On Su Shi's Moon Poems

1. What are Su Shi's poems about the moon?

Song dynasty

Spring night

Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

Song Guan balcony sound fine, swinging yard night heavy.

Zhao junfen

Who made three moves in huanyi and broke the dream of green window?

The crescent moon and the sad smoke filled the river.

Whether you want to go or not, tomorrow will be the end of the flower.

Flocculant is delivered to the ship, and water flows eastward.

Minus Magnolia-Chunyue

In the spring afternoon, the fragrant mash danced.

Nine winding corridors, dancing steps, trees among trees, half withered, and the wine is fragrant to plum.

Light clouds, thin fog and moonlight on such a spring night are the time for young people to enjoy happiness.

Unlike the autumn moon, people who cling to leave are injured twice.

Huanxisha

Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free.

At dusk, the rain is whispering.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west!

Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

Huanxisha

The mountains are immersed in the faint glow, and the wind in Xiangchuan spits cold flowers.

Crows are scattered in the distant forest houses.

Dreaming of how many roads there are in my hometown, I am drunk and look around the world.

The moonlight shines for thousands of miles and the sand is flat.

Yu Meiren-Beautiful Hall tells the gift of the past.

Hushanxin is a beauty in the southeast, with a distance of thousands of miles.

How soon will your majesty come back? It makes your majesty drunk.

Who sings at the beginning of the Shahetang lantern festival?

In the dead of night, there is only one bright moon in Liuli Bi.

Nanxiangzi

The ninth building in Han Hui is Xu Junyou.

The first frost water marks, light blue scales exposed to the distant continent.

The wine is fading away, the wind is soft and chilly, and the broken hat is affectionate but affectionate.

If the festival is rewarded, it will ruin the autumn.

Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Flowers wither and red apricots are small.

Swallows fly, green water people go around.

There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea!

Swing inside and outside the wall

The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

Xiangzi crossed Qilitan.

Get on a boat and wave a pair of oars, like a frightened swan, skimming over the water.

The sky is blue, the color is clear, the mountains and mountains are bright, as far as the river, and the waves are as flat as a mirror.

Swimming fish, counting, appearing like running water from time to time; By the water, egret point, relax.

The stream during the day is crystal clear; Dawn river, cold and frost; The stream next month is a bright crystal world.

Hills on both sides of the strait, looking at the depth, picturesque; Seen from the route, the curve is tortuous, like a screen.

Yan Guang smiled in vain this year and never really enjoyed the scenery of this beautiful place.

The emperor and the hermit are now like a dream, leaving only an empty name.

There are only distant mountains and mountains; White clouds in the mountains, wind changes; Xiao Shan Xiao, want to drop green.

Jiangchengzi-Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Prelude to water melody

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.

I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

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.

Missing Nu Wa —— Nostalgia of Chibi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time.

Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

Hidden in the Water —— Zhang Zhifu, the Second Rhyme of Huayang Ci

Much like a flower, it seems that it is not a flower, and no one falls to the ground.

Throwing it on the side of the road seems heartless, but it is full of affection.

It was she who was injured, euphemistically confused, trying to open her mouth but closing it tightly.

To go with the wind, to find a loved one, but also by the relentless call of the oriole.

I don't hate this kind of flowers falling completely, but I hate the West Garden, which is full of withered flowers.

Where are the traces when it rains? A pool of ping is broken.

If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water.

In detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little bit, which makes people cry.

2. About Su Shi's famous poem "Chanting to the Moon", Su Shi swam across the Chunjiang River with a water dragon, lying and watching the Cuibihong Building. In the clouds, the smile is high, and the beauty is half drunk. Dangerous columns mourn strings, colorful songs ring, and clouds linger around the water. I miss my old friend's boss, and my romantic life has not diminished. I look back alone, in the smoke. Pushing the pillow is lost, and the river is empty and thousands of miles away. Wuhu heard that the ship was going home, and it was still carrying Chinese calligraphy. Yunmeng Zhou Nan, the south bank of Wuchang, should remember the past trip. Looking forward to seeing me in a passionate dream is also uneven.

