"Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.
"Water Tune Song Tou" (Song) Su Dongpo was drinking happily in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate. When will it grow round? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
"Mid-Autumn Moon" (Song) Su Shi's twilight clouds are all cold, and the silver people silently turn to the jade plate. This life is not a long night, where to see the bright moon next year. "Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turned into a golden wave, flying the mirror and grinding it again.
Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi.
Human nature is clearer. Taiwanese folk song: "Mid-Autumn Thoughts" looks at geese alone, and misses mink for a thousand dollars; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.
My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea. "Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" stars are thin and the moon is cold and easy to get rid of the Milky Way, and everything is silent. Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.
"Suffering" is late at night, the moon is high and the day is high, and it is silent; Sleepy eyes, like a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart; Suffering is like burning the heart of a king. "Looking at the Moon on the Pavilion on the 15th of August" (Tang) On the 15th night of August last year, Bai Juyi was at the edge of the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven and is in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
—— Li Bai Guan Shanyue The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
-Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" The moon has now crossed the sea, and the end of the world is * * *. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far", he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .
-Du Fu's "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night" The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and its luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
-Meng Haoran's "Autumn Night under the Moon" On the night of August 15 the year before last, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
-Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August" The atrium is a crow in Bai Shu, and the osmanthus in Coody Leng is silent and wet. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" has turned to the court for ten rounds, and this evening is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon" The moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's "Mid-Autumn Festival Seeing the Moon" is full of cold clouds, and silver and Han silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi is poor in the autumn and the moon, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong is a mussel.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Mi Fei's Mid-Autumn Festival: Climbing the Tower and Looking at the Moon; Go to the west wing, afraid of the weather, Yun Zheyue.
But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong" waits for the bright moon to raise a glass, and the fragrance disappears.
Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Return to Dong Mid-Autumn Festival, Please Give a Banquet" berthed at the west of the city at dusk, and sailed the long bridge to see the full moon.
Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's "Fifteen Nights Arriving in Jianning" traveled to Qiu Guang and was fragrant everywhere.
The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Zhang Huangyan's Mid-Autumn Festival on a Boat 3. The Dragon Boat Festival (Tang), an ancient poem describing the Dragon Boat Festival, is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, which is widely rumored to be Qu Yuan throughout the ages. I can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but I can't wash it straight.
Seven laws. Dragon Boat Festival (Tang Dynasty) Yin's Spring Festival is more affectionate, but he is old and knows that he will be emotional; It's useless, but just pray for wine and wine. The temples add white heads every day, and pomegranates bloom every year; Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in several names.
Song (excerpt) (Tang) On May 5 th, Zhang Jianfeng was sunny and sang Xiaoying around the river; Before the monarch left the county, he heard the harmony on the river early; The monarch came out, and the horse was led by the red flag; The clothes on both sides of the strait smell fragrant, and the silver hairpin shines on the frost blade; The drums sounded three times and the red flag opened, and two dragons jumped out of the water; Shadow waves fly to Wan Jian, and the drums sound like thunder; The drums are getting closer and closer, and the eyes of the two dragons are like an instant; The people on the slope thundered and the rainbow on the pole was dizzy; The front boat won the bid to launch, and the rear boat lost momentum and waved. Jielingmen. Duanyang (Qing) Li Jingshan Sakura Mulberry and Acorus calamus are placed side by side with a pot of realgar wine.
There is yellow paper hanging outside the door, but I suspect that the account owner is afraid of spells. Seven laws. Dragon Boat Festival, the old house is full of wind and rain, and the children in the village are still wearing old clothes; Invited to bring a hat, dare to love the thatched cottage for the mud; Guests who are related by flesh and blood and have no money to buy wine for sale; At that time, the fish was three feet, not as delicious as the beans today.
4. Ancient poems describing the Lantern Festival: "The fifteenth night of the first month" (Tang) Su Dao Wei Huo Shu Yin Hua, the star bridge lock, the lamp tree shines thousands of times. As soon as the moon comes.
Prostitutes are ruined, and songs are ruined. The capital has been abolished, so don't worry about the timing of leaking jade. Don't let the only midnight snack pass by in a hurry this year.
"Yuan Ye" (Tang Dynasty) Cui leaked the copper pot, but the iron gate was locked all night; Who can sit on the moon and smell the lights? Fifteen nights watching lanterns (Tang Dynasty) A fragrant banquet was held in Lu Jinli, the early year of Lan Hongyan.
The color is far, and the light is far. After the fall of China people's suspected star, the building was like a hanging moon.
Don't laugh so much, come and show off the nine branches. Night Lights on the Fifteenth Day of the First Month (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Hu unlocked thousands of households and moved to Beijing in the middle of the first month.
Three hundred wives dance sleeves into the sky.
