Five-character poems for Mid-Autumn Festival. What ancient poems are there for Mid-Autumn Festival?

Five-character poems for Mid-Autumn Festival. What ancient poems are there for Mid-Autumn Festival?
The full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is shining in the sky, and it is so lively with families reuniting. Want to know more about Mid-Autumn Festival? When the eighth month of the lunar calendar in 2021 begins, the chapter of autumn has been added with a strong and colorful stroke, and everyone's fortune has also undergone new changes. Come to Mr. Shuimo's website to see what you need to pay attention to this month! "Looking at the Moon on the 15th Night and Sending a Letter to Du Langzhong" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty The ground in the courtyard is white, crows are roosting on the trees, and the cold dewdrops are silently wetting the osmanthus flowers.
The moon is bright tonight and everyone is looking at it, but I wonder whose house the autumn thoughts fall on.
"Enjoying the Moon on the Night of August 15th" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The moon is shining tonight, washing the whole world.
The heat retreats and the sky becomes clear, the autumn becomes clear and the scenery becomes bright.
The stars shine, and the wind and dew make the crystals appear.
It can change the human world and it is like the Jade Capital.
"Enjoying the Moon in Taoyuan on the 15th Night of August" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty Seeing the moon in the dust makes one feel at ease, let alone in the fairyland in the clear autumn.
The condensed light slowly fell as the cold dew fell, and at this moment I was standing on the highest mountain.
The sky is blue and cloudless and there is no wind. There are pines on the mountain and water below.
As I glance at the crowd, I see the sky is high and the earth is flat for thousands of miles.
Young Master led me to the Jade Altar, and bowed to the sky to invite the true immortal officials.
The clouds are about to fall and the stars are moving; the sound of heavenly music makes my muscles and bones chill.
The golden clouds gradually rise to the east, and my shadow seems to be getting shorter, but I still keep looking at it.
Such beautiful scenery and good times will never come back again, and I will feel sad on this day next year.
"Watching the Moon from Penting on the Night of the 15th of August" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty On the night of the 15th of August last year, I was beside the Qujiang Pond, beside the apricot garden.
On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the water pavilion in Shatou, Pengpu.
Where is my hometown when I look northwest? How many times have I seen the full moon in the southeast?
No one noticed the wind yesterday, but the clear light tonight is as clear as in previous years.
"Osmanthus on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" by Tang Pi Rixiu Jade beads are falling down to the moon, and fresh dewdrops are picked up in front of the temple.
Until now, I still don’t know what happened in the sky. It must have been thrown to people by Chang’e.
"Chang'e" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The candlelight is deep behind the mica screen, The morning star gradually sinks into the long river.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, as her heart is filled with the blue sky and the blue sea every night.
Song of the Ancient Moon by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty When he was young, he did not know the moon and called it a white jade plate.
I also suspected it was the mirror of Yaotai, flying in the blue sky.
The immortal hangs down his two feet, and the osmanthus tree is round.
The white rabbit has finished pounding the medicine, and asks, with whom shall it be eaten?
The toad eclipses the full moon, and the bright night is over.
When Yi shot down nine crows in the past, the heaven and earth were clear and at peace.
The Yin essence is so lost that it is not worth seeing.
What to do when worry comes? It's so sad and heartbreaking.
"Looking at the Moon and Thinking of the Distant One" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises over the sea, and people all over the world share this moment.
The lover complains about the long night and misses his lover all night long.
I put out the candle, feeling pity for the full light; I put on my clothes and feel the dew.
I cannot bear to give it to you, so I go back to sleep and dream about the good times.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty: Outside the autumn scenery, everything seems leisurely.
If there were no moon this night, the autumn would pass in vain. "Song of Water Melody: When Will the Bright Moon Rise" was written by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty on the Mid-Autumn Festival of Bingchen year. He drank till dawn and got drunk. He wrote this poem and thought of Ziyou.
When will the bright moon appear? Drink and ask the sky. I don’t know what year it is in the palace in heaven. I want to ride on the wind to go back, but I am afraid that it is too cold up there in the beautiful building. Dancing and playing with the shadows, how is it like being in the human world?
Turn around the red pavilion, lower the beautiful window, and shine on the sleepless. There should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear full when we are parting? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon waxes and wanes; it is impossible to have everything in life. I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart.
"Guan Qu·Mid-Autumn Festival" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The evening clouds have all disappeared, leaving behind the chill, and the Milky Way silently turns like a jade plate. This night in this life will not last long, where will I see the bright moon next year?
"Seeing the Moon on Mid-Autumn Festival with Ziyou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The bright moon has not yet risen and the mountains are high, The auspicious light a thousand feet long is white.
Before the cup is finished, the silver palace is surging, and the chaotic clouds are breaking away like collapsing waves.
Whoever washes the eyes of God would need thousands of buckets of water from the Ming River.
So I look at the people in the world indifferently, while my heart is calm and still.
In the southwest, Mars is as small as a bullet, with horns and tail like a blue dragon.
I can't see it with my eyes tonight, let alone fireflies competing for the coolness.
