Seek an ancient English poem by Li Bai and Du Fu.

Thoughts in the dead of night

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Yesi

The moonlight in front of my bed is very bright.

I wonder if the frost on the floor is?

I looked up at the dazzling moon at noon.

I looked down and thought of my old home.