I miss you during the day and miss you at night.

1. Poems about the evening

Poems about the evening 1. Poems describing the evening

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(Li Shangyin)

Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.

Separate seats are provided with spring wine to warm them, and the partitions are covered with wax-covered lamps.

I listened to the drums and went to answer the officials, walking around Malantai and turning around.

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(Li Shangyin)

They come with empty words and leave without a trace, the moon is slanting upstairs at the fifth watch.

The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry out, and the book is hastened to become ink.

The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.

Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan was far away, and even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan

Staying in Jiandejiang

(Meng Haoran)

Move The boat is parked in Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests are worried about the new things.

The sky is open and the trees are low, the moon is clear over the river

Autumn Eve

(Du Mu)

The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, Qing Luo's small fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.

The sky is as cold as water at night, lying down to watch Altair and Vega

2. Poems describing the night

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"

There is a 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. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"

The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. --Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"

The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. ——Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress"

The golden boat is so full that it makes people slightly drunk. The red gauze cage with candle Cui Gui rides on. The fragrance fills the cup with snow. Yunlong returned to his dream in doubt. Don't say no to the wind and armpits. I used to be a guest from the fairy family. Sit all night without sleep. The south window quilt is cold. ——Song Dynasty Shu Yu's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: The golden boat is so full that it makes people slightly drunk"

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. ——Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty, "Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night"

The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moonlight on the spring river anywhere. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night"

The meeting is not complete, but the essence of the heart. It's easy to carry someone on your back. I remember the song and the heart-broken sentence. More confused words. The lush and fragrant grass fascinates Nanpu. The strong wind blows and the boat rains. I can't sleep at night listening to the sad sounds. Where can I go to the water village? ——Yang Wujiu of the Song Dynasty, "Drops of Gold: Discussing the Heart Before the Encounter"

It is really embarrassing to be poor in old age, and the coldness belongs to my family. Not disturbed by night sleep, it is like a lonely crane entering the reed flowers. ——"Jinling Winter Night" by Lin Gudu of the Qing Dynasty

Osmanthus flowers fall when people are idle, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The full moon flies into the 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 frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair. ——Du Fu's "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"

It's inconvenient to sit in front of the small lantern, and I have no sleep in the cold night of Xiaozhai. There were several sounds of bamboo rustling and rain on the wall, and a faint wisp of smoke from the copper furnace. ——"Reading" by Lu Zugao of the Song Dynasty

I think about autumn in the evening, and I know that the night is long without sleep. As time goes by, people become more and more prosperous. Self-rejoicing is all empty and white, why not be old and old. The wind blows into the empty courtyard, and the crickets chirp. ——Sun Yingshi's "Insomnia" by Sun Yingshi of the Song Dynasty

The moon is setting and the sky is filled with crows and frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight. ——"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty

A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow. ——Tang? Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"

Sitting in the late night without sleep, hugging the shadow, the wind and rain falling outside the window. I will provide you with good conditions to accompany you in your dreams, but I am afraid that the lanterns and flowers will not be able to withstand the cold. ——Zhu Shuzhen, Song Dynasty, "Night Rain"

3. Ancient poems about the night

Poems describing the night

1. Poor third night of September, dew-like The pearly moon is like a bow. ——Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"

2. There is a 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. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"

3. The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. --Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"

4. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed through the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.

——Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress"

5. The golden boat is so full that it makes people drunk. The red gauze cage with candle Cui Gui rides on. The fragrance fills the cup with snow. Yunlong returned to his dream in doubt. Don't say no to the wind and armpits. I used to be a guest from the fairy family. Sitting awake all night. The south window quilt is cold. ——Song Dynasty Shu Quan's "Bodhisattva Man·The golden boat is full of people and makes people slightly drunk"

6. Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. ——Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty, "Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night"

7. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moonlight on the spring river. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"

8. The meeting is not complete, but the heart is still in question. It's easy to carry someone on your back. I remember the song and the heart-broken sentence. More confused words. The lush and fragrant grass fascinates Nanpu. The strong wind blows and the boat rains. I can't sleep at night listening to the sad sounds. Where can I go to the water village? ——Yang Wujiu of the Song Dynasty, "Drops of Gold: Discussing the Heart Before the Encounter"

