Modern poems about reunion

1. Modern poems describing reunion,

Mid-Autumn Festival

If that can be considered a separation

In my young heart< /p>

Can I forgive you?

Just like the fallen leaves can forgive the wild wind for being rude

Youth can forgive the years for erasing her

The crickets stopped Noisy

The pomegranate tree was covered with blushing fruits

The last rain soaked the wild roses

(They say the roses by the lake like to sing )

Will you sit under the moon

Listen to me singing

Listen to my song and fly into the mountains and forests

Fly over the lake< /p>

Flying towards the full moon

Life is a difficult play to perform

On a stage surrounded by people

No lights, no music

Only my loud voice

Sing that song whose name I forgot

So what?

The years will continue

I don’t know when we will be separated again

The moon has risen to mid-air

It turns out that the lake will also have the sound of tide

< p> What is eternal from beginning to end

is just the waxing and waning moon

In the pale forest

Autumn chrysanthemums bloom

Under the moon

You and I bid farewell with tears 2. Modern poems describing reunion,

Full Moon Original Cobra I saw a full moon rising from the depths of the clouds and I wanted to use some The epic song extols its meaning. I want it to last forever in this great era. Forever in this great place, clear eyes float with tearful gaze. The longing for birth accelerates in the maple leaves. Five thousand years of starlight formed by the descendants of Yan and Huang. The five-thousand-year-old phoenix rests in another place for the root of love. She rushes to the full moon without hesitation to pursue the direction of the dragon. Tonight, I don’t care about the beautiful scene. I just want to weigh the weight of August and pour out my love. My son on sunny days and my daughter on rainy days. Ah, let us burn the desolation for love. The blue moon is spitting out the strong power of love in the sky. It rolls up to the hearing and vision until the heart turns into a fiery red moon. The flames of the moon at both ends of the Milky Way decompose the Seven Fairies and Dong Lang. The blood and tears of Shan Boyingtai were banned under the primitive moon. The dream of love and desire. Where did the full moon come from in the era when Jiang Nu cried down the Great Wall? In today’s sky, whether it is the prosperity and decay of women or the vastness and busyness of men, the tranquility of the past. Today, everyone is favored and shines on the earth. Du Shiniang holding a treasure box will never appear again. The frontier where Zhaojun goes out of the fortress is full of longings leading to the sky, and there are love networks in all directions connected by rainbows. For the true love from afar, for the love of relatives. Gathering is the true full moon woven by human ingenuity. Today, those fragile river valleys have been clothed with strong glory. Those desolate wine glasses bear the tragic night, and those victimized faces have sent the murderer to the execution ground. The harvested souls of ancestors Start floating freely with a smile, start flying brightly under the bright moonlight, the bright sunshine orders civilization to hold the doors and windows of youth, burn the old decay, cut open the sorrow of disease, let the beautiful moonlight be eternal in this vast paradise, after thousands of years of rain. Moon blown by the wind, from now on you will not be swaying on the roof of the world. The morning stars on your edge exude the fragrance full of dreams. The clouds passing over you are what decorate your clothes. What appears on the black earth where you spread your light is The kindness of the world and the hard-working people of Dunhuang give you soul and nobleness. The homesick wanderers raise their glasses to you and cast the reverie of joyful gatherings. Home, accompanying you, I will sing my cares to the moon. You are a poetic village illuminated by the sun, no matter it is prosperous. The city is still beautiful and the Gobi already has your round moon. 3. Modern poetry with the theme of "Reunion and Harmony"

I stand on the shore of the South China Sea and look at the sunset. Underneath the sunset is the feeling that I miss my warm home day and night. Even though the geese take me with me when I return, It's so heavy and sweet, but why are there so many jackals blocking the way on this road back home? Last night I dreamed of returning to my hometown and listened to the gurgling stream of folk songs. In the evening singing, the face of an old friend appeared in the smoke. Mom, my dear mother, will you still accept this from me? Is this a lost seed? I stand on the top of the Great Wall, chasing the returning goose in the clouds. It carries a letter from my son to go home. Although the day of reunion is getting closer, why do I miss my family more and more? The road back home becomes longer and longer as we travel. The heavy and heavy mood of tonight has been let go. Yesterday's separation of family ties is about to turn into a scar on the face of time. After hundreds of years of vicissitudes, we are finally reunited. The mountains are high and the water is long. Goodbye, my beloved child. My child, this failed seed has now sprouted and blossomed. Come back to your mother’s arms. If you feel wronged, it will definitely be to your mother. My child, do you know that the moon is so full and bright tonight? Has your tired ship ever returned to the wind? Don't forget to add more clothes when you are older. Mom, my dear mother, have you seen the moon tonight is really bright and round? My tired ship is about to dock in your warm harbor - then I will be drunk at that moment in this intoxicating and tender land. Tonight, we all can’t help but burst into tears...

4. Please write a poem about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion. You can write it yourself, modern or ancient poems.

1. Li Bai’s moon cakes

There are two baskets in front of the bed. They are suspected to be unpackaged. Look up at the bright moon. Lower your head and smell the cake!

