Gu Xing Yuelang’s poems

Gu Lang Yue Xing

Tang Dynasty 6?1 Li Bai

When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, and it was called a white jade plate.

I also doubt that the Yao Tai Mirror is flying in the blue clouds.

The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus tree is not round.

The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who he wanted to eat with?

The toad erodes its round shadow, and the bright night is gone.

In the past, Yi fell from the Nine Crows, and the heavens and humans were clear and peaceful.

The yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to see if it goes away.

How are you worried? The sadness is heartbreaking.