Describe the Mid-Autumn Festival sentence

Wang Yuehuai

Zhang Jiuling

The sea is bright and the moon is at this time.

Lovers blame the night, and they start to love each other!

The candle is full of light and the cloak is fascinating.

Unbearable gift, still sleepy dreams.

Frost month

Li Shangyin

At first, the geese have been innocent, and the 100-foot building is high in water.

The young girl is very cold-resistant, and she is in the middle of the frost.

Autumn is full of love

Meng Haoran

The autumn sky hangs, the radiance is wet.

The horror is undecided, and the flying curtains are in.

The court is cold and shadowy, and the neighboring night is in a hurry.

What time is it? Look at the air.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Lu Guimeng

Turning the missing cream into a late turn,

A good wind is like a good time.

The curtain slanted tree is infinite,

The candle is fragrant and does not leave.

Favorite, 笙 北 北 北,

Gradually watching the stars disappeared.

Who is cooling the school,

Want to reduce the first round and noon.

Ni Zhuang Mid-Autumn Festival

Yuan Haowen

The strong meal day is thinner,

The narrow autumn is cold.

Children’s memories,

The road is difficult to understand.

Exposed into the hut,

Xisheng Rocky Beach.

In the mountains, the night comes,

I don’t see it until dawn.

August 15th, Taoyuan Play Moon

Liu Yuxi

Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, the situation is between the autumn and the fairy.

Condensed and chilled, it stands at the highest mountain.

There is no cloud in the sky, and the mountain is on the Changsong Mountain.

The group moves in a leisurely manner, and the sky is high.

Shaojun leads me to the jade altar, and the courtesy of the court is really a fairy.

Cloud * wants to play under the stars, Tianle screams muscles cold.

Jin Xia gradually went east, and the rims and shadows urged them.

It’s hard to be in a good time, and he should be jealous this year.

Mid-autumn month

Yan Shu

Ten rounds of frost shadows turned to the court, and this evening, the monks were alone.

It is not necessarily unrequited, and the jade is cold and sweet.

Mid-autumn month

Su Shi

The clouds are covered with cold, and the Yinhan silently turns to the jade plate.

This life is not good this night, where to look next tomorrow.

Night on the 15th of August

Bai Juyi

On the 15th and 15th of the past, the Qujiang River was next to the apricot garden.

On the 15th of August this year, in front of the Zhangtou Water Museum in Zhangpu.

Where is the northwestern looking town, and the southeast sees the moon a few times.

Yesterday, the wind was blowing no one, and it was like the past year.

Tianzhu Temple August 15th Night Guizi

Pi Xixiu

The jade-shaped Shanshan was next to the moon, and Luhua was picked up in front of the temple.

It’s not going to be a thing of the past, it’s a slap in the face.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Su Shi

The moon has not been out of the mountains, and Ruiguang is alive and well.

A cup of silver is not rushing, and the clouds are getting rid of the sky.

Whoever washes the scorpion for the Tiangong, should be the Minghe River.

I am so cold that I can’t afford to see the world.

The southwestern Mars is like a projectile, and the horned tail is a dragonfly.

I can't see it now, but I want to catch fire.

Whoever squatted on the boat yesterday, the thousand lights night made a fish dragon.

The twists and turns of the heartless waves, low to go to the festival with the song board.

Qingyin did not turn to the mountain, the wave * wind back to Fu Jian.

The moon is easy to disperse, and it is more important to return to drink.

The moonlight is better in front of the hall, and the throat is cold and the grass is bright.

Roller blinds are unmanned, and the window is hoarse and vague.

Nandu is engaged in poverty and poverty, and there are several people who have a poem on the moon.

The Ming Dynasty personnel followed the sunrise, and suddenly a dream Yaotai.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Rice bran

The poor Huaihai is full of silver, and the Wandao Hongguang is cherished.

If there is no moon repairing in the sky, Guizhi will lose to the west.

Ming Yue He Wei

Hey Moon, according to my bed.

The nightingale can’t be smashed.

Although the guest is happy, it is better to return early.

Out of the house, who is the one who swears!

Leading into the room, tears down the clothes.

Water tune

Su Shi

When the moon is shining, ask the wine for the sky.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will not be cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hate, and what should be long-term.