Su Shi is full of vanity and meager profit, so he is very busy. The cause of fame and fortune is not necessarily strong, and the loser is not necessarily weak. Hurry up, throw off the shackles, indulge yourself and be carefree while you are idle. Even if it's only a hundred years, I'll get drunk and run 36000 yards. Think about it. How much can there be, sorrow and wind and rain, half of which hinder each other. What's the point? Write a short story about death. It is better to face the breeze and bright moon, take moss as a mattress and high clouds as a screen, and live quietly. Jiangnan is good, thousands of glasses of wine, and a song is full of fragrance.

Su Shi's bright moon asked for wine in the sky. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. 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 missed the river of no return, a romantic figure who wanders around the world. To the west of the humanistic base camp is Chibi in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan black silk scarf, laughing, strong Lu ashes. The old country is falling, and you should laugh when you are affectionate. I was born early. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

Su Shi's Magnolia has lost its breadth in first frost. Listen to whispers and swallow. Beauty still sings drunken songs, like an electric eraser for forty-three years. Autumn dew is dripping on the grass. Three, five, Ying Ying, two, eight. I am the same person as Yu, but the West Lake is the end of the month.

Su Shi's Xijiang Wenyue Road Phoenix belt is not as good as one person. Ye Xiang knows who to burn with. Look at the water and smoke. The clouds are green before the wind blows, and the jade face is drunk and red tide. Don't teach me to spend a miserable night. The moon and the beauty.

The fisherman in Su Shi's works is proud and charming. Yingying has no reason to say water. Look at the blue sky and sunset. Nowhere to find. Dream back to grass and spring. Birds are scattered like rain. Zhou Tingping is old and fragrant. Mingyue does housework affectionately. But take it. Qing Guangchang sent someone back.

Su Shi's son from Nanxiangzi can't get to Xiegongtai. The moon is in the sky, and the breeze is cool. Where did the bearded grandson go? Start over. Short Li is more talented. Autumn is gradually destroying. Huang Yingying glasses in the yard. Look at peach blossoms, spring and February, and fight for it. It's all Liu Lang's failure.

Where does Su Shi's Nanxiangzi lean? A tall building with a string tube is a full moon. Wan Li, Hu Die's dream home, still exists. When you get old, you will be strong and forgive yourself. Mirror borrows beauty. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams. Candles are half-caged gold and jade, and they have more apertures. Embroidery was burned and slept alone.

Green cymbals were opened on the ancient bank of Su Shi's Nangezi, and the new canal took the blue stream. I will visit all the buildings. I remember that he helped to build roads and entered Xizhou. It's rainy in the solar terms, and I send Ye Zhou for the rest of my life. Only water chestnut and chicken head. There are even thousands of months. I'll stay for a while.

Su Shi described the night tour of Chengtian Temple, which was as empty as water and full of bamboo and cypress.

3. Su Shi's famous moon-chanting poem Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing got as drunk as a fiddler. He wrote this article and was pregnant with a son.

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'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

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.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night 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.

It's a pity that there is a bright moon in the stream, so don't teach me to go to Qiong Yao.

Qiong Yao: Meiyu, this is a metaphor for the beautiful moonlight.

Song/Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

The moon rises above the East Mountain and wanders between bullfights.

Paihuai: Back and forth. Bullfighting: two-star name,

Song/Su Shi's "Thousand Red Cliffs Fu"

If there is no good night in this life, where will the bright moon come next year?

Song/Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

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4. Su Shi recited these two poems directly in Poems about the Moon.

Minus Magnolia-Chunyue

In the spring afternoon, the fragrant mash danced. Nine winding corridors, dancing steps, trees among trees, half withered, and the wine is fragrant to plum.

Light clouds, thin fog and moonlight on such a spring night are the time for young people to enjoy happiness. Unlike the autumn moon, people who cling to leave are injured twice.