2. Recite ancient poems for about two minutes. The classic and bold kind. It is better to use words. For example, Li Bai's "Red River is Difficult to Walk", the golden bottle fights for thousands of drinks, and the jade plate is worth millions of dollars. I throw a stick cup, but I can't eat or drink. I pull out my dagger and look at the sky all the way. I want to cross the Yellow River and ice the ferry. Who is going to snow in Taihang? I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing in a boat towards the sun. It is very difficult to go, it is difficult to travel, and there are many detours. Now I am at home. Prison wall (Tan Sitong) Look at the door. Crazy songs, empty life, who is domineering? Breaking the array, giving Chen Tongfu (Xin Qiji) strong words, watching swords drunk, dreaming of blowing horns and fighting for a long time. Under the command of 800 Li, 50 strings turned over the Great Wall, and stationed in the battlefield in the golden autumn. Horse-made Lu, as fast as a bolt from the blue. However, what happened in the king's world earned him a reputation before his death. What a pity! Nian Nujiao's Red Cliff is nostalgic for the River of No Return, and the waves are exhausted. Is a romantic figure through the ages. To the west of the base, it is the Red Cliff in the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang. Rocks are flying in the air, crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of accumulated snow. Once, there were many heroes. In the past, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time and handsome and heroic. He fanned himself with a black silk scarf, talking and laughing, feeling weak all over. His country is wandering. Yellow on the left and white on the right. Golden hat, mink and fur, a thousand riding and rolling hills. If you want to report the whole city to the prefect, you will see Sun Lang. What's the harm in having a full stomach and an open chest? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? He can bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius. Chen Tang (vice captain of the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty) killed my ambassador in South Vietnam, and the massacre was nine counties; Kill my Han emissary and hang his head in the north que; If North China kills our envoy, it will be destroyed immediately. Those who make me strong will be wiped out far away! All my life, I have been thinking about breaking the world of mortals, hiding my sword in Xuan Lu, and lost myself in thousands of battles. I claimed that I didn't mention the blade. I was born with pride in my eyes. In spring, I met Jun Jun like a dream, laughing without a trace, saying nothing, and misty. I bowed my head and thought, but I was confused. There was nothing in the world and there was no comfort. My heart is as cold as frost. I wrote "When do courtiers hate it?" Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is short of food. I am eager to eat the meat of Land Rover and talk about drinking the blood of Xiongnu. From scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, I am in heaven. Heroes in the world come from our generation, and I can't help getting drunk when I enter the Jianghu. I am riding a sword and waving the ghost rain, and my bones are flying like birds. The world is like a flood, only sighing for a few people in the Jianghu. Xia Jueju (Li Qing Shu Yun (Li Bai) Who refuses to cross Jiangdong? Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building saw me off yesterday, so I can't stay long. People who disturb my heart today are even more troubled. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng. I am facing them in this villa and drinking my wine. The bones of great writers are your brushes. In the school in heaven, I grew up beside you. We are all proud and want to catch the bright moon in the sky. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords and raise our glasses to dispel their worries, because the world can't satisfy our desire, the Ming Dynasty sent a ship to search. Being arrested and occupied (Wang Jingwei) became a delusion. I am tireless in flying alone, ashamed to chase the waves and float purple, and it is difficult to render it from knowledge; When he was in a good mood, he recognized the blood stain, sang Yancheng songs generously, and calmly became a prisoner of Chu; Lead the knife into quick success and instant benefit, and live up to the youth's head and leave the soul, and the residual body will pay the ash; Blue phosphorescence never dies, and it shines in Yantai every night.
3. Ask for a reading manuscript about the feelings of China's classical poems. Poetic, fragrant and elegant. Poetry is a colorful dream. In this dream, there are the rain and fog of Liuhua Bridge, the distant dusk of the Mohe River, the lofty sentiments of the strong wind rising in the clouds and the faint thoughts of sitting alone in the west window to arrange flowers ... Once upon a time, a person sat by the corner window of a small room, holding a book of poetry in his hand, and integrated himself into that thousand years ago. Once upon a time, I let my thoughts fly to the junction of water and sky in the south of the Yangtze River, listening to the fishing boat singing late, and wondering if the midnight bell has reached the passenger ship. Once upon a time, I read Acacia in the drizzle, and I was disappointed with Yang Liuan Xiaofeng and the faint guzheng. Once upon a time, I wanted to go out and face it with a smile, singing whether our generation is Artemisia capillaris ... reading poetry is more fragrant like tea, or brewing more wine like wine. This is a supreme spiritual enjoyment ... seeing flowers in spring, listening to cicadas in summer, blowing autumn moon in summer and drinking winter frost are the elegant and quiet ideals pursued by Gao Fei's retreat. Since they can't help the world at the same time, they choose loneliness. Seeing Nanshan leisurely, "Yuanmingju wine is both idle and sparse." In the picturesque scenery of "peach is full of rain, willow green is more smoky", the only quiet king Mosuo just wants to put a leaf on the boat. I will go to the water to stop me, and then sit and watch Master Meng, who is walking on clouds and your fame rising to the sky, so charming that he forgets the scientific research of drinking. It is really "the importance of giving up hats and chariots in rosy youth."
