Poetry describing climbing high to admire the moon in autumn:
"Mountain Dwelling"
Li Pin of the Tang Dynasty
If I want to find my way out of poverty, the East and West will come from me. failed. The scroll is only about the crane, and the painting is about the monk.
The fallen leaves and sweeping clouds make the autumn mountain full of moonlight. How old is the water on the stone, and the water on the high-rise building is dripping every night.
"A Visit to Jingting Pavilion and Send to Cui Shiyu (A Work I Climb to the Ancient City and Send to the Mansion"
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Under the Jingting Pavilion in my home, I often continue to write Xie Gong's works) . Hundreds of years have passed, and the wind is just like yesterday.
Climb high and look down at the Qingshan Guo, where the egrets and egrets are singing and dancing. The crane in the snow looks at the floating clouds independently.
When I come to see me, I will smile. The road of life is like the autumn wind.
There is a jade sword in the room, and the promise is not left behind. A strong man should not be underestimated. I will stay in the cloud pavilion.