It's late at night. It's time for bed.

1. A poem about night is already deep.

The poem about night is deep 1. Poetry about the night.

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow.

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Tears wet Luo Jin's dream of not being able to sleep. Late at night, I heard a rhythmic song coming from the lobby.

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.

The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.

The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.

Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night.

2. What are the poems about the night?

1. Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao, the fisherman's lofty sentiments, met with clouds and mist.

"When the sky meets clouds and smoke, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance."

Original text:

When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.

I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind calm down and the ship will blow away the three mountains!

2. Tang Dynasty: Li Hemengtian

"The old rabbit is crying, and the cloud floor is half open."

Original text:

It's very sad, the old rabbit and the old toad are moaning in a low voice, the moonlight is off, and the cloud floor and cloud house are pale.

The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E.

Looking at the three sacred mountains under the vast sea, things are changing like horses.

Looking at China's nine points and nine points, the water in Na Pianhai is as shallow as pouring out of a cup.

3. Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry, Tian Rongshui, Beautiful West Lake"

"The sky is full of water and the West Lake is good, and the clouds are light and new."

Original text:

The sky is high and the West Lake is good, and everything in the clouds is fresh. Seagulls and herons should be used to listening to orchestral music while sleeping.

The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the night is suitable. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board.

4. Song: Yan Dao Ji's "Yu Meiren Qu Gan Tian Ru Shui"

"It seems that the water outside the song dynasty. I leaned on it last night. "

Original text:

The railings in the corridor are winding, and the sky is as clear and blue as water. Last night, I leaned against the railing. People make the moon more round than the wedding day, and think that the full moon will be reunited. So I lean here every day, hoping my lover can come back to me soon.

Although that exquisite dress has been worn out, the past is still the past, which makes me miss it. But I don't know the traveler outside, who changed his mind. Since spring, I have been too lazy to pluck the strings because of my sadness. And those two rows of sad tears shed because of sadness fell in front of the treasure.

5. Song: Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"

"Blue sky, yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sunset water. "

Original text:

Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

3. Poems about "Night"

Spring Palace Music (Wang Changling) Last night, the wind blew away and the moon was high.

Pingyang's geisha was attracted by the emperor, who gave her a brocade robe in the cold weather outside the curtain. Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered.

I know that spring is blooming tonight, and the insects are fresh through the green window sand. One night, I heard Shouxiang playing the flute on the wall (Li Yi). The sand in Yue Feng is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost.

I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. The words of the harem (Bai Juyi) were wet with tears, and the dream of silk scarves failed. The harem sang before midnight.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn. Give my wife (Zhang Hu) the moon mark on the forbidden palace tree, and only look at the heron nest.

By the light of the lamp, I plucked the Hosta and carried the flame of the lamp to rescue the flame moth. Park Qinhuai (Du Mu) smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, evening park near Qinhuai restaurant.

Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. A word to Han Chuo Yangzhou magistrate (Du Mu) Qingshan faintly has water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night? Rainy night notes to a friend in the north (Li Shangyin) asking if the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. Jia Sheng (played by Li Shangyin) announced that he was looking for a wise man to visit the minister, and Jia Sheng was even more incoherent.

Poor midnight is unprecedented, and Mo Wen people ask ghosts and gods. Yao Sefen (Wen) had a dream about a bed of silver ice. The sky was as blue as water and the clouds were as light as night.

The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor. Yuan Zhi (Gong Zizhen) is a nine-faced sculpture, while Yuan Zhi really looks at grass.

It is said that athletes are wasted in their hands, and blue lights and snow block Shandong at night. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian), crows in Bai Shu, silent and humid osmanthus in Coody Leng.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. The threshold of Hua Lian (Yan Shu) is full of tears.

The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering.

The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu. The west wind withered the green trees last night.

A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. I want to send colored stationery and rulers.

The mountains are long and there is a lot of water. Jade case Yuan (Xin Qiji) Thousands of trees bloom in the oriental night, with stars.

The BMW carved cars are full of incense, the phoenix flute rings, the jade pot flashes, and the dragons and dragons dance together all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.

Looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Qingpingle stayed alone in Wang Shi Temple in Boshan (Xin Qiji), hungry mice surrounded the bed and bats danced with lanterns.

There is a breeze blowing in the room, and it is raining hard. I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows. From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair.

A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me. Too often, Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival is an autumn shadow of Lu (Xin Qiji).

Ask about Heng E wine: What a pity! It's easy to go by the wind, and Wan Li is in the sky and straight down the mountains and rivers. Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear! Xijiang moonlit tour of the middle section of Huangsha Road (Xin Qiji). The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight.

The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. Mid-Autumn Festival in Xijiang Moon, Su Shi's dream, life is new several times (for autumn).

At night, the leaves of the wind have sounded in the gallery. Look at your eyebrows and temples. The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy.

Who is alone with * * * in the Mid-Autumn Festival, holding a lamp (a glass of wine) and looking at the north sadly. Huang Huiyuan's works (Su Shi) lack the moon to hang sparse trees, leaving people silent.

Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings.

It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal. Hua Lian Zhou Mi Shangyuan (Su Shi) lights Qiantang for three or five nights.

The bright moon is like frost, and people are picturesque. Blowing sheng is fragrant at the bottom of the account, and it spits musk. This taste should be priceless.

Lonely mountain people are getting old. Playing drums and flute, new to the farming and mulberry society.

The cold light of the fire reveals thin frost, and the wild clouds fall. Lingao (Su Shi) was drunk after drinking Dongpo at night, and it seemed to be midnight when he came back.

The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.

I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp? In the dead of night, the wind is calm and the valley is flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

Jiang Mengli lived and died for ten years on the 20th day of the first month (Su Shi). 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 tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.