What are the poems about the night?

Poetry about the night 1. Poetry about the night

Poetry describing the night

1, poor September third night, dew is like a real pearl like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

2. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light, is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

3. The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon at this time is * * *. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

4. The moon was bright in Qin dynasty, closed in Han dynasty, and the Long March did not return. -Wang Changling's "Plug"

5. The golden boat is full of people. Cui Gui rode a red cage candle. A cup full of fragrance and snow. Yunlong is suspicious of dreams. Don't be afraid of wind. I used to be a fairy. Stay up all night. The windows in the south are very cold. -Song Shu Qi's "Bodhisattva Man, Golden Boat Full of Intoxication"

6, seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points before the rain. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon, Walking along Huangsha Road at Night"

7. Going with the tide for thousands of miles, there is no moon by the river. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"

8. I hadn't finished thinking when I met you. It's easier to go early than to carry people. Recall that song and dig out that heartbreaking sentence. More vivid words. The lush grass fan Nanpu. The wind is blowing and the ship is raining. Listening to the sad voice, I can't sleep at night, where to go to the water town. -Song Yang's "Drip Gold, Meet the Unfinished Heart"

9. Poverty in my later years is really embarrassing, but this coldness belongs to my family. Sleeping at night is unbroken, muddy like a lonely crane entering a reed flower. -Lin Qinggudu's Winter Night in Jinling

10, people are idle, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

1 1, full moon flying mirror, returning to heart and folding 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. -Du Fu's jathyapple on August 15th.

12, it's always inconvenient in front of the small print lamp, and the new cold man in Xiaozhai has no sleep. There are several rustling showers on the wall and a wisp of smoke from the copper stove. -Song Lu Zugao "Reading"

13, set out from Qiu Si at night, and stayed up all night. Years are long and people are cold. Self-satisfaction is empty and white, why not stick to it until you are old? The empty court is exposed and chatters endlessly. -Sleepless by Sun Song Shi Ying

14, on a frosty night, Jiang Feng fished and slept. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Don Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.

15, a sunset spread in the water, half of the river rustled and half of the river was red. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Don? Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang

16, sitting in the middle of the night with a sleepless shadow, the window is full of wind and rain. I will provide good conditions for my dream, for fear that snuff is not cold-resistant. -Song Zhu Shu Zhen "Rain at Night"

17, sleepless night, clear autumn sky, candle flowers frequently cut to night. The bed is cold and full of phoenix trees, and the moon is bright where phoenix trees are missing. -Song Zhu Shuzhen "Autumn Night"

18, there is not much pain in returning to China, and it is in early autumn. It should be a painted curtain magpie. Let's start with the date of return. A tap on the horseshoe makes people feel happy. That night, I was drunk and dreamless, in the west wing. -Song Chaobuzhi's "Many good things grind, but few suffer."

2. Ancient poems about the night

Poems describing night scenes:

(1) Master Ye spent the night at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Ding.

(Meng Haoran)

Now that the sun has set, it has crossed the mountains in the west, and one valley after another has become blurred.

Now the cold of the moon and night passes through the pine trees, and my ears are pure because of the sound of wind and water.

A woodcutter got what he wanted, and the birds perched in the silent fog.

However, because of your promise, I am waiting for you, waiting, playing the pipa under the vines on the roadside.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

(Du Fu)

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

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

Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Foreign night

(Du Fu)

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.

The stars tilt down from the empty place, and the moon runs from the upper reaches of the river.

I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

My retreat in Zhongnanshan

(Wang Wei)

My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.

Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.

I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.

One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.

3. Ancient poems describing the night

A black mood, stagnant, once waiting, fantastic beauty, and finally replaced by the same * * *, destiny takes a hand, or? I don't want to I am floating, expecting a miracle, blowing with the wind, and writing my own story with the wind. Looking forward to that day, standing by the sea, bathed in the sun, the sun receded, and large snowflakes fell. However, when night came, everything about me disappeared. Without the bitterness behind, I understand the helplessness of this life and get the loneliness at this time. I can't see my own shadow, leaving only a lingering sigh behind me. White has no value. Black has gone all over my heart. Once upon a time, I gave up and my heart was restless. After all, I have to make an excuse.

