Wuzhen s poems about the moon, what are the ancient poems and poems of Wuzhen?

1, regret "Wu Earlier Youzhen Wine House Song" Ming Dynasty Qu You.

The falling flowers and flowing water are close, and the wild geese are flying. A pair of stone towers stand east and west, and Zhouzi is rumored to be Wuzhen.

Translation: As we approach the village, the flowers fall and drift away with the flowing water, and geese and birds fly over the river. A pair of stone towers stand on the east and west sides, and the boatman says that this is the rumored Wuzhen.

2, "Staying in Wuzhen at Night, You Have Huai and Traveling with the Gentlemen (Two Songs)" Ming Dynasty Historical Review.

At night by the bridge in Wuzhen in the moonlight, I still call to see the mountains in my dreams.

Translation: On the edge of Luhuai at Wuzhen Bridge, the moon is bright at night. In my dream, I felt like cheering up and looking at the mountains.

3, "Rain in Wuzhen" contemporary Xu Ping.

The paulownia leaves are sparse and the moss is green, and the canopy boat stops at Gujin. Line to Li Lane Liantao Lane, everywhere flag pavilion compound well pavilion.

Translation: The leaves on the plane trees are sparse, the moss on the walls is full of green, and the caravan boat in Wuzhen is parked in Xianggujin. Along the way, Li Lane is connected to Tao Lane, and there are flag pavilions and well pavilions everywhere.

1, the heavy frost of the reed flower is at the beginning of the day, and the mulberry is cloudy and the moon does not sink. From Song Zao Huishen's "Night Over Wuzhen", which means: the reed flowers have become heavy because of the frost, the shadows of the mulberry and the Zhemu have moved, and the moon has not completely sunk before the blue noise.

At night by the bridge in Wuzhen in the moonlight, I still call to see the mountains in my dreams. Source: "Staying in Wuzhen at night and traveling with the gentlemen (two songs)".

Overnight in Wuzhen original text.

Surname. Song Boma is blind Jiren.

The view is extremely blurry with ancient forests, and the bend of the river port seems to be difficult to find.

The heavy frost of the reed flower is at the beginning, and the Sangtuo god jujube is cloudy and the moon is not sinking.

Although I love wine, I am afraid of smelling the anvil when I give clothes.

The night boat is singing about the mountain, and it is said that it is too late to return home.

Night Over Wuzhen" [Song] Song Boren.

The ancient forest is blurred, and the crooked stream port seems to be difficult to find.

The heavy frost of the reed flower is at the beginning, and the mulberry is not sinking in the shade.

Although I love wine, I am afraid of smelling the anvil when I give clothes. Slow branches.

The song on the night boat is full of songs, saying that it is all about returning home to a heart.

Pieces of snow are returning in spring, and Jane is like flying and wandering.

The old branches on the tree are of new color, and the eaves are brown and white.

Holding the wine tent boat to push the henchmen, set up a barrier to eliminate the chess pavilion to see the mind.

Nothing is like this in the world, and poetry and articles are fast.

Song Dynasty, by Chen Mi.

About Yang Zhizhi, Pan Qianzhi's Dengqingshui Rock, Unfruitful and Pan Yun".

The Xitang nucleus penetrates into the stream and mountain a little deep, and it is intended to accompany the cane to pursue it far away.

Thousands of ancient slow envy trees are green, and hundreds of yellow orioles are still good.

You have beautiful women laughing together, and I am clumsy and hindered.

Standing on the west pond of the spine when shifting, there are wine bottles that dare to pour themselves.

Bodhisattva · Everyone says Jiangnan is good".

Tang) Wei returned to the village.

Everyone is envious of the world and says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists are only old in Jiangnan.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and Hui Xi draws the boat to listen to the rain.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists.

If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

Docking Guazhou" Huai Jue.

Song) Wang Anshi.

Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains.

The spring breeze knows that it has come to the south bank of the Yangtze River again, when will the bright moon shine on the lead and I will still be in the face?

Water orange traces tune song head, boat over Wushu value, rain and less rest, night tour with Fuqing".

Song] Ge Tan. The belly of the sail fills the sky, and the trees are misty and cloudy. Thousands of acres of green light, for whom to come and go and for whom to stay. It is suspected that it is Wu Gong Xizi, lightly sweeping and trimming his eyebrows, and putting on Yu Xiqiu. The middle stream sees off the travelers, but they look at the hooligans.

The wind changes, the embankment is chaotic, the waves are sad, the beads are jumping, and the thunder and lightning will be harvested. It should be the thin appearance of the Yang Hou, urging me to have a splendid chest in my chest, singing and singing gulls. The remnants seem to treat each other, and a wisp of charm is subdued.