Tao Qian is idle, Wang Wei is quiet, Meng Haoran is dissolute and Lin Hejing is noble. The poems in their works sparkle with smart brilliance and stick to the free spiritual home. It is the heroic pursuit and tragic feelings of the enterprising person to win the sword, gallop in Liangzhou and leave the king behind. To this end, Wei Wu waved his whip, Yue Mu rushed to the crown, released a bird to his son, and Jia Xuan watched the sword. The clanking iron language of "national disaster is at the head, and death is sudden" crosses time and space and resounds through the sky; "I was born useful, spinning 1000 pieces of silver, all back" lofty ambition! Will always scare you in one place and let you shoot eucalyptus; There are thousands of spacious buildings in Qian Qian, and all the poor people in the world are happy. How can such feelings not make people feel deeply? Such feelings have changed the weakness of literati and poets. Without romantic feelings, they have built the backbone of the nation with iron bones. How can we not let people respect their feelings! Poetry is to paint landscapes, express emotions, express aspirations and express reason. Just after enjoying the beautiful scenery of the desert, I suddenly felt a sense of melancholy that "how many things happened in Penglai, looking back in vain, is full of gloom"; Just sad and helpless, the years are fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, I am inspired by and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea's lofty aspirations; Just now, I wandered in the proud language of "90,000 Li Fengpeng is in the right place", and suddenly pondered the profound philosophy of "Why is the canal so clear that it has flowing water at its source". Poetry is full of words when it is silent, and endless when it is exhausted. "Chen Qiang was lucky enough to travel all over Chen Shan. For whom?" He asked, but didn't answer, giving you a sad heart. But it is said that the weather is cool and it is a good autumn. He said he was not worried, but it made people feel sad everywhere. This time, it is not a "sad" word. Read the poem, read the silence behind his words, and you will really understand this poem. Reading poetry is like walking on a shady road. The beautiful scenery on your face is often dazzling and addictive. When you face the moon and fall off the cliff, you can't help dancing. Holding a glass of moonlight and touching a pulse of poetry, the night is beautiful.
4. The ideal transparent body with sunshine and water is fascinating. It begins with a book, a casual look and a bizarre story, and the obscure cause. The snow has melted, and the singing of birds in the sky will not stop beyond the mountain. Qingquan is still a faint youth. It responds to the demands of human souls with green flowers. The ideal sunlight is reflected by water and water body, and then hangs upside down. Shadow is like a story connected with another story, forming its own body and world. When the desert retreats, let the condensed clouds and unprovoked feelings drift with the wind, let the fearless spirits of the earth play holy and lasting music, and let the acacia and consciousness that go deep into fate point straight ahead. The ideal sunshine is hidden in the water, blue and deep. It meditates from far and near to far, approaching step by step, approaching the nonsense of truth and illusion, being greedy for dreams and being suppressed by conscience. Still confused and ignorant eyes have forgotten the migration again and again. Those words of love must also be life's perception of the sunshine brought by ideals. Thoughts lurking in the soul are like the old saying in this spring. How can I touch and read with my heart's hand, and achieve my future ideal in that emotion? For example, the landlord has many dreams about the future. Flying freely with wings, such as backpacking around or hiding in the mountains, floating clouds and wild cranes, and my dream now is to have a small house with big French windows in this strange city. The early morning sunshine filled the corner, and in the melody of light and shadow, I slowly recalled the dull confusion in the past and the illusion of crossing the clouds, and then suddenly became enlightened.
5. Just recite "Into the Wine" in classic ancient poems. (qiāng) Entering the wine is very imposing [Tang] Li Bai's "Yuefu Poetry", how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return! Have you ever noticed that in the bright mirror of the high room, what lovely hair, although still silky black in the morning, turns into snow at night! Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and don't let Jin Zun (zūn) fly to the moon.
Since God has given talents, let them be used! Don't come back until your daughter is gone. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
(Will need: should) Master Cen (cén), Dan Qiusheng, put (qiāng) into the wine and keep drinking. Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
(Note: People's Education Edition high school textbooks can also be used as "listening ears") It is not expensive enough to turn a bell and drum into jade (Note: it can also be used as "not expensive enough" here), and I hope I will never wake up after getting drunk. (Note: There is another version that I hope I won't wake up when I am drunk.) The sober people and sages of all ages have been forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Prince Chen gave a banquet (lè), contended for wine (zü) and joked (xuè) at the completion palace. (You can also watch the music inside (yuè)) Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? (Note: This can also be used as "talk less about money"? Diameter (j ū) must be sold (gū) depending on you (zhuó).
(diameter: straightforward. ) Five flowers and horses, golden autumn (qiú) and tiger river (jiāng) change wine and sell with you.