Stone: "When will there be a bright moon?"
The breath of the new moon spreads golden bells, and the cold light shines iron clothes.
Mulan Poetry/Mulan Ci in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
At the beginning of the month, Jiang Yue took pictures of people.
Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye Tang Zhang Xu Ruo
Everyone will die one day; When my day comes, may my loyalty go down in history.
Tian Xiang, Wen Song, Crossing the Ocean.
If you wander upstairs and around the moon, you should leave people to mend the mirror.
Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye Tang Zhang Xu Ruo
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, but it can't be seen on the white sand.
Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye Tang Zhang Xu Ruo
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye Tang Zhang Xu Ruo
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
Xiao Songchi Yang Wan Li
Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.
Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains Don Wang Wei
The sunshine incense burner emits purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers in the distance.
Tang Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall.
There are bamboos in Suiyuan, which makes Peng Ze angry. Shui Ye Zhu Hua, a pen shining in Linchuan.
Tengwangge Tang Wang Boxu
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
"Dengguazhou" An Shi of Wang Song
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Zhu Wang Tang Wei
The sun shines obliquely and the grass is misty.
Song Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leave a Dangerous Building"
The chilly spring breeze woke me up, slightly cold, but what caught my eye was oblique photos.
"Set off a storm, don't listen to the sound of leaves flapping in the forest" stone
The sun shines on me from the green moss.
Chai Lu wangtangwei
The bonfire shines in Xijing, and my heart is uneven.
Join the army Tang yangjiong
The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.
Two Poems by Wei, Pi and Yan (I)
Reading on the eaves of the wind and taking photos on the ancient road.
Song Zhengqi, Wen Song and Tian Xiang
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
Du fu in Tang dynasty on a moonlit night