Love poems about the moon

Bai Shu crow in the atrium, Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus. Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into. Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

2, mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river gradually falls and the stars sink. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Chang Li E Shang Yin

3, the moon, now full of the sea, the end of the world 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. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.

4, the first time I heard the geese, there was no cicada, and it was a hundred feet high. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. Li Shangyin's Frost Moon

5, the autumn is crisp and the moon is hanging, and Guanghua 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. Meng Haoran's Autumn Night under the Moon

6, the water pattern is precious and thoughtful, and it takes a thousand miles to rest. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Yi Lee, write about love.

7. Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. I feel old in the building by the river