A collection of four verses about the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. Four lines of ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

Four lines of ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival:

1. "Chang'e" - Tang Dynasty - Li Shangyin

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The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river is gradually setting and the stars are sinking.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

Interpretation: The shadow of the candle reflects deeply on the mica screen, the Milky Way gradually sinks, and the morning star gradually disappears. Chang'e regretted being lonely and secretly taking the elixir. Facing the blue sea and blue sky, I miss the world day and night.

2. "Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du" - Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.

Interpretation: Magpies and crows live on the snow-white trees on the courtyard floor, and the autumn dew silently wets the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the courtyard. Tonight, people are all looking up at the bright moon in the sky. I wonder whose house this autumn feeling falls on?

3. "Mid-Autumn Moon" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently,

This night in this life is not long. Okay, where can I see the bright moon next year?

Definition: As night falls, the clouds disappear, the sky and the earth are filled with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently, and the bright moon turns to the sky, as white and crystal clear as a jade plate. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly hidden by wind and clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really rare! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to watch the moon?

4. "Mid-Autumn Moon" - Song Dynasty - Yan Shu

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.

Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.

Interpretation: Under the moonlight, the shadows of the sycamore trees move unconsciously as time goes by, still facing the corner alone on this reunion night. Chang'e in the Moon Palace may not feel regretful now. After all, the only ones accompanying her are the cold Moon Palace and the lonely laurel tree.

5. "Looking at the Moon at the Mid-Autumn Festival" - Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner and the moon has cleared, and a cloud of ice hangs from the crow-green curtain.

Suddenly I feel that tonight, the moon is not clinging to the sky alone.

Interpretation: It is just approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full, and it seems to be a ball of ice hanging on the crow-green curtain. Suddenly, I felt that the moon tonight was traveling alone in a space isolated from the sky.

6. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

Definition: The bright moonlight shines on the window paper in front of the bed, as if there is a layer of frost on the ground. I couldn't help but raise my head and look at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day. I couldn't help but lower my head and think about my hometown far away.

2. Four lines of ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

The moon on the fifteenth night of August

Du Fu

The full moon flies into the mirror, and the sword is folded when returning.

Transfer The ground is far away, and the osmanthus is high in the sky.

There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are seen in the forest.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the autumn hairs.

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Wang Jian

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight when the moon is bright and everyone looks at it, I don’t know who is thinking about autumn. Home!

Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai

Wang Changling

When I was lying high in Nanzhai, the curtains were opening and the moon was rising.

The clear light, water and trees, performed Ripples in the window.

The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes into the past and present.

The beauty is beside the Qingjiang River, and the night is more bitter.

Thousands of miles** *How, the breeze blows Landu.

Mid-Autumn Moon

Su Shi

The dusk clouds are gone and overflowing with clear cold, the silver man turns the jade plate silently.

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Mid-Autumn Moon

Qi has finished

The sky is blue, cloudless, wet clothes are dew, and the stars are shining The clear rules are flowing out.

The east forest is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.

There is still a bright and bright soul, willing to teach the darkness to get the elixir branches.

Poor Chanjuan’s shadow at Guan Ye, facing the remaining wine of the Five Hours.

Guan Shanyue

Li Bai

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds < /p>

The garrisonmen look at the side, thinking about returning home with so much sadness.

The tall building is like this at night, and I have no time to sigh.

Night Thoughts

Li Bai

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown.

Moonlight Night

Liu Fangping

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper 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 the blue sea and blue sky are in my heart every night.

< p> Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

Du Fu

The sound of drums breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. < /p>

All the brothers are scattered, and they have no family to ask about life and death.

The letters sent have not arrived, but the army has not stopped.

Look at the moon and embrace the distance

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 miss each other at night!

When the candle is extinguished, the light is full of pity, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear the gift, but I still have a good night’s sleep.

Frost Moon

Li Shangyin

When I first heard that Zhengyan has no cicadas, the water from a hundred-foot-high building reaches the sky.

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon

< p> Feeling pregnant under the autumn moon 3. Four poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. "Climbing the Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Song Dynasty: Mi Fu

Poor eyesight 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.

Translation:

As far as the eye can see, the sea water of Huaihai is shining with white light like silver. Under the colorful light, clams are pregnant with pearls.

If no one repairs the moon in the sky, the osmanthus branches will probably burst the moon.

2. "Mid-Autumn Festival"

Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu

The fragrance of Xiaolian is heard, and the rain remains in the country of water.

The weather is just right, and the guests are at peace.

When will the rebellion cease, so the old men are all alive.

It is difficult to entertain myself at this time, and I have never studied Zen.

Translation:

After the rain in the Jiangnan water town, the air is fresh and pleasant, and the fragrance of lotus flowers blows against your face.

This kind of weather makes people feel more comfortable, but the sadness of living in a foreign country arises in my heart.

The society is in turmoil, and wars are breaking out. It is not known when it will subside; and it is unknown how many of the old friends in the troubled times can be saved.

Such a depressed mood is difficult to resolve because I have never studied Buddhism to soothe my mind.

