And the bright moon cup drank the evening breeze cool, who wrote

From the Book of the Night - Rabbit Wrap Omelette.

Words: Quanzhu Player.

Original song: "Maple Leaf Falling".

The beginning of the night is quiet, the hustle and bustle is covered Who cuts the candle shadow is slim, the ink wants to condense The pen has not fallen What is the trouble to think about, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is slightly gloomy, pondering and playing with the pen Suddenly the smile is long, reminiscing The time scene is vaguely soaked in the warm sun, and now the tired birds are snuggling with each other, and it is difficult to get together Why not know each other The sky is far away and the smoke is far away, and the bright moon is drunk The evening breeze is cool, the night is cold The hustle and bustle is gloomy Who does not sleep The candle shadow is long, and the ink will be exhausted Paper butterflies want to fly What is like thinking about it, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is slightly gloomy, and the pen is sighed Suddenly, he smiled.

Let's put the bright moon and drink the evening breeze together" from Yin Ximian's "Night Book (cover -) Night Book (cover -) is a song sung by Yin Ximian, which is included in "I Sleep in the Past"**.

And put the bright moon lamp, what does it mean to drink the evening breeze and cool the answer is:

And put the bright moon lamp, drink the evening breeze cool, and the cup is facing the bright moon, with the cool evening breeze happy to drink.

and put the bright moon lamp, drink the evening breeze and cool together" from Yin Ximian's "Night Book".

For the time being, the cup is facing the bright moon and drinking happily with the cool evening breeze.

From the Book of the Night - Rabbit Wrap Omelette.

From the Book of the Night - Rabbit Wrap Omelette.

Words: Quanzhu Player.

Hello,"Let's drink the bright moon together, the evening breeze is cool" is from the song "Night Book" of the rabbit omelet.

The beginning of the night is quiet, the hustle and bustle is covered Who cuts the candle shadow is slim, the ink wants to condense The pen has not fallen What is the trouble to think about, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is slightly gloomy, pondering and playing with the pen Suddenly the smile is long, reminiscing The time scene is vaguely soaked in the warm sun, and now the tired birds are snuggling with each other, and it is difficult to get together Why not know each other The sky is far away and the smoke is far away, and the bright moon is drunk The evening breeze is cool, the night is cold The hustle and bustle is gloomy Who does not sleep The candle shadow is long, and the ink will be exhausted Paper butterflies want to fly What is like thinking about it, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is slightly gloomy, and the pen is sighed Suddenly, he smiled.

and put the bright moon lamp, drink the evening breeze coolly" from Yin Ximian's "Night Book (cover -)".

Hello, the meaning of these two sentences is: for the time being, put the cup to the bright moon, with the cool evening breeze to drink together.

From Yin Ximian's "Night Book (cover -)."

And drink the bright moon cup together in the evening breeze. The lyrics of the song sung by Yoon Seomian. It means that the cups are facing the bright moon and are easy to drink together with the cool evening breeze.

Yin Ximian. It means to face the bright moon and drink happily with the cool evening breeze.

Night book (cover -).

Lyrics : Izumi Bamboo Player.

The night is quiet, the hustle and bustle is covered, and the shadow of the candle is faint.

The ink wants to condense, the pen has not fallen, and what is the trouble to think about.

Shallow frowning, eyes rippling, autumn water slightly glowing.

Pondering, flicking the pen, suddenly smiling.

Reminiscing about that time, the old things are still soaked in the warm sun.

Up to now, the tired birds are snuggling with each other, and their minds are separate.

It's hard to get together, why don't you know the sky, and the smoke is far away.

And drink the bright moon cup together in the evening breeze.

The night is cold, the hustle and bustle is gloomy, and no one sleeps for a long candle.

The ink will be exhausted, the paper butterflies want to fly, what is like yi, and I am willing to think about it.

Shallow frowning, eyes rippling, autumn water slightly glowing.

Put down the pen and sigh again, and suddenly smile for a long time.

Hello, a friend sticks a dense amount of about 3 kilometers long-range, and his author should be.

Maple Leaves Fall "Quiet at the beginning of the night, the hustle and bustle is covered Who cuts the candle shadow is slim, the ink wants to condense The pen has not fallen What is the trouble to think about, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is slightly gloomy, contemplative and lightly playing the pen Suddenly the smile is long, and the memory is long and reminiscing That time scene is still soaked in the warm sun of the old things, and now Tired birds are nestled together Thoughts are in each other's minds, it is difficult to get together Why not know the friendship The sky is far away and the smoke is far away, and the bright moon is drunk in the evening breeze, and the night is cold The hustle and bustle is gloomy Who doesn't sleep The candle shadow is long, and the ink will be exhausted Paper butterflies want to fly What is like thinking about it, frowning shallowly The eyes are rippling The autumn water is faint and gloomy, Put down the pen and sigh again, and suddenly smile for a long time.

1."Jade House Spring".

Song] Ouyang Xiu.

The bottle is going to say the return date.

Before he spoke, Chunrong swallowed miserably.

Life is inherent.

This hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Leave the song and don't renovate it.

A song can teach the intestines to knot.

You have to see all the Luoyang flowers.

The spring breeze is easy to say goodbye.

Brief Analysis] The author Xijing stayed behind to push the official after his term expired, and when he left Luoyang, he said goodbye to his relatives and friends, and his heart was desolate. At the farewell feast, he planned to say the return date, but he did not swallow it before speaking. "Proposed"、"Desire to speak"The two words contain how much regret they can't bear to say.

However, as a rational lyricist, parting is inevitable"Chun Rong swallowed miserably", but did not indulge in the sorrow of parting and could not help themselves, but from the already reached people, the parting was pushed to the common theme of the whole world. The author is soberly aware of:"Parting with love and hatred is an emotion that people are afraid of, and it has nothing to do with the wind and snow.

Therefore, the parting song should not be refurbished, a song is already painful. The lyrics are extraordinary in expressing the theme of parting sorrow and farewell, with sadness and desolation, and more pride, which embodies the poet's love for beautiful things and the emotion of the impermanence of life.

2.The autumn breeze is clear.

Li Bai] The autumn breeze is clear, and the autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened.

Lovesickness knows when it will be, and it is embarrassing to be embarrassed at this time.

Expresses lovesickness.

The advertising words of Luzhou Laojiao in the 90s can't be remembered: the ancient poems can be worshipped,?? Both are wine fairies. Li Bai raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and Su Shi asked Qingtian. The rolling Yangtze River is endless, and the old cellar of Luzhou has been passed down from generation to generation.

Li Bai raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and Su Shi asked Qingtian. The rolling Yangtze River is passing away in the east, and the long song is accompanied by wine in the evening clouds.

There are three and a half poems through the ages, and two toasting immortals in Shu. Li Bai raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and Su Shi asked Qingtian. The rolling Yangtze River is endless, and the Luzhou Laojiao has been passed down from generation to generation, brewing pure fragrance that floats thousands of miles and has won praise all over the world.

The advertising slogan is about a kind of wine in Sichuan:

There are three and a half poets through the ages, and two of them in Shu are wine fairies.

There are three and a half poets through the ages, and two golden wine immortals in Shu. Li Bai raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and Su Shi asked Qingtian for wine. The rolling Yangtze River is endless, and the old cellar of Luzhou has been passed down from generation to generation.

The advertising slogan of Luzhou Laojiao, Luzhou City, Sichuan Province, is a very old advertisement. Guojiao 1573 is also launched by Luzhou Laojiao. Hehe, many years later, the Mid-Autumn Festival came to answer, alone outside, thinking of the water tune song head, drinking alone under the moon, I suddenly remembered the advertising words I often listened to when I was a child.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

It's already so perfect, I won't be ugly in the next place!

Hey, one by one the answers are not what I asked, but unfortunately I don't know the answers.

How to solve the worries, only Du Kang.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon and drink with the poets.

Ask the wine to the sky, and travel with the saint.

Songs about Li Bai include Li Ronghao's "Li Bai".

Five-color heather leaf's "Yellow Wine Fairy Xing", river map.

"Chang'an Li Bai" and so on. The poet Li Bai created the peak of ancient romantic literature, the song style and the seven uniques to reach a height that is difficult for later generations to reach.

Spring Night Banquet: Sleepless.

Song: "The Tale of Genji" is full of spring.

Word: Shanglian. Which one said that if this river is turned into spring wine, the base song will build a bad hill?

Who said that life and death are illusory, and Qi Peng's death is vain?

Floating like a dream, beating horses in a hurry.

I don't sleep all night, lie down and watch the withered glory].

Lingering overnight.

Talking non-stop and getting drunk.

This bend of the promenade month.

There are flowers on the shoulders. Brew this night to talk and laugh.

The long placket is messy, and the wine stains are not shallow in this life.

Look at it with a wistful eye. Suddenly, the shadows were stacked.

It seems that the old man holds his hand and laughs.

I'm also in China. Take advantage of the wine to splash ink into a butterfly.

Who wants to say that the husband lives and dies in the guest room.

It's like a dream.

The clouds are lonely and white. The wine cripples are gone.

Other people look at each other.

If others laugh.

