Please make a poem about love that begins with "I, Miss, Tiger, Son".

I poured wine with Chang 'e,

Miss and appreciate the lotus.

The sound of autumn tigers falling is still there,

Zibao, my lang rises in the sun.

Use Chang 'e because it can send your heart on behalf of the moon. Lang means you are nothing, and Lian is because I like Lian. Autumn sounds rise because there are many words, and the rising sun rises because you can see that you have nothing outside and don't know what to do. I hope he will do great things.

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