People have sorrows and joys, and there is a lack of gloom in the moon. This is an ancient and difficult thing.

Nung, moon and new moon.

Xijiang Yue

Su Shi

In Huangzhou, the spring night is in the water. Drinking alcohol and drunk. Take the moon to the Yixi Bridge, solve the saddle song, and get drunk. I am already aware of it. The chaotic mountains are crowded, the waters are stunned, and the doubts are not human. The book is on the bridge.

According to the wild light and shallow waves, the horizon is faint. The barrier mud has not solved the jade, I want to drunk the grass. Unfortunately, a stream of winds, Mo teaches to break Qiong Yao. Solving the saddle pillow green Yangqiao, Du Yu is a sound of Chun Xiao.

Back to Dong to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival

Wen Tianxiang

According to the Jiang Duan Festival, the paintings are covered with ice; waiting for the moon to raise the cup, Hu Fang is in the green. A few of the pendants of the Huaxing Star, about the impetuous moon. Wind and rain filled the city, He Xing is close to the two yang; Jiangshan is like a painting, still from the former Chibi tour. Repaying the straw, the wheel is rubbed.

Man Jianghong. Mid-Autumn Festival

Xin Qiji

Going to the West Building, afraid of the sky, floating clouds cover the moon.

But the call, the jade flute, a blow.

Who made the curling float in the world, the most pitiful jade axe repair time.

Asking questions, lonely and cold, should be Huafa.

Jade liquid is full, Qiong cup slips. Long sleeves, clear songs.

Sigh ten often eighty, want to grind.

If you have a long night, you don't necessarily look at the facts.

When I was in the past, I hated it, and said it.

Autumn night

It was originally scattered. It is called, and there is no reason to meet again.

In recent days, unexpectedly, there will be a feast.

In front of the respect, in the leisure, the eyebrows sighed.

Cause the old man to be infinite.

Qiu Ruixiang

Can't stay.

Time urged, Naifang Lanxi, good flowers, but only moments.

Caiyun is easy to loosen the glass fragile, before the inspection.

Windy moon night, a few traces of old trails.

Resent the memory.

This time, I will look back and break forever.

To Xiandao, returning to the road, there is no message.

Sauvignon Blanc

Drums Street, Lantern is full of city, and the first month of the month is Yancheng.

The night view of the Qing Dynasty, the silver arrow, the golden stem of the dew.

The lane is strange. After the Ping Kang section, listen to the song.

The phoenix candle shines. That person, did not cover the screen.

In the hustle and bustle of the scorpion, I recognized the vague old days and the elegant state.

Jiaobo Yanye, Qiaoxiao still, intentionally welcome.

The wall is right, it’s late, it’s hard to write deep.

Also known as the censorship, the name is detained, and the style has been reduced over the years.

Wang Hanyue

Bright moon, bright moon and moon. The competition is still lacking.

Just like young people in the cave, they will have a good time and leave.

The small building is based on the time of the last year.

Thousands of miles of clear light is still the same, Nai night is always, tired of people.

Haotian

Blowing residual smoke into the night wind. A Xuan Mingyue is on the curtain.

Because the people who are far away from the road are still far away, they are not the same.

Love, meaning. Biyun went back to recognize no trace.

I should only have moved forward, and I love to hold two cages.

Twelve o'clock

At the beginning of the evening, the light smokes in the cage, and the wind is shining.

Jue Cui, Liang Shengqiu. Gradually into the cold weather.

The defeated leaves knocked on the window, the west wind filled the courtyard, and the sleep could not be repaid.

More leaking, dripping worry, and feelings are born, are all in the ears.

How do you know, and at that time, it was very sloppy.

At night, sometimes on the pillow, squatting.

When the candle is dark, the wine wakes up, and Yuan is a dream again.

Sleeping, sitting alone, and all kinds of feelings.

How can I come to Yili, reunite the clouds and rain, and then the whole fragrance.

I wish you a good will, and never give up.

Nian Nujiao. Mid-Autumn Festival

Wen Zhengming

Osmanthus floating jade, the first month of the sky, the night is cool.

The wind is full of brows and bones, and people are in the Crystal Palace.

Long Yao, Guan Yan, Yang Ge boiling.