Laugh at me and linger. It's like a dream.

The wind is silent. Ayara made a flying smoke.

The country fights the horses.

I've seen it all in my life.

Don't forget to remember the end =

Zijin (ancient poems).

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

Even if I don't go, Zining won't make a sound?

Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it.

Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

Picky and embarrassed, in the city.

Not seen for a day, like March.

The Book of Poetry, National Style, Zheng Feng.

Thunder Peak Under the Moon Video (Modern Poetry).

I will send you a shadow of Leifeng Tower, the sky is full of dense black clouds and white clouds;

I'll give you a top of the Leifeng Tower, where the bright moon is sleeping in the heart of the waves.

The deep darkness of the night, the shadow of the tower, the moonlight, the slender scales-

If you and I swing an unsheltered dinghy, if you and I create a complete dream!

Xu Zhimo. Remembering Jiangnan (Chinese famous poem).

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the river water is as green as blue in spring, so you can not remember the south of the Yangtze River.

Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good.

Over the Fence (foreign poem).

Over the fence. There is a strawberry.

I know if I want to.

I can climb through.

Strawberries, so sweet!

However, the apron was dirty.

God must scold me!

Oh dear, I guess, if he's a kid too.

He will climb too, if he can!

[USA] Dickinson.

Ibid. have met the requirements of the year. It's taken so much time, give me the score!

1. Ancient poems.

Selling Charcoal" Tang Bai Juyi.

Sell charcoal, cut down and burn charcoal in the southern mountains.

The face is full of dust and smoke, and the temples are pale and the fingers are black.

What is the profit from selling charcoal? The clothes on the body eat in the mouth.

The poor shirt is single, and the heart is worried and wishes for the cold.

At night, a foot of snow outside the city came, and Xiao drove a charcoal cart to roll the ice ruts.

The cattle are trapped and the people are hungry, and they are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the city.

Who are the two riders? The yellow-clothed messenger is white-shirted.

The hand put the paperwork in his mouth, and returned to the car and led the ox to the north.

A cart of charcoal, more than 1,000 catties, the official envoy will not regret it.

Half a horse of red yarn is a zhang of silk, tied to the cow's head to fill the charcoal straight.

Background]: The poem "Selling Charcoal" is inscribed: "Kugong City". "Palace market" is a kind of maladministration in the middle and Tang Dynasty when the royal family openly plundered people's property in the city.

In the last years of the first year of Tang Dezongzhen, he intensified his efforts, using eunuchs to specialize in his affairs, sending hundreds of "Bai Wang" (procurement clerks sent by the palace) to monitor the east and west cities of Chang'an, depending on what was needed, often not paying or extorting money for a small amount.

Notes: Poor shirt is single.

Foreign Poetry:

Spanish poet Pedolfi "I Willing to Be a Rapids".

I would like to be rapids, small rivers in the mountains, on rough roads, rocky ......

As long as my love.

It's a small fish, in my waves.

Swim around happily.

I would like to be a barren forest, on both sides of the river, against gusts of wind, bravely fighting ......

As long as my love.

It's a little bird, in my dense.

Make a nest between the branches and chirp.

I would like to be ruins, on the steep rocks, this silent destruction.

It doesn't discourage me......

As long as my love.

It is the green ivy, which climbs intimately along my desolate forehead.

I would like to be a thatched hut, at the bottom of a deep valley, on top of a thatched hut, battered by wind and rain......

As long as my love.

It was the lovely flame, in my furnace, flashing happily slowly.

I would like to be clouds, gray broken flags, in the desert air, lazily floating around, as long as my lover.

It was a coral-like sunset, shining brightly on my pale face.

Tears flowed down my heart.

Verlaine's tears flowed down my heart, just like the autumn rain in the city.

A nameless emotion soaked into my heart.

The noisy and soft rain whispered on the ground and on the tiles.

Ah, the rain of fish that softly sings for a melancholy heart!

Tears flowed unreasonably, this heart was tired of itself.

How? And not scarred? This sorrow does not make sense.

This is the deepest pain when you don't know the cause of it.

There is neither love nor hate, and I have so much pain in my heart!

Love Roy. Clift.

I love you, but because of the way you are, and because of the way I am when I am with you.

I love you, but because of what you do for me, and because of what I can do for you.

I love you because you can bring out the truest part of me.

I love you, because you pass through the wilderness of my heart as easily as the sun penetrates through crystal, and my stupidity, my weakness, is almost non-existent in your gaze.

And the most beautiful place in my heart is illuminated by your light.

No one else has bothered to go that far, and everyone else thinks it's too troublesome to find, so everyone has discovered my beauty, so no one has ever come to me.