Poetry: 1, the moon rises in Tianshan Mountain, in an infinite sea of clouds and haze. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
2, poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
4. In the morning, I was arrogant and took Yuelian home. -Tao Qian's "Returning to the Pastoral Residence"
It's so light that no one can hear it except my partner, Mingyue. -Wang Wei's bamboo house
6. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. -Li He's "Ma Shi"
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