Night scene good words

Poems describing night scenes:

(1) Master Suye’s mountain house is waiting for Ding Dabu to arrive

(Meng Haoran)

The setting sun Crossing the Xiling Mountains, the ravines suddenly became dark.

The pine moon grows in the cool night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds.

The woodcutter has exhausted all his desires, and the smoke and bird habitats are still settled.

My son comes in time, and Guqin waits for Luojing.

Happy rain on a spring night

(Du Fu)

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things Silent.

The wild paths are all dark and the clouds are dark, and the river boats and fires are only bright.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy and brocade the official city.

Traveling at night Shu Huai

(Du Fu)

The fine grass and gentle wind blow by the shore, and the boat with dangerous poles can be seen alone at night.

The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river.

It is not famous to write articles. Officials should retire due to old age and illness.

What does the fluttering look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth.

Zhongnan Bieye

(Wang Wei)

He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and he came to Nanshan in his later years.

Every time you come or go alone, you will know your victory in vain.

Walking to a water-poor place, sit and watch the clouds rise.

I happened to be visiting Lin Sou, and we talked and laughed for a long time.

Look at the moon and embrace the distance

(Zhang Jiuling)

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Lover complains about the distant night, but falls in love at night.

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.

Miscellaneous Poems

(Shen Quan period)

I heard about the Huanglong garrison, but did not disband the troops for many years.

Poor Guiliyue grew up in the Han family camp.

The young woman is in love with spring this year, and her husband had sex last night.

Who can use the flag and drum to capture Dragon City?

At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain

(Wangwan)

The guest road is outside the green mountains and the boat is in front of the green water.

The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.

Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.

Where can I get the rural letter? Return to Yanluoyang.

Night mooring in Niuzhu, nostalgic for the past

(Li Bai)

Night at Niuzhu Xijiang River, there is no cloud in the blue sky;

Climbing the boat to look at the autumn moon , Kong Yi Xie General.

I can chant loudly, but others cannot hear it.

In the Ming Dynasty, sails and mats were hung, and maple leaves fell one after another.

Moonlight Night

(Du Fu)

Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch the moon in my boudoir.

I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an.

The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.

When do I lean on the empty cover and shine with my tears dry

Remembering my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

(Du Fu)

Guaranteeing drums interrupts people's walking, There is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop.

Send to Zizhou Li Shijun

(Wang Wei)

Ten thousand valleys have towering trees, and thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos.

It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs under the trees.

The Han women lost the cloth, and the Ba people sued for the taro fields.

Wen Weng turned over professors and did not dare to rely on sages.

Return to Nanshan at the end of the year

(Meng Haoran)

Bei Que Xiu wrote a letter, and Nanshan returned to my hut.

If you are not talented enough, you will give up, and if you are often ill, your friends will be sparse.

Grey hair makes you grow old, and green hair makes you die at the end of the year.

I will never sleep with my sorrow, the pine moon night window ruins.

Stay in Tonglu River and send an old trip to Guangling

(Meng Haoran)

The mountains are dim and the ape is sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night.

The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat.

Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels.

I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea.

Reward for the long journey and see the gift immediately on the autumn night

(Han Hong)

The long mat is facing the wind early, and the empty city is filled with moonlight.

There is only one wild goose in autumn on the Milky Way, and thousands of families are sleeping with anvils and pestles at night.

Looking at the festival time should be late, and lying down during the heart period should be credited.

I have always recited beautiful sentences, but I didn’t realize that I was already singing crows.

An old friend from Jiangxiang gathers in a guest house

(Dai Shulun)

The moon is full again in autumn, and the city tower is full of night.

We also held a meeting in Jiangnan, where we encountered each other in dreams and doubts.

The windy branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold insects.

The commander of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.

Farewell to Yunyang Pavilion and Han Shensu

(Sikong Shu)

The old friends are separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times.

At first glance, we are confused by the dream, and we feel sad and ask each other about their years.

