the Altair and Vega. I am grateful for the emperor's kindness. The waning moon of Zhou Zizhi hangs on the saddle, and the road is long and winding around the mountains. I am alone with the cold marten and the frost dawn. .Beside the water and under the forest, how much have I failed in this life? The stars are all over the temples, because who has it? Why not do it, a short coop and a long fishing. Call the light gulls to accompany people as they grow old. Thinking is also better, looking at people's brows, eyes and brains. The world is all a dream. , when is it. When you travel to Qiji Mountain in Sanjue Mountain, the road is filled with white stones, and the wind is suddenly exhausted. The solitary peak holds the image pavilion, and thousands of trees cover the starry sky. The world changes at any time, and the Zen mind is the same throughout the calamity. A good night is dark, and the sea is sunny. The upper window is red...
6. What are the ancient poems about the moon, sun and stars
Poems describing the moon:
Song of the Dusk River
Bai Juyi
A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, half river rustling and half river red.
Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
Leaving the Fortress
Wang Changling
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty was at the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who had marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.
Boating at Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou Guazhou and the water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Horse
Li He
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
How can I be a golden person and walk quickly through the autumn.
Night Mooring at Fengqiao
Zhang Ji
The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost. Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship.
Stay in Jiandejiang
Meng Haoran
Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.
The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
Visiting Shanxi Village
Lu You
Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if you are allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, the pillars and sticks will knock on the door all the time and night.
Poems describing the sun:
Staying at Furong Mountain in the snow
Liu Changqing
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night.
Recalling Jiangnan
Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
I am familiar with the scenery.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are redder than fire.
When spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
I can’t forget Jiangnan.
Wanglu Mountain Waterfall
Li Bai
The incense burner in the sunshine produces purple smoke, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
Like Meng Ling
Li Qingzhao
I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back. Into the depths of the lotus root.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
Climb Feilai Peak
Wang Anshi
Feilai Mountain Qianxun Pagoda, hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise.
Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.
Farewell
Wang Wei
Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
The spring grass is green every year, and the king and grandson will never return.
Spring Day
Zhu Xi
The glorious day brings beauty to the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.
Poems describing the stars:
Inscribed on Wu Yi
Qi Jiguang
A sword across the sky to fight against the cold stars, just as he followed Pingbei to conquer the barbarians .
He found the title of Marquis in his year, and wanted to learn from Youren to live in this mountain.
Chinese Valentine's Day
Du Mu
Silver candles cast cold autumn light on the screen, and small fans fluttered against the flowing fireflies.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water. I lie down and watch Altair and Vega.
Geshu Ge
The West
The Big Dipper is high, Geshu carries a knife at night.
I haven’t dared to cross Lintao even after seeing the horses.
Overnight at the Mountain Temple
Li Bai
The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.
Don’t dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens.
Shangyuan Banquet
Su Shi
The pale moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense from the imperial furnace.
The courtier stands in the Tongming Hall, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor.
Chang'e
Li Shangyin
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the dawn stars are gradually setting in the Yangtze River.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Tanka
Cao Cao
What is life like when drinking and singing?
For example, morning dew will make you suffer more every day.
Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable.
The only solution to worries is Du Kang.
Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely.
But for the sake of you, I still ponder it.
The deer roars, eating apples in the wild.
I have a guest who plays the drum, harp and sheng.
It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off?
Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be.
Chatting and having a banquet, remembering old kindness.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.
Walking around the tree three times, where is the branch to lean on?
The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.
When Duke Zhou spits out food, the world returns to its heart.
Willow Branches
Bai Juyi
A tree withers and remains in the soil,
A twin forest grows in the sky.
It is certain that in the future astronomy,
Two stars will be added to the willow light.