Poems about the lake

The poem about the lake

goes with the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moon on the riverside?

the river flows around fangdian, and the flowers and trees are like graupel in the moonlight.

the frost in the air doesn't fly, but you can't see it on the white sand.

there is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.

who saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue take photos at the beginning of the year?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

the white clouds are gone, and the green maple is hard to worry about.

who's boating tonight? Where do you miss the bright moon building?

Poor people wander around the upstairs and the moon, so they should leave people to make up the mirror table.

The curtain of Yuhu couldn't be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

at this time, I don't know each other, and I hope that China will shine on you every month.

The swan goose flies in the sky, and the fish Long Qian jumps into the water.

last night, I dreamt of falling flowers, but I didn't come home in the spring.

the river flows away in spring, while the river falls on the moon and sets in the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I wonder how many people will return by month? Falling flowers shake the trees all over the river.