9. It is really embarrassing to be poor in old age, and the coldness belongs to my family. Not disturbed by night sleep, it is like a lonely crane entering the reed flowers. ——"Jinling Winter Night" by Lin Gudu of the Qing Dynasty

10. Osmanthus flowers fall when people are idle, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

11. The full moon flies into the mirror, and the sword returns to the heart. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair. ——Du Fu's "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"

12. It is inconvenient to sit in front of the small lantern, and I have no sleep in the cold night of Xiaozhai. There were several sounds of bamboo rustling and rain on the wall, and a faint wisp of smoke from the copper furnace. ——"Reading" by Lu Zugao of the Song Dynasty

13. Thinking about autumn in the evening, sleepless and knowing that the night is long. As time goes by, people become more and more prosperous. Self-rejoicing is completely empty, why not be old and old. The wind blows into the empty courtyard, and the crickets chirp. ——Sun Yingshi's "Insomnia" by Sun Yingshi of the Song Dynasty

14. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight. ——"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty

15. A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow. ——Tang? Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"

16. Sitting in the late night without sleep holding the shadow, the wind blows from the window and the rain falls on the rim. I will provide you with good conditions to accompany you in your dreams, but I am afraid that the lanterns and flowers will not be able to withstand the cold. ——Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty, "Night Rain"

17. The sleepless nights are long and the autumn air is clear, and the candles are frequently cut for the third time. The bed is filled with cool parasol trees, and the moon shines brightly in the missing places of the parasol trees. - "Autumn Night" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty

18. The journey back is not long, and it is the time of early autumn. It should be the magpie who paints curtains and tells the date of return first. Just as the wind blows, the horse's hooves lighten, and people's thoughts gradually become joyful. This night I was drunk and dreamless, and the moon was setting in the west tower. ——Chao Buzhi of the Song Dynasty, "Good things come soon and there is no long journey home"

4. Poems describing the scenery at night

"Ode to the Dusk River" A setting sun spreads over the water by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty , half Jiang Sesu and half Jiang Hong.

Poor, on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow. The author is Bai Juyi, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty.

This poem describes the scenery on the river from sunset to night in late autumn. The first two sentences capture the colors to describe the magnificent scenery of the river at sunset, while the last two sentences capture the characteristics of things and write the beautiful moonlit night scenery by the river.

This poem expresses the poet's joyful mood and love for nature. Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night" Zhang Ruoxu "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night" Column: Tang Poetry Appreciation Author: Qingshi.com 2004-11-12 7:52:15 Views: 83844 Related information The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides.

The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere. The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes.

The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen. The river and the sky are of the same color without any dust, and there is 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 the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be shining away from the makeup mirror.

The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back after pounding the clothes anvil and brushing it. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other, I hope the moonlight will shine on you.

The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive and leap into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.

The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has fallen in the river pool and is setting in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road has infinite roads.

I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love. Hailed by Mr. Wen Yiduo as "the poem among poems, the peak on the peak" ("The Self-Redemption of Palace Poetry"), "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" has fascinated countless readers for more than a thousand years.

Zhang Ruoxu, who left only two poems in his life, also because of this poem, "the only poem he wrote was so unique that it became a masterpiece for everyone." The title of the poem is fascinating.

Spring, rivers, flowers, moon and night, these five things embody the most moving beauty of life, forming a wonderful artistic realm that is tempting to explore. The poet started to ask the question, and he wrote about it at the beginning of the poem, outlining a magnificent picture of the moonlit night on the river in spring: the river tide connects to the sea, and the tide of the moon rises.

The "sea" here is a virtual reference. The Jiang Chao is vast, as if connected with the sea, and is magnificent.

At this time, a bright moon rises with the tide, and the scene is spectacular. The word "生" gives lively life to the bright moon and the tide.

The moonlight shines thousands of miles away, and there is no spring river that is not illuminated by the bright moon! The river winds around the spring fields full of flowers and plants, and the moonlight shines on the flower trees, as if sprinkled with a layer of white snow. The poet is really a master of painting. With a single stroke, he can paint the strange "flowers" in the moonlit night on the spring river.

At the same time, the title of "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night" was skillfully fulfilled. The poet's observation of the moonlight is extremely subtle: the moonlight has washed away the colorful colors of all things in the world, and dyed the world into a dreamy silver color.

