1, drinking the bright moon alone, Tang, Li Bai. Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
2, quiet night thinking, Tang, Li Bai. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3. Looking at the full moon and thinking far away, Tang and Zhang Jiuling. The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
4. Remembering brothers, Tang and Du Fu on a moonlit night. The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
5, under the autumn moon, Tang, Meng Haoran. Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
6. Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15th, Tang and Bai Juyi. On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
7, fifteen nights looking at the moon, Tang, Wang Jian. There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
8, Mid-Autumn Moon, Song, Yan Shu. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
9, Mid-Autumn Festival to see the moon and son, Song, Su Shi. The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The moonlight in front of the hall is as clear as possible, and all the grass in Ming Jiang is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
10, Shuidiao Tou, Song, Su Shi. When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. I wonder what year it is today. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, no matter how long it takes to say goodbye. 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 live a long life.