"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan", Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty, the bright moon rises on the sea, 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, the compassionate light is full, 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 sea swallowed up the bright moon, and the bright moon rose quietly. People thousands of miles apart were enjoying this round of bright moon. Looking at the moon brings about lovesickness, which makes people unable to sleep. The poet then put out the candle, put on his clothes and walked out into the courtyard. On the night of lovesickness, there is nothing to give to each other, only hands full of moonlight.
But we are thousands of miles apart, how can we send each other off? Let's go to sleep, maybe I can be with you in my dreams.
Every year when the moon is full, looking up at the same bright moon in ancient and modern times, I wonder who is missing you, and who is missing in your heart?