What are the poems with "stars"?

1, "One Night Mountain Temple"

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.

Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.

2. "Untitled"

Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

3. 24 poems

Year: Tang Author: Si Kongtu

Jude mineral gold, such as lead producing silver, super-heart smelting, absolutely loves phosphorus.

An empty pool is full of flowing springs, and the ancient mirror shines on the gods. The body is pure and the moon is true.

Looking forward to the stars, singing to the people, running water today, the predecessor of the bright moon.

4. "Young Bai Weiling, Huaiyang people are antagonistic in class."

Year: Song Author: Xiang Ziyin

Huaiyang is the opposite in class. Laughter made Yao Huang drunk. Ten years of chaos has deep worries. White hair and laughter are the same, just like Zhu. Listen carefully and know where to go. Want to go to the stars. The cold began to overflow and the clouds closed at dusk. Look at the blue sky like water and the moon like a stream.

5. Seven Untitled Poems

Year: Contemporary Author: Qian Zhongshu

Put down the weeping willows, turn to the canopy and look at the flying sheep and curtains.

Spring is no longer full of oil, so it is difficult to send tears to the sky.

Refining the stone will eventually kill the soul, and the fried glue will become empty.

Or the courtyard melts into the moon, and the stars were absolutely windy last night.