Frosty land, want to fly across the clouds.

I remember last year's eve, the wine brook pavilion, the light moon clouds come and go.

Thousands of miles of Jiangshan were dreaming yesterday, and the autumn eyes were like this.

The blue bird came to the west and reported to me.

It is said that the monks are not drunk.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Li Pu

When the air treasure mirror rises, the clouds between the clouds are silent;

Evenly divided into a full round, long with the clouds and thousands of miles;

The rabbits are falling from the strings, and the enchanting eyes are born to the eyes;

The spirits are going to work together, and the Galaxy is completely cleared.

"August 15 Night Play Moon"

Liu Yuxi

Heaven will be washed again and again this month.

The summer retreat is nine 霄 net, Qiu Cheng Wan Jingqing.

The stars make the brilliance, the wind reveals the crystal.

Can change the world, it is Yujing.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Su Shi

The clouds are covered with cold, and the Yinhan silently turns to the jade plate.

This life is not good this night, where to look next tomorrow.

"Too often cited"

Xin Qiji

A round of autumn shadows turned to gold waves, and the mirrors were re-grinded.

Ask the wine: What is being bullied by white hair!

Going by the wind, the sky is long,

Look down at the mountains and rivers. Going to Gui Po. Humanity is more clear.

Taiwanese folk songs:

"Mid-Autumn Festival"

Lonely shadows look at the geese, thousands of gold lie to the ills; the hometown autumn recalls the moon, exotic nights.

The hand has not climbed the laurel, and the sacred sacred bananas;

"Monday Nights"

The star is thin and cold, and the galaxy is silent.

Where is the Guanshan family, and the night comes to visit more people.

"torment"

The night is deep, the moon is hanging high in the middle of the sky, silent and silent; sleepy,

If you are in a dream, you will be restless, so the national garden will be in your head;

Bitter suffering, return to empty, such as burning the heart.

Separate monthly

Li Bai

There is a pot of wine in the flower, and there is no blind date.

Toasting to the moon, the shadow of the three.

The month does not dissolve, the followers follow me.

Temporary with the moon, the music must be spring.

I am singing the moon, I am dancing.

When you wake up, you will be happy with each other.

Forever ruthless tour, the phase of Yunhan.

August 15th Night

Du Fu

The full moon flies the mirror, and the heart is folded.

Turning the pontoon is far away, climbing the sky and raising the sky.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and Lin Yu sees feathers.

At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I just want to count the autumn.

Fifteen nights

Wang Jian

The white arboreal crow in the atrium, the cold and silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is full of people, I don’t know who the fall is!

Nanzhai playing month

Wang Changling

When the high bed is in the south, it is spit at the beginning of the opening month.

Qinghui 澹水木, performed in the window.

A few sturdy, Cheng Cheng changed to ancient times.

The beauty of the Qingjiang River is the harder the night.

How is the thousand miles, the breeze blowing Lan Du.

Mid-autumn month

Su Shi

The clouds are covered with cold, and the Yinhan silently turns to the jade plate.

This life is not good this night, where to look next tomorrow.

Mid-autumn month

Qi

The empty blue cloudless wet clothes, the stars are outside the clear regulations.

Donglin is getting worse and higher, and the four seas are watching the road.

It is also a clear distinction, and Ken teaches the darkness to take Danzhi.

Poor off the night 婵 Juan shadow, facing the five-hour drink.

Guan Shanyue

Li Bai

The moon rises out of the mountains, and the sky is between the clouds.

Long winds of tens of thousands of miles, blowing Yumenguan.

Han Xiabai boarded the road, Hu Jingqing Bay.

From the battlefield, no one is still there.

The singer looks at the side and thinks more about it.

When the tall building was this night, the sigh was not idle.

Night thinking

Li Bai

The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Looking up at the moon, looking down at hometown.

Moon night

Liu Fangping

Deeper moonlight half-man, Beidou 阑 dry Nandou oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the insects are new and green.

嫦娥

Li Shangyin

The mica screen is dark and the long river is falling into the star.

You should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and the night.

Moonlight recalls the younger brother

Du Fu

The gongs and drums are broken, and the autumn is a geese.

Dew from the white tonight, the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers scattered, no family to ask dead.

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