The lone lamp shines in the cold rain, and the deep bamboos are dark with smoke.

There is even more hatred for the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that leaving the cup cherishes the ***.

Zhangtai Night Thoughts

(Weizhuang)

The clear wind and rain are mournful in the distant night.

The lonely lamp hears the corner of Chu, and the waning moon descends from Zhangtai.

The fragrant grass has faded, but the old friends have a different future.

No letters from the countryside can be sent, as the wild geese return south again in autumn.

Farewell to Literary Poems at Night

(Fan Yun)

The fog on the balcony is beginning to clear up, and the dream of Zhushui is cut off.

Far away The mountain is hidden and visible, and the flat sand is cut off and the thread is restored.

The divided strings have a bitter sound, so don’t sing such a sad song.

You will brush away the dust from the car behind me, and I will work for Donggaosu. < /p>

A farewell poem to Shen Jishi at night

(Fan Yun)

The Guishui River clears the night atmosphere, and the Chushan Mountain clears the morning clouds.

Autumn breeze The resentment between the two villages, the autumn moon is divided thousands of miles away.

The cold branches are picked by Ning, and the frost ape walks alone to hear.

The moonlight suddenly left me, and I won the laurel and fang Sijun.

Poetry of Looking at the Weaver Girl

(Fan Yun)

On the edge of the water, the sky feels pity for itself every night.

No matter how hard it is, the river cannot be filled. .

Love is tied up in hundreds of knots, and one heart hangs in thousands of places.

I would like to be a pair of blue birds, sleeping in front of the bright mirror.

Sufu

(Du Fu)

It was cold in the shogunate well in the Qing Dynasty, and I stayed alone in Jiangcheng with the remains of a wax torch.

The horn sounds sadly to itself in the eternal night, who can see the beautiful moonlight in the sky?

The wind and dust are passing by, the music and books are gone, the pass is in depression and the land is in trouble.

I have endured ten years of solitude and forced myself to move to a safe place.

A boat trip in the middle of the river

(Zhang Yanshi)

After the rain, a foot of mud invaded the poles, and the fallen cattails and willows filled the door.

I heard the lingering sound of a broken corner in my dream, and looked at the traces of the old and the new.

Everywhere there is fish and salt in the market, and every family has children and grandchildren.

Moreover, the imperial edict was issued to widen the people's power. Three coins for a fight of rice is of no use.

Ge Night

(Du Fu)

At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, the sky is frosty and snowy, and the sky is cold.

The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and solemn, and the shadow of the Three Gorges Galaxy is shaken.

Thousands of families cried in the wild when they heard about the war, and fishermen and woodcutters started to appear in several places in Yige.

The crouching dragon and the leaping horse end in the loess, and the human affairs news and books are lonely.

Returning to Lumen Folk Song at Night

(Meng Haoran)

The bells of the mountain temple are ringing. It is already dark, and the fishing boats are noisy as they scramble to cross the river.

The people followed the sand road to Jianggu, and I also took a boat back to Lumen.

The moonlight in Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.

The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.

Looking at Yueyang Jiyuan Zhongcheng from Xiakou to Yingzhou at dusk

(Liu Changqing)

Tingzhou has no waves and no smoke, and Chu Ke's lovesickness is getting fainter .

The sunset in Hankou is like a dodo, and the autumn water in Dongting stretches far into the sky.

The solitary city is backed by the cold mountains and the horns are blowing, and the boats are moored alone by the river at night.

Jia Yi wrote a letter to worry about the Han Dynasty, and Changsha was banished to ancient and modern times.

Late trip to Ezhou

(Lulun)

Yunkai looked far ahead at Hanyang City, and it was like a solitary sail.

The trader sleeps during the day and knows the waves are calm, while the boatman talks at night and feels the tide is rising.

Sanxiang is worried about the autumn colors on the temples, and facing the bright moon when returning from thousands of miles away.

