A beautiful poem full of stars:
1. solitary at the tavern, I am shut in with loneliness and grief. Memories of the cold lights back home memories of the past; Just like a lost flock of wild geese.
2. while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.
3. The smoke cage is cold and the moon is full of sand, and the night is near Qinhuai restaurant. Business women don't know how to hate the country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
4. Without words, the moon is silent, and the moon is full of light and people are affectionate. Don't miss people like the moon, and go to the city on the water between the clouds.
5. Riverside waters are Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born at sea.
6. her jade-white staircase is cold with dew, her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long. Back to the room to put down the crystal curtain, still separated the curtain looking at the exquisite moon.
7. The night in day order is as cool as water, lying and watching the morning glory and the weaver star.
8. after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks.
9. I think quietly on the river floor alone, and the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
1. On the third night of September, the moon is like a pearl dew like a bow.
11. I miss you every night, and I drink a river.
12. When I first heard of the wild goose, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water reached the sky. Frost god Qingnv and the moon in the moon are not afraid of the cold, in the cold cream of the Kangetsu bucket, more than a beautiful and pure beauty.
13. the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time. The people of love all hate the long night, sleepless nights and bring their loved ones to remembrance.
14. the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time.
15. you said you would come, but you did not, and you left me with no other trace, than the moonlight on your tower at the fifth-watch bell.