【第1句】：關于“下弦月”的詩詞有哪些

【第1句】： 望江南·詠弦月

清代：納蘭性德

初八月，半鏡上青霄。斜倚畫闌嬌不語，暗移梅影過紅橋，裙帶北風飄。

【第2句】： 渡江云·晴嵐低楚甸

宋代：周邦彥

晴嵐低楚甸，暖回雁翼，陣勢起平沙。驟驚春在眼，借問何時，委曲到山家。涂香暈色，盛粉飾、爭作妍華。千萬絲、陌頭楊柳，漸漸可藏鴉。

堪嗟。清江東注，畫舸西流，指長安日下。愁宴闌、風翻旗尾，潮濺烏紗。今宵正對初弦月，傍水驛、深艤蒹葭。沉恨處，時時自剔燈花。

【第3句】： 遣意二首

唐代：杜甫

囀枝黃鳥近，泛渚白鷗輕。一徑野花落，孤村春水生。

衰年催釀黍，細雨更移橙。漸喜交游絕，幽居不用名。

檐影微微落，津流脈脈斜。野船明細火，宿雁聚圓沙。

云掩初弦月，香傳小樹花。鄰人有美酒，稚子夜能賒。

【第4句】： 摸魚兒（壽賈師憲）

宋代：趙從橐

指庭前、翠云金雨。霏霏香滿仙宇。一清透徹渾無底，秋水也無流處。君試數。此樣襟懷，頓得乾坤住。閑情半許。聽萬物氤氳，從來形色，每向靜中覷。

琪花落，相接西池壽母。年年弦月時序。荷衣菊佩尋常事，分付兩山容與。天證取。此老平生，可向青天語。瑤卮緩舉。要見我何心，西湖萬頃，來去自鷗鷺。

【第5句】： 浪淘沙

宋代：李彭老

潑火雨初晴。草色青青。傍檐垂柳賣春餳。畫舫載花花解語，綰燕吟鸞。

簫鼓入西泠。一片輕陰。鈿車羅蓋競歸城。別有水窗人喚酒，弦月初生。

【第2句】：有關下弦月的詩詞

讓我想到漫畫下弦之月~~

只能找到英文詩

BY/Amy Lowell

The Last Quarter of the Moon

How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life,

A spatter of rust on its polished steel!

The seasons reel

Like a goaded wheel.

Half-numb, half-maddened, my days are strife.

The night is sliding towards the dawn,

And upturned hills crouch at autumn's knees.

A torn moon flees

Through the hemlock trees,

The hours have gnawed it to feed their spawn.

Pursuing and jeering the misshapen thing

A rabble of clouds flares out of the east.

Like dogs unleashed

After a beast,

They stream on the sky, an outflung string.

A desolate wind, through the unpeopled dark,

Shakes the bushes and whistles through empty nests,

And the fierce unrests

I keep as guests

Crowd my brain with corpses, pallid and stark.

Leave me in peace, O Spectres, who haunt

My labouring mind, I have fought and failed.

I have not quailed,

I was all unmailed

And naked I strove, 'tis my only vaunt.

The moon drops into the silver day

As waking out of her swoon she comes.

I hear the drums

Of millenniums

Beating the mornings I still must stay.

The years I must watch go in and out,

While I build with water, and dig in air,

And the trumpets blare

Hollow despair,

The shuddering trumpets of utter rout.

An atom tossed in a chaos made

Of yeasting worlds, which bubble and foam.

Whence have I come?

What would be home?

I hear no answer. I am afraid!

I crave to be lost like a wind-blown flame.

Pushed into nothingness by a breath,

And quench in a wreath

Of engulfing death

This fight for a God, or this devil's game.