Poetry that expresses ideas with the moon.

The poem "I miss the moon" is as follows:

1, Jingyesi (Tang) Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Translation:

The bright moonlight shines on the window like a layer of silver frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon outside the sky window, overlooking my distant hometown.

2. The Jade Family (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.

Translation:

The jade steps gave birth to dew at night, and the dew soaked the socks when standing at night.

I had to go back indoors and put down the crystal curtains, still staring at the autumn moon through the transparent curtains.

3. The Song of Autumn Pu-The Thirteenth Song (Tang) Li Bai

The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon.

Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.

Translation:

A clear moon is reflected in the transparent green water, and a row of egrets fly in the sun.

Farmer Lang and Huo listened to the girl who picked Ling, sang folk songs together and walked back to the moon.

4, "Drinking alone with the Moon-One" (Tang) Li Bai:

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Translation:

Put a pot of good wine in the flowers, strangers, and drink alone.

Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon drink * * *, plus his own figure just three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, and the shadow is in vain.

For the time being, with the shadow of the bright moon, spring night should take this opportunity to eat, drink and be merry.

I sing, the moon lingers, I dance, and the shadows float back and forth.

Play together when you are awake, and go their separate ways when you are drunk.

I hope I can roam freely forever and meet you in the boundless Tianhe River.