Therefore, "the flowing frost flies unknowingly", "the white sand cannot be seen", and only the bright and bright moonlight exists. The delicate brushstrokes create a mythical and wonderful realm, making the moonlit night on the Spring River look particularly beautiful and tranquil.

These eight sentences, from big to small, from far to near, the pen and ink gradually condense on a lonely moon. The clear and clear heaven, earth and universe seem to make people enter a pure world, which naturally arouses the poet's reverie and meditation: "Who by the river first saw the moon? When did the moon on the river shine on people for the first time?" The poet's thoughts leaped forward, but he still couldn't help but wonder. Closely connected with life, exploring the philosophy of life and the mysteries of the universe.

This kind of exploration has been carried out by the ancients, such as Cao Zhi's "Song Yingshi": "There is no end in heaven and earth, human life is like morning frost", Ruan Ji's "Yong Huai": "Life is like dust and dew, and the way of heaven is long and long." "And so on, but the theme of the poem is mostly about the eternity of the universe and the brevity of life. Zhang Ruoxu is unique here. His thoughts do not fall into the stereotypes of his predecessors, but come up with new ideas: "Life is endless from generation to generation, but the moon and the river are only similar every year."

Personal life is short. It is fleeting, but human existence is long-lasting, so the life of "infinite generations" and the bright moon "only similar every year" can survive. This is the relief that the poet feels from the beauty of nature.

Although the poet is sentimental about the short life, it is not decadence and despair, but due to the pursuit and love of life. The tone of the whole poem is "sad but not sad", which allows us to hear the echo of the sound of the early Tang Dynasty.

"I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water." This is closely followed from the previous sentence "only similar". Life goes on from generation to generation, and the moon and the river are like this year after year.

A lonely moon hovers in the sky, as if waiting for someone, but it can never do so. Under the moonlight, there is only the rapids of the river, rushing away.

As the river flows, the poem creates waves, pushing the poetry to a deeper realm. There is hatred in the river and the moon, while the flowing water is ruthless. The poet naturally shifts his writing style from the natural scenery in the first half to the images of life, which leads to the separation and sorrow of the lovesickness of men and women in the second half.

The four lines of "White Clouds" are written in the spring river on a moonlit night, reflecting the longing of a woman and a wanderer in two places. "Baiyun" and "Qingfengpu" express feelings through objects.

The floating white clouds symbolize the uncertainty of "Bian Zhouzi". "Qingfengpu" is a place name, but "Maple" and "Pu" are often used in poems to express farewell to scenery and places.

The two sentences "whose home" and "where" are intertwined. It is precisely because there are more than one family and one place where there is sorrow and separation, so the poet raised such a question, a kind of lovesickness, leading to two places. The sorrow of separation comes one after another, and the poetry is full of twists and turns. The following eight "poor" sentences follow the "where" sentence, describing the missing woman's longing for the deceased.

However, the poet does not directly talk about the sadness and tears of the missing woman, but uses the "moon" to highlight her nostalgia, and the tears come out spontaneously.

The poem personifies the "moon", and the word "wandering" is extremely expressive: first, the floating clouds are moving, so the light and shadow are uncertain; second, the moonlight lingers upstairs with compassion for the missing woman and cannot bear to go.

It wants to keep company with the missing woman and relieve her worries, so it spreads its soft radiance on the dressing table, the jade curtain, and the clothes-making anvil. Unexpectedly, the thought of a woman makes her fall in love with her, and she misses her even more.

She wanted to get rid of the annoying moonlight, but the moonlight "couldn't be swept away" and "returned", sincerely attached to her. The two infatuated movements of "rolling" and "whisking" here vividly express the sorrow and confusion in the heart of the missing woman.

The emotions caused by the moonlight are deeply disturbing her. At this moment, doesn't the moonlight also shine on her lover in the distance? *** Looking at the moonlight but unable to recognize it.

5. Poems about the night

New Year's Eve"

(Tang Dynasty) Laihu

The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you thousands of miles away. In one night.

I am so sad that after the dawn rooster has stopped singing, I will be haggard and haggard in the spring breeze.

New Year's Eve

(Southern Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang

Qian Kun Empty and empty, the years are gone;

The end of the road is stormy and rainy, and the border is full of snow and frost.

Life is about to end with the years, and the body is forgotten;

Nothing Re-slaying Su Meng, burning the lantern at night.

