When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.
Water and sky meet, morning fog and clouds wave. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle. The dream soul seems to belong to heaven, and the emperor sent a message to invite it. Ask politely: Please tell me where you will end up.
2. "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Tang Dynasty: Zhang
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
The moonlight is like frost, so the frost cannot be observed. The white sand and moonlight on the mainland blend together and can't be seen clearly. The river and the sky are the same color, without any tiny dust, only a solitary moon hangs high in the sky.
3, "Moonlit Night" Tang Dynasty: Liu
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. ? Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The night is still deeper, and the moonlight only illuminates half of the family, and the other half is hidden in the darkness. The Big Dipper is tilted, so is Nandou. I didn't know that spring was coming until tonight, because you heard the insects chirping outside the screen window reflected by leaves, and it was the first time to reach home.
4, "Chile Song" Southern and Northern Dynasties: Yuefu Poetry Collection
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, there is a huge plain where Zile people live. The sky of Chilechuan, which is connected with the earth on all sides, looks like a felt tent where herders live. Under the blue sky, the grassland green waves roll, the wind blows below the grass, and flocks of cattle and sheep appear and disappear.
5. Autumn Poems? Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring. In the clear sky of Wan Li, a crane flying in the sky aroused my poetic interest in the blue sky.