I said, give me a reason, find a reason to dream. Talking to yourself is also a kind of beauty. Perhaps, that is the aesthetic singleness. Black me, I can't see through, it's sadness. I like sunshine, but I long for the darkness of being alone. The overly dramatic performance masked the artistic conception like ink and wash.

I don't understand the complexity of this world, but I thought I had a wonderful life. But behind all the laughter, there is a black box covered with a big lock full of vicissitudes. This lock locks my soul. Where are the keys? It's in the black and white room. In the dark, I accidentally opened this old lock in a distant space. Suddenly, black liquid splashed, and in a trance, for an instant, I looked back and found myself in the dark time.

Yes, I belong to a black soul, a soul destined to wander, a soul destined to disappear in a black fantasy. I tried to break free and fight like never before. Unfortunately, I can't. The black flower blooms, but the next second is waiting for it to wither. Withered in the gap on the edge of the night of life, there are flying words everywhere, green smoke red mist,

4. Sentences describing the night

1. The street is like a calm river, winding among the dense trees. Only those leaves that rustle because of the wind and rain seem to recall the excitement and busyness of the day. At night, it covers the Huangpu River like a light blue curtain. Fireflies move like little green stars at night. 4. The night erased the last sunset, and the night was like a velvet curtain in a theater. The stars are sparse, and the whole earth seems to be sleeping. 6. The night is so charming. The little blue stars in the sky are flashing mysteriously, so far away from us. 7. The night was quiet, and everything on the earth fell asleep. 8. Occasionally, a fish jump breaks the silence of the river night and then falls into endless silence. 9. The sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth. The stars seem to be shining with broken gold scattered on this coarse cloth. +00. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze and the occasional dog barking, the empty street was silent. +0 10. This is the characteristic of winter nights. The sky is bright, the ground is dark, as if the cold blocked the light, not even a little starlight. On the night arrival, the mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, shining the light as clear as running water on the vast land.40060.60666666666 At dusk, the sunset has the last afterglow, creating eternal beauty, staying in the memory of people who come back from afar and forming eternal beautiful memories. +05 When the sunset glow burns up half the sky, someone is laughing heartily. As a result, the cheers here are getting higher and higher like waves. Twilight, like a big gray net, falls quietly and covers the whole earth. In the summer night of 2008+07, the hot air enveloped the earth, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the sparse stars flashed happily. The moonlit night by the sea is beautiful and quiet, close to my ear. The breeze gently caressed the face, which made people feel relaxed and happy. The street lamp 19 is on, and the crystal snowflakes are flashing in the light and shadow, like groups of small white moths. On a cold night, the half moon hangs obliquely and the stars twinkle. The night fog is coming 1, but the midsummer night is a little cold, and there are almost no stars in the hazy moonlight.

5. Write two poems related to "Night"

I found some, hoping to help you: spring leeks cut in the rain at night, and brown rice freshly cooked in a special way. The night of Sima Ping's list was silent and cold. Fan Zhongyan's trip to the Imperial Street now remembers that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers came from the south wind at night, and the wheat was full of yellow. Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" is autumn rain, which is just in my heart and teaches him to cherish the wind. Nalan Rong Ruo's Langtaosha. Living with King Huai, jathyapple went to the altar and sang in the wind. Xu's "Pengzhou Yangpinghua" travels at night, and the bright moon shines on the battlefield according to Du Fu's "Travel" in Baishui Mountain. In the cold moon, the Northern Expedition by Cooper and Du Fu is reflected in the mirror, while Xu Yanbo's Huai Yin Ting is buried in the dust, listening to autumn sounds and blowing Cen Can at night. Get off the boat at Guangling, go to Li Bai's Green Pavilion at night, and lie in Panasonic for a month. Wangjiang smoke, saying that "early plum" meets in the depths of the night hall. There is no reason to bury Qin Guan's Ruan Langgui (4 bis). At night, it began to snow. I hope Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow" will be short and sleep fast at night.

6. Ancient poems describing the night

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(Li Shangyin)

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.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

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(Li Shangyin)

You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.

The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.

But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

Spend the night on Jiande River.

(Meng Haoran)

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .

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(Du Mu)

In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.

During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega.