The Story of Mid-Autumn Poetry

Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a landlord who had three daughters. The eldest daughter married a scholar, the second daughter married a biscuit seller and the third daughter married a coffin seller. One day, the landlord missed his daughters very much. Only two days later, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he ordered the housekeeper to inform his three daughters that they would bring their "xianggong" back here for a reunion dinner. The Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, and the landlord's three daughters came back with "xianggong" respectively. After dinner, the landlord looked at the round moon in the sky, full of poetry, so he said to his three sons-in-law, whoever writes a poem first can take his wife to the back garden to enjoy the moon, but this poem must contain four words: round, round, half-missing and chaotic. At this time, I saw the eldest son-in-law full moon and said that my father-in-law had thought of it.