Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan
[Tang Dynasty] Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lover complains about the distant night, but falls in love at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is full of pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
The maple leaves halfway up the mountain are as poetic as the maple leaves!