Write verses about the moon, ask the author and the title

1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Li bai.

2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. Li bai.

3. Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng knot sea building. Li bai.

4. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Li bai.

5. Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes. Li bai.

6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. Li bai.

7, the drunken moon is frequently sage, and the flowers are not a thing. Li bai.

8. But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon exquisitely. Li bai.

9, I send my sorrow and the bright moon, and follow you until the night is long. Li Bai 10, all of them are happy to fly, and they want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai 11, Emei Mountain Moon Half Round Autumn, Shadow into the Pingqiang River Flow. Li Bai 12, the pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain and the moon shine on the piano. Wang wei.

13. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures. Wang wei.

14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. Wang wei.

15, Guangze gives birth to the bright moon, and Cangshan is sandwiched with turbulence. Ma Dai.

16. The moon black geese fly high, and they flee at night. Lu Lun.

17, the dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming. Du fu.

18. The stars are moving, and the moon is more than nine clouds. Du fu.

19, Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus. Tao Yuanming.

20, go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook. Li yu.

21. The bright moon is not a branch, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji's 22, poor on the third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi 23, a bullet of flowing water and a bullet of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

Couplet 24, the darker moonlight is half a family, and the North Dipper is dry and the South Dipper is oblique. Liu Fangping 25, Xiaojing but sad clouds and sideburns changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin 26, will hold the bow like a full moon, and look northwest to shoot the wolf.

Su Shi 27, the court is like stagnant water and empty, the algae in the water are crossed, and the shadow of the bamboo and cypress is also covered. Su Shi fell in the 28th month and the sky was full of frost, and Jiang Feng was sleeping. Zhang Ji.

On the 29th month, on the willow tops, people about after dusk. Ouyang Xiu.

30 When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. Su shi.

31 I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch. Chronicle of Qing Poetry

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

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.

The candle is full of mercy, and the clothes are dewed.

It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep.

- Mochizuki Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling.

The upstairs is stronger, I guess it's not what I thought, right?

Bright moonlight in front of the bed Li Bai.

When will there be Su Shi in the bright moon.

"Bright Moon".

The moon twinkled in the woods.

On the branches, under the leaves.

Make a sound.

Ah, the sweetheart.

The pond is like a deep mirror.

The black willow shadow is reflected.

The wind sobbed in the willows.

Dream it, it's time.

Expansive, warm tranquility.

It seems to go down. A starlit sky.

This is the moment of happiness.

Where the moon rises.

The moon rises. There is the sound of eagles returning home.

There are fish jumping out of the blue light.

There is the sound of the piano to interpret the ancient legend.

A lot of eyes that I don't know who.

Fall on a birch tree and wink.

Exudes wisdom and arrogance.

but in the night it was thrown to the moon.

Infinite tenderness. It was also that night.

Those that stick to the window.

Grandma's cut-out window grilles.

Wrapped in ice cream flowers.

Melted in my dreams.

Night has fallen. The moon came to the sky with the stars, and I asked the moon: It is always a great pleasure to look at the moon. The moon was my dream. I want to shake his hand, I want to talk to him, I want to tell him all my secrets.

I saw two moons:

The general kind, the different phases.

One was in heaven at this time.

clothed with open finches;

She spared no mercy on her kindness, and the land was full of her silver and gold.

She does not forget the glass of the Forbidden City, and there is her beauty between the three seas.

She jumped out of the clouds, jumped up the tree, and hid in the new green vines.

She is so exquisite, so beautiful, the fish under the water must be drunk!

But she is a little bad, she always likes to be thin and small;

Sometimes the sky is full of stars, and there is no charming round face, although it will still come back when the time comes, but this lovesickness is a little unbearable!

And you can't see it, although you don't mention how glamorous it is!

She also has her drunken laughter, and the dexterity when she turns;

She never lets people say she is generous, but it's a pity that you can't see my garden!

What is precious is her boundless mana, and she often lifts my spiritual wave to Gaoli

I love the surging silver waves, and there is a ** silver bell in the waves;

Even those ponytail-like white foam are also carved like jewelry.

A perfect moon, and it will never be broken!

As long as I close these eyes, she will ascend to the sky!

Xu Zhimo "Two Moons".

The moon rises and there is the sound of eagles returning home.

There are fish jumping out of the blue light.

There is the sound of the piano to interpret the ancient legend.

A lot of eyes that I don't know who.

Fall on a birch tree and wink.

Exudes wisdom and arrogance.

but in the night it was thrown to the moon.

Infinite Tenderness was also that night.

Those that stick to the window.

Grandma's cut-out window grilles.

Wrapped in ice cream flowers.

In my dreams.

Melted.

Moon, you are the daughter of God, you are so pure and beautiful, why are you so lonely, so arrogant? Or, who hurt you?

It expresses the author's longing for his hometown and relatives.

Hello! It expresses the author's longing for his hometown and relatives.