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Eight words about Mid-Autumn Festival

1. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival Selected Poems: Drink the bright moon alone, Li Bai, from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.

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.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people 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?

Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.

Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.

I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?

Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.

Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.

On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.

Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.

In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people 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?

Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside 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.

On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.

Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.

Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.

Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.

Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.

The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. 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. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.

Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.

The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. I can't sleep at night and wander around in my clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Leading back to the room, tears stained clothes.

When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.

I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.

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.

Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.

Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.

The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.

According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.

It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.

The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.

The Mid-Autumn Festival sent Xin Qiji to the West Building, fearing that Yun Zheyue would be released in the sky. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise.

Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e

2. Poem about drinking alone while enjoying the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival Li Bai is from from a pot of wine among the flowers, and I drink alone. No one is with me.

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.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.

The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.

3. Mid-Autumn Festival blessing eight-character idiom idioms about blessings (idioms describing blessings)

[Amitabha] Buddhist language, the Buddhist name used by Buddhist believers, means to pray or thank the gods.

Bon voyage means that there were no accidents on the journey. It is also used to greet people who go out.

Used as a blessing or auspicious word for marriage.

[Five men and two women] "Poem Zhao Nan Hebi One Preface" Kong Yinjin Huangfu Mi Yun: "The king of Wu has five men and two women." It is said that there are five children and two women. Later, it was used to show that children and grandchildren are blessed. Song often draws and prints pictures of five men and two women on paper or gifts to express his blessing.

[Longevity] Life expectancy is very long, and you can live to be one hundred years old. Often used as a word to wish a long life.

[Good luck] Very auspicious and smooth. Used for divination and blessing in the old days.

This poem about Mid-Autumn Festival is five words "Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang). Li Puhao's eyes are shining in the sky, and the clouds are silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

"Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Summer retreats and autumn retreats.

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.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? 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. Mid-Autumn Festival date in recent years: 65438+6 2006 10 Responder: r Authoritative genius-scholar 3-20 grade 20:59 Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry The 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival in China, and it is also the second largest traditional festival in China after the Spring Festival.

August 15th is in the middle of autumn, so it is called Mid-Autumn Festival. The ancient calendar in China called August in the middle of autumn "Mid-Autumn Festival", so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called "Mid-Autumn Festival".

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is bright. The ancients regarded the full moon as a symbol of reunion, so August 15 was also called "Reunion Festival". Throughout the ages, people often describe "joys and sorrows" as "the moon is full and the moon is absent", and the wanderers living in other places rely on the moon to express their deep affection.

Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote poems such as "Looking up, it's moonlight, then leaning back, suddenly thinking about hometown", "Knowing that the dew is frost tonight, the moonlight at home is bright!" Du Fu's "Spring Breeze is Green in Jiang Nanan" and Wang Anshi's "When Will the Moon Shine on Me" in the Song Dynasty are all timeless masterpieces. On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.

I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people 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?

Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.

Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor night ChanJuan shadow, facing five waiting for residual wine.

Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.

Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.

The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.

Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.

I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?

Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.

Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.

On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.

Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.

Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.

In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.

In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people 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?

Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside 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.

On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Seeing the Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival comes from Su Shi's "The Mountain is High Before the Bright Moon", and the red light thousands of feet gives birth to white hair. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.

Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.

Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.

Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.

Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.

The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. 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. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.

Climbing stairs and looking at the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor in Huaihai.