Guan Shanyue

Li Bai

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

Changfeng Traveling tens of thousands of miles, I blew through Yumen Pass.

I climbed the road in vain, and saw the Qinghai Bay.

The land for the station was requisitioned, but no one returned.

The garrison guest looked forward to it Bianyi. Thinking of returning is so painful.

The tall building is like this at night, and I can’t sigh.

What I saw in the night book

Ye Shaoweng (Song Dynasty)

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The rustling of the Wu leaves brings the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment.

I know that there are children picking and knitting, and a lamp falls on the fence late at night.

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Expressing heroism and loneliness, reflecting life and the world.

There are also happy songs and laughter, beautiful paintings and new books.

Shang Yin is sentimental and hates official hypocrisy. Du Fu was worried about the government.

Different tunes have been passed down for thousands of years every night, and everyone painted hundreds of pictures in different ways.

(Night Talk) Five Rules

Jiang Hai Rain, snow, wind, flowers, trees, towers and pavilions.

Thousands of different scenery, chaotic emotions.

One word hides the mystery, half a sentence can understand the spirit.

Bitterness Spicy, sour and sweet things, condensed into a sutra.

6. Poems of the night

1. The bright moon is bright and bright at night, and the moon is shining brightly at night, prompting the weaving of 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? 2. Tingyue Poem: Tingyue Tower is connected to Taiqing, and Tingyue Tower is the most distinct. 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. How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? 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 pleasure to travel there, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain to for my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes.

4. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qi Wan Su is 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) ??Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, 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 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 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 the time being, 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 a 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.

The Moon on the Night of August 15th (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty) 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.

Remembering my brother-in-law on a moonlit night (Du Fu) The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a 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 compassion 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 in 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 moon in the autumn night (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, Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty) 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, 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.

It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery and good times again, so he should feel melancholy on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is alone. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The dusk clouds have collected 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 Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) On the night of August 15th of that year, 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. Looking to the northwest, where is the moon? To the southeast, the moon is full.

Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) The lack of frost has turned to late and the good wind has turned like a farewell curtain. The tree is leaning and the love is infinite. The candles are dark and the fragrance is lingering. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune. I hear the music in the north. I am gradually seeing the stars. I am missing the southern Ji. Who is the school? Coolness and lust. 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 a new one 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 has not risen 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.

Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn’t bear to look at Zhanran. 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 to 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, but when you return and drink wine, 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 nurture the treasures of clams.

If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia 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 already cold. The children are walking together and recalling the road. Little did they know that it is difficult to dew. The air enters the hut, the sound of the stream is noisy, the rocky beach, the mountain, the moon comes at night, and I never see it until dawn. 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 am afraid that it will be 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 is a difficult thing 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.

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. "The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Initiated by Hui Dong Tiju" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty.

7. What are the poems about night

1. Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao · "The Proud Fisherman·The Sky Connects the Clouds and the Waves Lian Xiaowu"

"The Sky Connects" The sky is connected with the clouds and the dawn mist, and the stars are about to turn around and a thousand sails are dancing. It's like the dream soul returns to the emperor's home. Hearing Tian's words, he asked me diligently where I was going.

I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned some amazing sentences from poetry. Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng is doing his best. When the wind stops, the boat blows away the three mountains!

2. Tang Dynasty: Li He·Mengtian

"The old rabbit weeps in the cold sky, and the cloud tower is half open and the wall is slanting white."

Original text:

The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half-open and slanting white.

The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.

Yellow dust and clear water flow under the three mountains, changing for thousands of years like a running horse.

Looking at Qizhou's nine-point cigarette in the distance, a glass of sea water is pouring out.

3. Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu· "Picking Mulberries·The West Lake has a beautiful sky and beautiful water"

"The West Lake has a beautiful sky and beautiful water, and the clouds and objects are all fresh."

Original text:

West Lake has a beautiful sky and beautiful water, and the clouds and objects are all fresh. The gulls and herons are sleeping leisurely, so they should be used to listening to orchestral music.

The wind is clear, the moon is white, it is a perfect night, and there is a Qiongtian. Whoever admires Luan is like an immortal in the boat.

4. Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao · "Popular Beauty·The sky outside Qulangan is like water"

"The sky outside Qulanqian is like water. I leaned on it last night."

