... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
My home is far away in Qingshan, and the white clouds are deep elsewhere. -Chen Ziliang's "Saibei Spring Return"
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman