What are the poems describing the different forms of the moon?

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Yu Li

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi

The night of August 15th (Don Du Fu)

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.

Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.

At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?