Mid-Autumn Festival and Wine Poetry

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother