When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. When it becomes round, there should be no hate. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. There is also a Vietnamese song that is particularly nice. Vietnamese Song: What's the occasion tonight? Pull the boat to the middle. What day is it today? Must be in the same boat as the prince. I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion. Be restless in your heart and know a gentleman. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. I don't know whether I like you or not.
These two poems sound beautiful. I hope you like them.