"Mooring in Qinhuai" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I parked in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.
"Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
The moon is setting and the sky is full of crows and frost, and Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship