Who is the flute and the autumn moon? We sing with the tune of the pine wind. From?

Two poems by Li Bai.

Say goodbye to each other at night

Lipper

I have many sons, so don't take it to heart.

Listen to songs and dances, silver candles and light wine.

The flute is the autumn moon, and the pipa plays the mulberry.

Longquan untied the brocade belt and devoted thousands of thoughts to you. Walking down Zhongnanshan, I came to Hu Si's kind pillows and bowls.

Lipper

In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain.

Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless.

When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.

Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.

I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat.

Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.

When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.