What are the poems about "the bright moon"?

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -"Silent Night Thinking" Tang Li Bai

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain. -"Jade Family" Tang Li Bai

The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon. -"Thirteen Songs of Qiupu" Don Li Bai

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -"Sleeping in Jiande" Don Meng Haoran

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -"Guan Shanyue" Don Li Bai

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Full Moon, Philip Burkart, Tang Zhang Jiuling

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -"Moonlight Remembering Brothers" Don Du Fu

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. -"Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" Don Wang Wei

In the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow —— Reading Bai Juyi in Mujiang Song

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. -Shuang Yuetang Li Shangyin

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -"Silent Night Thinking" Tang Li Bai

The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.

Appreciation: this little poem has neither strange and novel imagination nor exquisite and gorgeous rhetoric; It only describes the homesickness of distant guests in a narrative tone, but it is meaningful and intriguing, and has attracted readers so widely for thousands of years. Strangers in another country may feel this way! It's only one day, but in the dead of night, homesickness will inevitably ripple in my heart; What's more, it's a moonlit night, what's more, it's an autumn night with a bright moon like frost! This poem is about the feeling of missing my hometown on a silent moonlit night.

reference data

Li Bai. A dictionary of Tang poetry appreciation. Shanghai: Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House, 1983.