The old business has been exhausted with the battle, and it is even more worthy of the sound of drums and whistles on the river.

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(Li Shangyin)

Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.

Gouchun wine is given to every other seat to warm it up, and the wax-covered lamps are red.

I listened to the drum and went to answer the official question, walking around Malantai and turning around.

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(Li Shangyin)

What came is empty words and disappears, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs.

The dream is far away and it is difficult to recall it, and the book is hastened to become ink.

The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.

Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan was far away, and even more so, it was ten thousand layers away from Pengshan.

Stay in Jiandejiang

(Meng Haoran)

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people

Zhuli Pavilion

(Wang Wei)

Sitting alone in the secluded huangli , playing the piano and roaring again.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

Sent to Yuan Qiu on an autumn night

(Wei Yingwu)

Huaijun belongs to the autumn night, and I take a walk to sing the cool sky.

The pine nuts are falling on the empty mountain, and the lonely people should not be sleeping.

Ge Shu Ge

(I am from the West)

The Big Dipper is high, Ge Shu carries a knife at night.

I haven’t dared to cross Lintao until now.

The master who stays at Furong Mountain during the snow

(Liu Changqing)

At dusk the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.

Chaimen hears the barking of dogs , Returning home on a snowy night.

Song of Saixia

(Lulun)

The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and Shan Yu escapes at night.

In order to drive away the light cavalry, the heavy snow covered the bow and sword.

Stop the song

(Lulun)

The grass in the forest is trembling with wind, and the general is at night Draw the bow.

I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.

Stay in the mountain temple at night

(Li Bai)

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.

Don’t dare to speak loudly, Afraid of heaven and earth.

Jade steps resentment

(Li Bai)

White dew grows on the jade steps and invades the stockings for a long time at night.

But under the water curtain, I looked at the autumn moon exquisitely.

Thoughts on a Quiet Night

(Li Bai)

The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon, looking down to think Hometown.

What I saw in Zhou Ye Shu

(Cha Shenxing)

The moon is dark and I can see the fishing lanterns, but there is only a single firefly.

The waves are scattered in the gentle breeze, and the stars are scattered all over the river.

Autumn Eve

(Du Mu)

The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the small fan of light Luo flutters at the flowing fireflies. .

The night sky is as cool as water, lying down to watch Altair and Vega.

The Song of the Dusk River

(Bai Juyi)

A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

Poor third day of September At night, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

Like a dream order

(Li Qingzhao)

I often remember that the sun is setting in Xiting, and I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back.

Returning to the boat late after having fun, accidentally fell into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

On an autumn night, I feel the coolness as I step out of the fence gate at dawn

(Lu You)

The river of 30,000 miles east flows into the sea, and the 5,000-meter-high mountains reach the sky.

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The survivors shed tears in the dust, and it is hard to see Master Wang for another year.

Sauvignon Blanc

(Nalan Xingde)

Mountain One journey, one journey of water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan.

Thousands of tent lights at night.

When the wind comes and the snow comes, the dreams of the hometown are shattered.

There is no such sound in my hometown.

Night Mooring at Fengqiao

(Zhang Ji)

The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

Gu Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship.

Spring Palace Song

(Wang Changling)

Last night the wind opened the peaches on the well, and the moon wheel in the front hall of Weiyang high.

Pingyang's singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.

Moonlight Night

(Liu Fangping)

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanted towards the south.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is newly heard through the green window sand.

Listen to the flute in Shouxiang City at night

(Li Yi)

The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside Shouxiang City is like frost.

I don’t know where to play the reed pipe, and all night long the people are looking for their hometown.

Poems for the Harem

(Bai Juyi)

My dream is wet with tears, and I sing in the front hall late at night.

My beauty is cut off before I grow old, and I sit leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn.

As a gift to my wife

(Zhang Hu)

The moon has passed through the trees in the forbidden gate palace, and my charming eyes can only look at the nest of the egret.

