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Anonymous users2024-02-06The moon shone in the woods, on the branches and under the leaves.
Make a sound.
Ah, the sweetheart.
The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the black willow shadows, and the wind sobs and ...... the willow tops
Dream it, it's time.
Expansive, warm tranquility.
It seems to walk down the starlit sky.
This is exactly the moment of happiness by Zhang Wenyu.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05the rain alley holds an oil-paper umbrella and is alone.
lingering for a long time, for a long time.
and lonely rainy alleys, I hope to meet them.
A clove is the same.
a grudge girl .
She is there.
the color of cloves, the fragrance of cloves, the sorrow of cloves, the grief in the rain, the grief and hesitation;
She wandered in this lonely rainy alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Like me, like me.
walking silently , indifferent , sad , and melancholy .
She approached silently.
approached and threw again.
The same glare as she floated by.
like a dream , like a dream , as miserable and confused as a dream .
It's like floating in a dream.
a field of lilacs, and this girl floated beside me;
She quietly went far away, far away, to the crumbling fence , and walked through the rainy alley .
In the lamentation of the rain it dissipated her color, dispersed her fragrance, dissipated even hers .
too breath-like eyes, lilac-like melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone.
lingering for a long time, for a long time.
and lonely rainy alleys, I hope to float by.
A clove is the same.
a grudge girl .
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Artistic conception is the soul of poetry, a state of integration of human feelings and objects, and the sublimation and induction of many images in poetry. Only when you improve your artistic accomplishment by reading more and reading more can you write excellent poems with beautiful artistic conception and lofty realm.
Therefore, if you want to write a modern poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, you must write the beautiful scenery of the moon in order to bring out the artistic conception. And also your expression of mood, so that the situation can blend. There are long and short sentences in the format, and there are also rhymes. There should also be a central idea for the expression of ideas.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03My thoughts are round 【Author】Ai Qing 【Dynasty】Modern My thoughts are round, the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, It is also the brightest and roundest, no matter how high the mountain is, how wide the sea is, You can see it at the ends of the earth,..
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Anonymous users2024-02-02Chapter 1] The season of fragrant osmanthus flowers.
Wild chrysanthemums in a mountain village.
It is already in full bloom on the ridges of the fields.
Golden with autumn thoughts.
When every household is busy making mooncakes.
Cook the sun-dried peanuts.
I was shocked to realize that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again.
I think of my mother and think of those memories.
That year the mother came from the bazaar.
Buy back some mooncakes.
My mother cooked a lot of peanuts that year.
That year, my grandfather accompanied us for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion.
Many years ago, I was working in a foreign country.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I hit Cong Liang and returned home.
My family and I told me a lot.
Mother nagged me in **.
She wished I could find time to go home and be reunited.
The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival key smile is still so round.
The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is still so bright.
The mooncakes of the Mid-Autumn Festival are still so sweet.
Mother, now I can't be with you anymore.
In front of the gate of the old home.
Under the moonlit night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Mochizuki tastes mooncakes and chews peanuts.
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again.
The full moon was still in the treetops of my hometown.
Illuminate the quiet night sky of the mountain village.
Mother, I can only pinn my thoughts.
Leave a piece of mooncake.
Bathe in morning dew under the moonlight.
Condense your thoughts into the white frost of late autumn.
Chapter 2] The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived, I raised my head to look at the moon, and I didn't see Chang'e, the white full moon, and the light like a smile was emitted.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of hunger.
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Anonymous users2024-02-01The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Walk in the place where the sun sets.
Look at the footsteps of the clouds disappearing.
Step over ancient legends.
A bright light illuminates the verdant years of time.
The moonlight reflected the lonely figure.
With the twinkling stars in the sky.
Look at a round of bright moon at the Mid-Autumn Festival.
A prayerful heart.
Rise in the heart of the wanderer.
A dream of the earth.
Stretch in the dictionary of Taibai and Dongpo.
In the night thoughts of decorating Chang'e.
Will drift the heart.
Circle on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.
The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival indulges the long line of thousands of miles.
The heart that will look forward to the distance.
Pull back to your loved ones.
Hidden in the tears of his parents.
The dip stall rolls in the confrontation between the brothers' wine glasses.
Yin Tsaichang is in the heart of his lover.
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