Meng Haoran’s poem about the moon is

The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people. ——Meng Haoran's "Staying on the Jiande River"

The pine moon is growing in the cool night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds. ——Meng Haoran "Unexpected arrival at Su Yeshi's mountain house"

The moonlight in Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place. —— Meng Haoran's "Returning to Lumen Folk Song at Night"

The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat. ——Meng Haoran "An old trip to Guangling on the Tonglu River"

The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

——Meng Haoran's "Summer in the South Pavilion"