Original text:

The sky outside Qulanqian is like water. I leaned on it last night. At the beginning of the day, the bright moon will be compared with the good period. When the moon is full, I look forward to people returning.

Luo's clothes are fragrant before they are worn out. Who will teach you the old ideas? A spring away from regret and laziness in tuning the strings. There are still two lines of idle tears in front of Baozheng.

5. Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan · "Su Muzhe · Nostalgia"

"The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are cold and green. The mountains are reflected in the setting sun and the sky is connected. Water. ”

Original text:

The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep. The Mingyue Tower is high and I am leaning against it alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.

8. Poems about the night

Poems about the night

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the moon is clear over the river. ——Meng Haoran, "Su Jian Dejiang"

The sky is far and wide, with fallen trees and thousands of mountains, and the moon is clearly visible along the Chengjiang River. ——Huang Tingjian's "Deng Kuai Pavilion"

The clouds are about to move, and the stars are moving, and Tianle's muscles and bones are cold with a sound. ——Liu Yuxi "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th"

The Big Dipper is high, and Ge Shu carries a knife at night. ——Xi Xi's "Ge Shu Song"

People who drink cheap wine often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds.

——Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River·A Big Dream in the World"

Tonight the moon shines brightly on the river, and I wake up from the wine. ——Huang Tingjian's "Nan Gezi·Sophora japonica and low windows are dark"

The osmanthus flies to the place where the light shines, soaking in the cold autumn green for a day. ——Su Shi's "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival"

The people are quiet and the moon is bright outside the curtain. ——Yue Fei's "Xiaochhong Mountain·The cicadas couldn't stop chirping in the cold last night"

The sun is cold and the grass is short, and the moon is bitter and frosty. ——Li Hua's "Essays on the Ancient Battle of Diao"

The sun sets in the isolated city of Kui Mansion, and every time I look up at Beijing, I turn to the Big Dipper. ——Du Fu's "Eight Autumn Songs"

The end of the song is full of details, and the moon is gone and the stars are scarce. ——Anonymous "Cockcrow Song"

The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars. ——Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"

Lying down and looking at Altair and Vega, the moon turns over the shadow of the sycamore trees. ——Lu Zhi's "Intoxicated by the East Wind·Chinese Valentine's Day"

9. Poems describing the evening

Verse 1: The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.

Source: "Deng Le Youyuan" written by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

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Xiang Wan felt unwell and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely better, but it’s almost dusk.

Definition: In the evening, I felt unhappy and drove up to Guyuan in my car. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s close to dusk.

Verse 2: The sunset is getting dusk through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears.

Source: "Spring Resentment" by Liu Fangping of the Tang Dynasty

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The sun sets through the screen window and no one sees the traces of tears in the golden house.

Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed.

Definition: The sunlight outside the screen window fades away, and dusk gradually falls; locking up the beautiful house, no one can see my sad tears. The courtyard is empty and lonely, and the spring scenery is about to end; pear blossoms are falling all over the ground, and the door is closed tightly without any thought.

Verse 3: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.

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Source: "Shengchazi·Yuanxi" written by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

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On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, The flower market lights are like day.

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

On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same.

I can’t see the people from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears.

Explanation: On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk. During this year’s Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.

Verse 4: Wild grass and flowers beside the Bird Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Bird Clothes Alley

Source: "Wu Yi Alley" by Liu Yuxi in the Tang Dynasty

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There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Interpretation: The deserted place beside Zhuque Bridge is overgrown with wild grasses and wild flowers, and the broken walls and ruins at the entrance of Wuyi Alley are just the setting sun. In the Jin Dynasty, the purple swallows that lived in front of the hall of Xie An's family were now nesting and flying into the homes of ordinary people.

Verse 5: The setting sun sets in the west and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world

Source: "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan of the Yuan Dynasty

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Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses,

Westerly wind and thin horses on the ancient road.

The sun sets in the west,

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Interpretation: From a distance, you can see the crows at dusk, looking for old trees with dead vines to rest on. From a closer look, there are people living beside small bridges and flowing water. In front of you, there is only a skinny horse carrying a wandering wanderer. , walking slowly on the ancient autumn road. Looking at the sunset, the afterglow has already faded to the west, and the wandering wanderers are still wandering around the world.