Moth ancient poetry

Poetry about moths: two moths come to dance. I admire the candlelight in this hall and try my best to burn myself like a cool one. (Ancient Poetry) Lights are blue and moths dance. (Tang) Li He's "Sad Walk" lights lead moths to fan the fire, dew drenches the cranes, and the branches are low. (Tang) "Silent Sitting" Before sitting on the eaves, I cooked my clothes, and the wind was cold and there were no moths. ...