I tilt the jade hairpin beside the lamp shadow, and flick away the red flame to save the moths.

Mooring in Qinhuai

(Du Mu)

The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night.

Shang girls don’t know the hatred for the country’s subjugation, but they still sing the flowers in the backyard across the river.

To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou

(Du Mu)

The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn.

On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can a beautiful woman teach me how to play the flute?

The night rain is sent to the north

(Li Shangyin)

You asked about the return date but it has not yet been announced. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

Jia Sheng

(Li Shangyin)

The promulgation office sought talents and visited ministers, but Jia Sheng's talent was even more unmatched.

It’s a pity that I sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don’t ask about the common people or the ghosts and gods.

Yao Se Resentment

(Wen Tingyun)

The dream of a bed of ice and silver cannot come true, the blue sky is like water and the clouds are light at night.

The sound of wild geese is far away from Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines brightly on the twelfth floor.

Polygala

(Gong Zizhen)

Nine sides are like worms, Polygala really depends on the grass.

It is useless to say that an athlete has his body in hand, the green lantern and the snow at night hinder Shandong.

Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night

(Wang Jian) ??

Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts.

Die Lianhua

(Yan Shu)

The chrysanthemum on the threshold is worried about the smoke orchid and weeping dew. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.

The bright moon does not understand the pain of separation and hatred. The slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.

The west wind withered the green trees last night. Climb a tall building alone and look out to the end of the world.

I would like to send colored paper and ruler. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast.

Sapphire Case · Yuan Eve

(Xin Qiji)

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and even the stars fall like rain.

The road is filled with the fragrance of carved BMWs, the sound of phoenix flutes, the light of jade pots, and the dance of fish and dragons all night long.

The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.

The crowd looked for her thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, she was there, in a dimly lit place.

Qing Ping Le·Staying Alone at Wang's Nunnery in Boshan

(Xin Qiji)

Hungry rats circled the bed, and bats turned over the lamps and danced. The pine trees on the house are blown by the heavy rain, and I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.

I spent my whole life in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and returned with a beautiful face. Sleeping in a dream in the autumn night under the quilt, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers before your eyes.

Taichang Yin·Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival is a poem by Lu Shuqian

(Xin Qiji)

A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again. Ask Chang'e about the wine: What can I do if I'm cheated on?

Take advantage of the good wind and fly thousands of miles into the sky, straight down to the mountains and rivers. Cut off the Gui Po Suo, and you will see more humanity and clear light!

Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night

(Xin Qiji)

The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.

The Moon in Xijiang·Mid-Autumn Festival is from

(Su Shi)

The world is a big dream, and life is new (autumn) and cool several times. At night, the wind leaves are already singing in the corridor, and I can see the brows and temples. The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the bright moon is obscured by clouds. Who is alone with me during the Mid-Autumn Festival, looking northward sadly with a cup of wine?

Bu Suanzi·Residence in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou

(Su Shi)

The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which breaks the tranquility of the people. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and solitary shadows.

When you start, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred.

Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.

Die Lian Hua·Mizhou Shangyuan

(Su Shi)

Three or five nights in the illuminated Qiantang. The bright moon is like frost, illuminating people like a picture.

The incense of sheng is blown under the tent, and musk deer is spit out. This flavor should be priceless.

People in lonely mountain cities are old. Beating drums and playing flutes, he suddenly entered the farming and mulberry community.

The fire is cold, the lamps are thin, the frost is dew, and the snowy clouds hang over the fields.

Linjiang Fairy·Returning to Lingao at Night

(Su Shi)

Drinking at Dongpo at night and waking up drunk again, returning as if at midnight. The boy's breath is thundering.

No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river.

I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget Yingying? The wind is quiet at night and the grain of the valley is flat.

The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life.

Jiang Chengzi·Jiang Chengzi recorded a dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao

(Su Shi)

Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

Shui Diao Ge Tou

(Su Shi)

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.

Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where you will find a low-rise house, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life.