Feeling the beauty of ancient poetry in the Mid Autumn Festival when the moon is full
Read aloud: Sun Mutian, Zhang Luzhou, Sun Wenhao, Li Yanmei
Ten thousand miles, this feeling is the same as bringing clean, which is the most clear today in a year.
The Mid Autumn Festival is a festival of perfect integration of labor practice and poetic habitation, Kuang Wei nature and Dunhua human relations; The Mid Autumn Festival is a time of family reunion. Between the lines of ancient Chinese, the Mid Autumn Festival carries a deep feeling of homesickness and romance.
In a good season, I wish I could have it every year. The Mid Autumn Festival is common. For a truly ceremonial Mid Autumn Festival, traditional classical poetry should not be absent. Today, three readers will bring you the most beautiful Mid Autumn poems. In these beautiful poems, let's feel the memory of the Mid Autumn Festival of the ancients and appreciate the most gentle and poetic season of the year.
The Most Magnificent Mid Autumn Poetry
"Chanting Nujiao, Passing Dongting" (Song Dynasty, Zhang Xiaoxiang)
The green grass in Dongting, near the Mid Autumn Festival, is even less attractive. Jade Jianqiong has thirty thousand hectares of land, and she is taking a leaf out of my boat. The moon is bright, the river is shining, and both the outside and the inside are clear.
It's hard to tell you the beauty of a leisurely mind. You should read the mountain surface for years. The solitary light shines on you, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow. The short hair is rustling and the placket and sleeve are cold. It is steady and broad. Exhausting the Xijiang River and carefully pouring the Beidou, everything is the guest. I don't know what time it will be.
Comment: The sky is blue, the water is not flourishing, the moon shines on the lake, and the world is clear. Boating on the lake, take the water of the Yangtze River as wine, the Big Dipper as wine cup, and then invite the stars and everything in the sky as guests to have a careful drink with me. In this situation and in this state, there is no heaven and earth, and I don't know when it will be. This kind of grandeur, this kind of heroic feeling, throughout the Song Ci, can not be added.
Mid Autumn Poetry with the Most Science Fiction Colors
"Slow Mulan Flower" (Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji)
Pity the moon this night. Where are you going? Is there another world? Where can I see the light and shadow? Is it the sky outside, empty and sweaty, but the wind is mighty to send the Mid Autumn Festival? Who is responsible for flying mirror without root? Who will stay if Dae doesn't marry?
It means that there is no reason to ask after the bottom of the sea, and trance makes people sad. Afraid of the long whale, it will break through the Jade Hall and Qionglou. The toad can't stand to bathe in the water. Ask the cloud, why the rabbit can solve the problem? If the Tao is intact, why is the cloud gradually like a hook?
Comment: A series of questions made this word almost the most scientific one in ancient China. Why can the moon not fall in the sky? Will they not be damaged when they sink into the sea? Why does the full moon gradually become a crescent moon? Does it sink here and rise there Eight hundred years ago, Xin Qiji came into contact with the scientific phenomenon that the moon revolves around the earth. Wang Guowei exclaimed, "I have understood the truth of the moon circling the earth... It can be called divine understanding." Xin Qiji also wrote "Taichangyin", "A round of autumn shadow turns into golden waves, and the flying mirror is sharpened again. He asked Yuan'e," How can I be deceived by white hair? Take advantage of the wind to see the mountains and rivers from the sky. When Zhuo goes to Guibosuo, the humanity is more clear ", which was also written in the works of the Mid Autumn Festival, An excellent verse full of romantic color.
The Most Magnificent Mid Autumn Poetry
"Chanting Nujiao, Passing Dongting" (Song Dynasty, Zhang Xiaoxiang)
The green grass in Dongting, near the Mid Autumn Festival, is even less attractive. Jade Jianqiong has thirty thousand hectares of land, and she is taking a leaf out of my boat. The moon is bright, the river is shining, and both the outside and the inside are clear. It's hard to tell you the beauty of a leisurely mind. You should read the mountain surface for years. The solitary light shines on you, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow. The short hair is rustling and the placket and sleeve are cold. It is steady and broad. Exhausting the Xijiang River and carefully pouring the Beidou, everything is the guest. I don't know what time it will be.
Comment: The sky is blue, the water is not flourishing, the moon shines on the lake, and the world is clear. Boating on the lake, take the water of the Yangtze River as wine, the Big Dipper as wine cup, and then invite the stars and everything in the sky as guests to have a careful drink with me. In this situation and in this state, there is no heaven and earth, and I don't know when it will be. This kind of grandeur, this kind of heroic feeling, throughout the Song Ci, can not be added.
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