Don: Zhang Jiuling.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Chunjiang moonlit night
Don: Zhang.
The spring tide in Lian Haiping, the sea. The moon is on the tide.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
Jiang coat-no fine dust, a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Endless, handed down from generation to generation, similar month to month.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
Baiyun-the film director, Qingfeng is overwhelmed.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor building, you should take your eyes off people and mend the mirror table.
I can't roll it into the curtain of jealousy, but I can put it on the anvil and return it.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
The swan goose flies in the sky, and the dragon jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.