Prelude to water melody

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. 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.

There are many words that contain the moon, such as the following song:

Xijiang month

It's a big dream in the world, and the autumn is crisp. At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples. The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.

I won't list the others one by one. I can ask them in detail if necessary.

This poem about the moon surprised magpies. If there are no moon-mending households in the sky. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"

Rowing in the west of the city at sunset, my shadow followed me blankly; . -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

Go to the west building and watch the full moon from the longbridge. This matter is old and difficult. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The moon, now full of the sea, is full of wind and rain or sunshine. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon

Poor Hai Huai is like silver, and the thoughtfulness of a long night is like a floating moon. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon. In the evening of August 15 this year. But there was a time when I had these friends. Worship of Huaxing has fallen. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

At the foot of my bed, under the window, there is such a bright light. He is an old and dumb man. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning

Qiu Guang still has a long way to go. Thousands of miles away, the wind blows the battlements of Yumenguan, and when it comes back, it calls for wine. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

The moon rises from the mountain of heaven, and I drink alone. No one is with me. Where will the bright moon look next year? Wan Daohong can raise mussels and treasure, and swallow cold and cry grass. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"

On the night of August 15th last year, Yu Di was slender, blue, sweet and fragrant, and people's feelings did not necessarily depend on acceptance. I don't know the palace in the sky, but suddenly I fell in front of the eaves of the high pavilion. But call. Not necessarily Su E has no regrets. I hope people live a long life. I don't know who Qiu Si is. This night, people are lonely. Where is Wangxiang in the northwest? In the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool, Han Yin looked at the tracts silently. No one will meet it when it was windy yesterday. Alas, the moon can't drink water. Grass is gradually floating on the smoke in the distance? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, in the boundless misty clouds, fearing the sky, tonight is as clear as in previous years, the jade toad is cold and lonely, and Guizhi is damaged in the west. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better. This night in my life is not long. -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

The moon hangs in the autumn sky. Tianya * * * brings my shadow to me at this time, so that the three of us can be together. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon

When will there be a bright moon, what year is it today ... people have joys and sorrows, and the fragrance disappears. Looking up, I found it was moonlight. How many people have poems about the moon? How bright the moonlight is at home! . I sang. The moon encouraged me. Du Nan is engaged in poverty, and it will crack with a loud blow ... If it is so late, it will still be long and round. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"

Let's drink to the moon! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

He knew the dew would frost tonight, Yun Zheyue, and asked heaven for wine. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

Crows inhabiting the atrium in Bai Shu cheer for me in late spring. Is there already frost? In front of Pushatou Water Museum, Chanjuan, thousands of miles away, saw the moon in the southeast several times. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour

Clouds at dusk are full and cold. The shutter pushed open the silent door and sank back. I suddenly thought of home and I danced. My shadow is rolling in the back. The moon is full and people are thousands of miles away. Swallows fly in the wind, fireflies roll in, and Guanghua is wet. -Su Shi's Water Tune

The bright moon is easy to fall, and people are easy to disperse. Coody Leng was silent, wet with osmanthus and a pot of wine among the flowers.

6. Poem about the Moon Su Shi's "Yangguanqu Mid-Autumn Moon" Time: Song Author: Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver man silently turns to the jade plate.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Nian Nujiao looks at the distance from a height. Author: Song Author: Su Shi looks at the distance from a height and sees the sky, but there is no trace.

Sweet-scented osmanthus flies, where the sun shines and the air is crisp in autumn. Yuyu Qionglou, coming and going from Luan, people are in Liangguo.

Mountains and rivers are picturesque, and smoke trees are vivid. I clap my hands and sing wildly, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and become a guest.

Dancing and wandering, the wind and dew, I don't know what night it is. I want to return by wind, so I don't need to ride Peng Yi.

In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound. "When will there be a bright moon?" Time: Song Author: When is the bright moon? Su Shi asked the sky about wine.

I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! 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.