2. Du Fu’s moon cakes

The grass is fine and the breeze is gentle, so there are many gifts this year. What can be magnanimous? Mooncakes are the best!

3. Liu Zongyuan’s mooncakes

Birds without power will fly away, and people without money will disappear. Tasting cakes and hats, celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival alone!

4. Su Shi’s mooncakes

When will the bright moon come out? Lift the cake and ask the sky. I don’t know how much mooncakes in the sky can be sold for

5. Xu Zhimo’s mooncakes

I accepted them quietly, just as you quietly gave them away, I waved my sleeves and said to you in the coming year Will you give it away or not?

6. Qiong Yao’s Mooncake

I have a mooncake, and I don’t know who I can share it with. There are many secrets in it, and the person who sends the cake can understand. There is deep love outside the cake, but there are many purposes inside the cake. Welcome and send away without a trace, leaving only a curtain of dreams!

I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance! 5. Ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion

Looking at the Moon on the 15th Night by Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Guan Shan Yue Li Bai The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay.

Origin of the battlefield, no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.

The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh. Drinking alone under the moon Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.

For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Night Thoughts by Li Bai There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Moonlight Night Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e Li Shangyin The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.

The Moon on the Night of August 15th by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky.

There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.

Reminiscing about my brother-in-law on a moonlit night, Du Fu. The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. Frost Moon Li Shangyin I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water reaches the sky a hundred feet high.

The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. Embracing the Autumn Night under the Moon Meng Haoran The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew.

The startled magpie has not yet settled down, and the flying firefly rolls in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night.

How long is the good time! Standing looking at the sky. On the night of August 15th, Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan, Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty, I feel free to see the moon in the dust, it is the clear autumn in the fairy mansion.

The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.

Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is thousands of miles apart. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited the true immortal official from afar.

The clouds are about to move, and the stars are moving, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.

Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon by Yan Shu Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. On this evening, people are alone in the corner. It may not be that Su'e has no regrets. The jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is alone. Mid-Autumn Moon by Su Shi. The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? Looking at the Moon in Huanting Pavilion on the Night of August 15th by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty On the night of August 15th of the past year, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?

Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon, the tortoises are covered with frost, the wind is late and the good wind is like a farewell curtain. The trees are leaning against each other and there are infinite candles. The faint fragrance remains and I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune. I hear the tune in the north and gradually see the stars in the south. Who is the school? The coolness is beginning to weaken. On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, on the night of August 15th, when the osmanthus and Tangpi were off, a jade stone was placed under the moon, and a new dew was found in front of the temple.

So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.

Before the cup is full, silver surges out, and chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium waters from the Ming River.

Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it.

The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.

Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.

Chase the waves carelessly through twists and turns, go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board. The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves and winds will not be strong again.

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse, but when you return and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew.

No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon.

The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest. Climbing a Tower to Look at the Moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival Mi Fu, Song Dynasty My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights nurture the clams.

If there is no moon door in the sky, the cassia branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Hao asked Qiang Qiang, the days were too thin, the clothes were narrow, the autumn was cold, the children recalled each other on the road, how could they know that it was hard to dew, the sound of the hut, the sound of the stream, the rocky beach, the night came, the moon came to dawn, and the full moon flew in Du Fu's "August 15th Night Moon" Bright mirror, return to the heart and fold the sword.

Turn around and travel far away, climb the laurel tree and look up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat.

Looking at the white rabbit at this time, I want to count the hair. ("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty") "Playing with the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. Seeing the moon in the dust, my heart feels leisurely. It is a fairy mansion in the clear autumn.

Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky is thousands of miles apart. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited the true immortal official from afar.

The clouds are about to fall and the stars are moving, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.

Beautiful scenery and good times are hard to come by again, so he should feel melancholy on this day. ("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty") Tang Bai Juyi "Watching the Moon in the Pavilion on the Night of August 15th" In the past year, on the night of August 15th, I was beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Where is the hometown to the northwest? How many times is the moon full to the southeast?

Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years. ("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty") Tang Pi Rixiu's "Guizi on the Night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple" A jade stone falls under the moon, and a new one is found in front of the temple.

So far, there is no such thing as heaven, it should be thrown to people by Chang'e. ("Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty") Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long.

Before the cup is full, silver surges out, and chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium waters from the Ming River.

Then I ordered to look coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to see it. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons.

Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night.

Chase the waves carelessly through twists and turns, go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board. The green light disappears before turning around the mountain. How can the waves and winds return to be strong again?

The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse, but when you return and drink wine, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall becomes clearer and clearer, and the dew grass in the throat sounds cold.

No one is around when the roller blinds are pushed open. Only Old Chu is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon.

The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty follow the sunrise, and suddenly I have a dream of a Yaotai guest.

6. A modern poem praising the reunion of students during the Mid-Autumn Festival

Mid-Autumn Festival

If that counts as a separation

In my case In a young heart

Can I forgive you?

Just like falling leaves can forgive the wild wind

Rudeness

Youth can forgive the years

Erase her

Two

The crickets stopped making noise