3. "Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon"

Tang Dynasty: Cao Song

On the third and fifth day of autumn in a cloudless world, you can see toads roaming the sea.

Until the end of the sky, I never took a private photo of a person.

Translation:

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky was clear and cloudless, and people looked up at the bright moon that had just emerged from the sea.

I saw its silver radiance spreading to the ends of the earth, never shining on a house privately.

4. "Two Poems on the Mid-Autumn Moon·Part 2"

Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao

The round soul and the cold sky all say that the four seas are the same.

How do you know that thousands of miles away, there is no rain or wind?

Translation:

A bright moon rises in the night sky. They say that the moonlight is the same everywhere.

How do you know that there are no violent storms and rains thousands of miles away?

5. "Mid-Autumn Festival"

Tang Dynasty: Sikong Tu

Outside the leisurely singing of the autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely.

If there is no moon this night, the whole year will be in vain.

Translation:

Walking in the autumn night and singing softly in my spare time, I always feel empty, depressed and uneasy.

If there is no full moon tonight, this autumn will be wasted. 4.4 poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

"The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The full moon flies into the mirror, and the sword returns to the heart.

Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair.

"Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"

Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.

"Mid-Autumn Moon"

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear 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?

5. The entire Mid-Autumn Festival poem is composed of 4 lines

On the night of August 15th, when the moon was full, Du Fu flew into the mirror, returned to his heart and folded his sword. He turned around and walked far away, climbing the osmanthus and looking up to the sky. The waterway was suspicious of frost and snow, but he could see it in the forest. Feathers. Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the autumn hairs. On the fifteenth night, I looked at the moon and crows roosted on the white trees in Wang Jian's atrium. The cold dew wetted the sweet-scented osmanthus without a sound. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks at it, I don't know who is thinking about autumn! When the King of Wan Yue in Nanzhai was lying in Nanzhai at an advanced age, he opened the curtains and vomited at the beginning of the month. The clear brilliance of the water and trees played on the window. The passage was full and empty, and the clarity became the past and the present. The beauty was by the Qingjiang River, and the night was full of pain. Thousands of miles* **How ??is it, the breeze blows Landu. In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Su Shi's dusk clouds are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not be good, and the bright moon will be nowhere to be seen next year. The Mid-Autumn Moon has become clear and cloudless, and the dewy clothes are wet, The light of all the stars is clear and clear. The east forest is not hindered by the rising trend, and the four seas are looking at the road. Xu Mingming's chanting soul is still willing to teach the dark to take the elixir branches. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the five-hour residual wine. Guan Li Bai in the mountain moon, the bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles long, blowing across Yumen Pass. The Han descends to the white road, and Hu peeks into the Qinghai Bay. From the battlefield, no one has returned. The garrisoners look at the side and look sad at the thought of returning home. The tall building is like this night, and I can't sigh. I think about the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed at night, suspecting that it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown. On a moonlit night, Liu Fangping is deeper and the moonlight is half of his house, and the North Dipper is tilted towards the South Dipper. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm. , the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. The candle shadow of Chang'e and Li Shangyin is deep on the mica screen, and the dawn stars are sinking in the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are in my heart every night. On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law Du Fu's garrison drum, which cuts off the pedestrians, and a wild goose on the edge of autumn. Sound. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. My brothers are all scattered, and I have no home to ask about life and death. The letter has not arrived, and the situation is that the army has not stopped. Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling has a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lover's resentment In the distant night, I feel lovesickness at night! When the candle is extinguished, the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them to you, but I still have a good night's sleep. In the frost moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there are no cicadas in Zhengyan, and the water from a hundred-foot-high building reaches the sky. The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant, and there is frost in the middle of the month. Dou Chanjuan in the autumn night is pregnant with Meng Haoran under the moonlight in the autumn sky. The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies are not settled yet, and the flying fireflies roll in. The cold shadows of the locust trees in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgent at night. What a wonderful time! Standing looking at the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon. The tortoises are covered with snow and the frost has turned late. The good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are leaning and the trees are separated by infinite love. The candles are faint and fragrant. I sit there without hesitation. I love the sound of Sheng tunes in the north. I gradually lose sight of the stars. Nan Ji. Who is the school's cooling force, who wants to reduce the first round and noon time. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuanhao asks Qiang to eat too thin, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn. Children remember each other, but they don't know how difficult it is to travel. Dew enters the hut, and the stream The rocky beach is noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven’t seen it until dawn. On the night of August 15th, I played with the moon in Taoyuan. Liu Yu saw the moon in the tin dust, and his heart was leisurely. It was in the fairy mansion in the clear autumn. The light was condensed and the cold dew fell. At this time, he stood on the highest mountain. The blue sky There are no clouds and no wind, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing below them. I take a leisurely look at the crowds of people moving around, and the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart. Young Master led me up to the jade altar, and offered my courtesy to the real immortal officials from afar. The stars are moving below, and there is a sound of music in the sky, which makes the bones and muscles cold. The golden clouds gradually rise to the east, and the shadows of the wheels are still seen frequently. It is difficult to see the beautiful scenery again, and I should be melancholy on this day of the year. The Mid-Autumn Moon is full of ten frost shadows turning around the courtyard. Wu, I am alone in the corner this evening. It may not be that Su'e has no regrets. The jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely. The Mid-Autumn moon is full of Su Shi's dusk clouds and is overflowing with coldness. The silver man turns the jade plate silently. In this life, this night will not be good. Where can I see the bright moon next year? On the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi looked at the moon in Huan Pavilion. On the night of August 15th last year, by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pond. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Pavilion in Penpu. Looking to the northwest, I saw the full moon several times in the southeast. Yesterday the wind blew and no one could see it, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, when the osmanthus bark was closed, a jade stone was found under the moon. In front of the temple, a new dew flower was found. Nothing happened in the sky so far. It should be thrown by Chang'e. People. Mid-Autumn Festival sees the moon and the child by Su Shi. The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet away. The silver is flowing out, and the chaotic clouds are broken like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use the thousands of dendrobium water from the Ming River. Then Leng Leng Looking at the people in the world, I can't bear to look at Zhanran. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and green. The eyes can't see it tonight, and the fireflies are allowed to fight to clear the cold. Who is the boat in ancient times? Thousands of lights in the night make fishes and dragons change. The twists and turns are careless. Waves, low and high, go to the festival and follow the singing board. The green phoenix disappears and turns to the front of the mountain. The waves* (wind left and right) will not be strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will see it again. The moonlight is getting brighter in front of the hall. Qinghao, the throat is cold* (the general is under the insect) and the dew grass is singing. There is no one behind the curtain, and only the old man Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty when working in the southern capital. There are a few people who write poems about the moon. The personnel of the Ming Dynasty follow At sunrise, I suddenly had a dream of a guest from Yaotai. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, I climbed up the tower to look at the full moon. The Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the pearls. If there is no moonlight in the sky, the cinnamon branches will support the west wheel. How bright is the bright moon? Bright and bright, light up my bed curtains. I can't sleep at night because of my worries, so I pick up my clothes and wander around. Although I am enjoying my travels, it's better to return home early. When I leave home and wander alone, who should I accuse of my worries? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes. 6. Five ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

1. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

Ten frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner.

Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.

2. "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" Pi Rixiu, Tang Dynasty

A jade stone falls under the moon wheel, and a new dew 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.

3. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts.

4. "Mid-Autumn Festival" Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty

Outside the leisurely singing of the autumn scenery, everything feels leisurely.

If there is no moon this night, the whole year will be in vain.

5. "Mid-Autumn Festival Playing with the Moon" Ming·Anonymous

The group left the cape and gradually entered the Yunqu.

This night is full, where is the clear light? 7. Ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

Original publisher: Li Pengya

Ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

Part 1: Ancient poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival in Chinese and English

Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" - translated by Mr. Xu Yuanchong (original text)

When will the bright moon come?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know the palace in the sky,

What year is it today?

I want to ride the wind back home,

but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings,

It is too cold at high places.

Dance and clear the shadow,

How does it seem to be in the human world.

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion,

Low Qihu,

The light is sleepless.

There should be no hatred,

Why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

Chapter 2: Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

Poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival

There are many poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival in our country since ancient times. The following are the poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Some of the more famous poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival were left behind.

Thoughts on a Quiet Night

Li Bai

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

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

Moonlight Night

Liu Fangping

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is tilted towards 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 shadows of candles on the mica screen are deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking in the long river.

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

Mid-Autumn Festival

Li Pu

The treasure mirror rises in the sky, and the fairy sounds in the clouds are silent;

The autumn colors are evenly divided, and the round is full, Stay with the clouds for thousands of miles;

The cunning rabbit falls out of the string, and the monsters stop appearing in front of you;

The souls make an appointment to join hands together, and wait until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Look at the moon and embrace the distance

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, it is filled with pity and light, 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

When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water a hundred feet high reached the sky. 8. Are there any poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Osmanthus flowers and jade fill the streets in the first month of the year, and the night is as cool as a wash. ——Wen Zhengming's "Nian Nujiao Lai·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon"

The wind blows, my eyebrows and bones are cold, and I am in the Crystal Palace. ——Wen Zhengming's "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon" from

There is no other world, only seen over there, the light and shadow are to the east. ——Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow" Mid-Autumn Festival Drinking Guests. 》

The sky is full of sweat, but the wind is blowing and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. ——Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow" Mid-Autumn Festival Drinking Guests. 》

The crystal curtain is not lowered, the mica screen is opened, and the beauty light powder is cold soaked. ——Chao Buzhi's "Dongxiange·Sizhou Du Mid-Autumn Festival"

But he is afraid of being the same as Wang Can, so he always climbs the tower. ——Su Che's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"

The boat under the willow is still not stable, but it will take a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival comes again. ——Liu Guo's "Tang Duoling·Lu Ye Man Tingzhou"

I want to ride on the wind, but I suddenly go back, so why ride on the wings of a roc. —— Su Shi's "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival"

I am afraid that thousands of miles of whales will break through the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower. ——Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slow" Mid-Autumn Festival Drinking Guests.

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