What are the ancient poems about "Looking out the window at night, every household is brightly lit"?

1, "King of the Jianglou" Tang? Bai Juyi

At night, looking east on the upper floor of the river, the sea is connected with the sea as far as the eye can see; The feeling of mountains and rivers is wide and long.

The city lights up around, and a galaxy sinks into the center of the water.

On a sunny day, the wind blows against the old trees, rustling as if it were raining; On summer nights, the moon hangs all over the ground, just like autumn frost.

Can we go to the river to cool off? Refresher than your cabin.

2, "Ruan Langgui, Leiyang Daozhong Tui Guan Fu as Zhang Chu's father" Song? Xin Qiji

The lights in front of the mountain are flashing, and towards dusk, a cloud is floating around the mountain. The partridge heard the voices of several families living in the village. I was on the lonely Xiaoxiang Road, and I seemed to meet an old friend.

When the young man also learned that Zhuge Liang was holding a feather fan, holding his head high and commanding thousands of troops to fight the enemy with ease. Although I am haggard and down in the world now, I want to recall my lost soul for Yu's "Evocation Fu". Since ancient times, many scholars have been useless and read more than themselves.

3, "Night Tour Palace, Sunshine under Leaves" Song? Zhou Bangyan

The setting sun shines under the leaves. The waves turn pale and sink. The sour wind on the bridge hits the eyes. Standing for a long time, watching the dusk and lighting up the city.

The bottom of the cold window of an ancient house. Listen to some songs, the well is flying. Don't fall in love with single. Who knows, for Xiao Niang, a book is a piece of paper.

4. "The Night of May 15th" Tang? Bai Juyi

Old acquaintances are happy and swim at night.

Spring breeze comes to the seaside and the moon is in the upper reaches of the river.

Lights are everywhere, and music is everywhere.

It's okay to think of Dili, not tired of Hangzhou.

5, "Jade Case Yuan" Song Xin Qi Ji

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. ?

Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.