Which sentences in ancient songs are classics?

The lights are the same as before, and the bright moon is the first time. I was outside the palace wall, raising my glass to the sky. Distant drum music, distant Chinese New Year, distant life. Fireworks can be pitied, but the knot is difficult to dissolve. I will worry and get drunk. As old as new, this round of palace moon, according to me to what year? Outside the south courtyard, the phoenix tree smells fragrant, and the autumn rain rings the lattice window. Fishing by the river is quiet at the beginning of the night, with a bright moon and a cold pillow. Wind and dew thin clothes, fiber core candle. Talk about a lamp for a pair of me, two glasses of shadow and two glasses of frost. Vaguely, people face into the cloister and clear a few lines of poetry. Suddenly I feel that the building is empty, annoying and long.