Poems on "River, Water, Falling Flowers and jathyapple"

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. Rudder (Yan) travels thousands of miles with the waves, and there is no moon on the river! The river flows around diàn, and the flowers and trees in the moonlight are like Xi à n. Frost flows in the air, but it can't fly. You can't see the white sand on t and ng (t and ng). There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Riverside (pàn Who saw the moon first? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil (zhēn). At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the river falls to the west of the moon. The oblique (xié) moon is full of sea fog, and the rocky Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. I think this song is enough.