Du Fu's "The Moon on the Fifteenth Night of August"
The full moon flies into the mirror, returning to the heart to fold the sword.
Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"
Poor night on the third day of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
Wang Wei's "The clear light hangs in the autumn sky"
The cool sky is quiet and the sky is crystal clear in autumn. The round light contains all things, and the broken shadows fall into the idle stream.
They are far away from each other and are floating in the same river and Dian. During the day, there are many trees in the overcast sky, and dangerous buildings cast their shadows.
Song Yu climbed high and complained, while Zhang Heng looked far away and felt sad. The afterglow is trustworthy, but the cloud road is so long.
Personally, I think Wang Wei is better.
The whole poem does not mention the word "moon", but all it talks about is "moon"