| Lu guimeng Mid-Autumn Festival to wait for the month Fail to lose to fail, Good news is like a good time. The blind tree is infinite, Candle fragrance left empty. I love to hear about Bei Li, Gradually watch the stars go south. Who is the school cool, To reduce the first round and noon. Meng Haoran The bright moon of the autumn sky hangs, and the light is shining. Jing que Qi is not fixed, and Fei Yi shutter. Ting Huai Han Ying Shu, adjacent night sound emergency. The best time! The sky is standing. Su Shi: Mid-Autumn Festival The moon is not high in the mountains, Ruiguang qizhang lives in vain. A cup of incomplete silver, The chaos of the cloud is like a crash. Who is the father of heaven, The water in qianqian district of the Ming River should be paid. Then let the cold look at people in the world, I can't afford it. Mars in Southwest China is like a bullet, At the end of the cape. Today's snacks cannot be seen, For more information. He Renren, Zhou, Gu Yu, The lantern becomes a fish dragon at night. Twists and turns, Go to the Song Festival. Qingying was not transferred to the front, Wave of wind back to Fu Jian. Bright Moon is easy for low and easy for scattered people, Return to call the wine more seriously. The better the moonlight, Swallow cold grass. Roller blinds, The window was too old to be dumb. Nandu is engaged in shame poverty, There are several monthly poems. Ming Dynasty personnel with sunrise, Suddenly a dream Yao Takeo. Wang Jian: moon on the 15th night Central White Tree crow, Cold Dew silent wet Osmanthus. Hope for the moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si falls. Yan Shu: jinyue Ten rounds of shadow, On the evening of the Chinese Valentine's day. You may not have to hate me, The cool sweet-scented osmanthus is solitary. |