Who moored the boat to the ancient Bian River, and saw the thousands of lights changing into fish and dragons at night?
I follow the waves without any intention, and sing along with the rhythm of the song.
The green light disappears and the mountain in front turns away; the waves blow and the wind blows back, how can it be strong again?
The moon goes low and people disperse easily, I come back and call for wine to see you again.
The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and more beautiful, and the cold crickets are chirping on the dewy grass.
The curtains are drawn and the door is opened, and there is no one there. The only person who is babbling under the window is the old man Chu.
Don’t be ashamed of your poverty when working in Nando, for there are many people who can write poems facing the moon.
Tomorrow's human affairs follow the sunrise, as if it were a dream of a guest in the Jade Tower.
"Climbing the Tower to Watch the Moon on Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Mi Fu's eyes are filled with the Huaihai Sea, which is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture clams and treasures.
If there were no moon house in the sky, the cassia branches would be damaged and lean towards the western wheel.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Li Pu of the Song Dynasty <br /> The bright moon rises like a mirror in the sky, and the fairy music among the clouds is silent;
The full moon divides the autumn colors equally, and accompanies the clouds for thousands of miles;
The cunning rabbit will fall from the string in vain, and the evil toad should not appear before your eyes;
Lingcha plans to join hands and wait until the Milky Way is completely clear.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" Song Hong Hao <br /> In the old days, the only thing we knew was the bright moon, which waxed and waned every three or five days.
When it is full, there is always less; when it is scarce, there is always more. This is just like the situation in the human world.
It has been three years since we last met, and I have seen the full moon three times during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The black-clothed swallows are still returning, and the wild geese are flying to the distant mountains.
At this time, the crickets are still in the house, singing sadly in solitude.
The dream of not being an official is hard to come true, and the fluttering butterflies also leave.
The rhyme of the cold lottery makes the grass and trees yellow, while the golden wind plays the clear music sadly.
I pick up the qin and try to play the music as if to play under the bright moon, the tune becomes higher and more ancient and sad.
The mother said, "I have been on a long journey, how could I know that Wan Chen was a captive guest."
The magpie cannot fly high when flying south, and would rather be a yellow crane without wings.
The shadows on the Xiaoxiang River are heavy and the joy on the Ezhu Tower is deep.
Who knows where I will be at this time next year? I will see the beautiful moon again to illuminate my heart.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty: The rabbit's moon is round among the stars in his brilliance and talent, and it alone is beautiful among all the stars. Crows are flying around the empty branches in the Wei Palace, while tung trees are withering in front of the well in the Han Garden.
Ten thousand layers of golden liquid contain the Bohai Sea, and a thousand miles of jade sand face the river bank. I know from afar that I am full of love and affection this evening, with the three-level Xiaotai resting on the green ripples.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Wang Bai of Song Dynasty The weather in Mid-Autumn Festival is like that of Double Ninth Festival, fortunately there is the fragrance of osmanthus in the courtyard.
There is nothing to do next to the book, let the wind and rain bring desolation.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty People tend to be sick in autumn and it is not easy to reach Mid-Autumn Festival. If you want to enjoy the moon tonight, you must climb up to the tower of last night. The dew is thick and the shadows of the parasol tree are faint, the wind is gentle and the fragrance of osmanthus floats. Don’t take it for granted, Chang’e can also relieve your worries. "Mid-Autumn Festival" by Ming Xu Ben The full moon is bright in autumn, and the cool night is clearer than before.
I drink with pity for the prostitute and watch the beauty climb up the tower.
The bright air floats in the golden world, and the distant light turns like a jade rope.
The colorful phoenix could not be summoned, and the flute and pipe had no support.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Tao An of the Ming Dynasty The universe and the sea are always bright and clear, illuminating the heart and mind like crystal clear water.
The moonlight is beautiful only tonight, and I let’s drink wine together in a foreign land.
Su'e feels sorry for the lonely man, while the neighbor sings and beats the drum softly.
How many times can the Mid-Autumn Festival come? We are all thousands of miles apart from each other.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" Ming Huanghuai people climbed Yu Liang Tower, the crazy clouds were especially jealous of Mid-Autumn Festival.
A traveler without a home can’t bear the sorrow and worry, who says Chang’e can relieve his sorrow?
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Li Shixing in the Ming Dynasty: The autumn sky is high and the clouds are still, the smoke is dense, the moon is clear in the sky and its white light is pale.
The thousands of miles of passes and rivers are within sight, and the wind and dew from the sky seem to wet my clothes.
Birds are nesting safely beside their nests, and fish and dragons are flying together under the water.
I recall my hometown and my close friends, and I long for home every time the holidays come.
"Mid-Autumn Festival" by Zhao Xi of the Qing Dynasty When will the bright moon appear? There is no such sorrow in Huangzhou.
The sky has already sunk, who will let the osmanthus flowers bloom?
The sick crane Ding Ling is resentful, and the autumn crickets are talented at midnight.
The shadows of mountains, rivers and the earth, and a sea tide coming.
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