The poem about the moon is as follows:
1. The first poem
The moon shines brightly in the night sky, and the silver glow falls like a poem.
The long shadows of stars hide dreams, and the bright moonlight dances with clear splendor.
The night breeze is blowing the willow silk, and I look for your moonlight in my dreams.
Quietly watching the night sky, the bright moon whispers in my heart.
If there is poetry sent to you, the moonlight will dance in your dreams.
2. The second song
As night falls, the moon is like a piano, quietly playing the sound of longing.
Starlight embellishes the blue sky, telling the story of the night.
The bright moon hangs deep in the clouds, and my thoughts wander on the road of dreams.
Listen quietly to the night wind singing the moon song, the gentle melody soothes your heart.
3. The third song
The night is like ink staining the deep sky, and the bright moon hangs high like a piano string.
Starlight adorns the sky, and the stars twinkle like poetry.
The willow shadows dance in the night wind, blowing past the window with deep thoughts.
The bright moon hangs in a quiet place, like a poetic dreamer.
When I am distracted late at night, I look for a ray of moonlight to make my dreams linger.
My thoughts are floating in the moonlight, and I quietly pour out my deepest feelings.
4. The fourth poem
Under the curtain of silent night, the bright moon rises quietly like a poem.
The stars dance in the blue sky, and the silver shadows ripple in the heart.
The graceful weeping willows are blowing against the window screen, and the breeze is gently blowing the flowers in the dream.
The bright moon confides in no words, and the flowing light confides in the sorrow of separation.
My thoughts are like tides late at night, and my thoughts are intertwined into dreams.
The moonlight illuminates the heart like a poem, sending messages to the starry sky and listening quietly.
5. No. 5
The night is as deep as ink, and the bright moon hangs high like a piano string.
Starlight adorns the sky, and the stars twinkle like poetry.
The willow shadows whirled across the window in the night breeze.
My thoughts hang in a quiet place under the bright moon, just like a poetic dreamer.
In the middle of the night, I am worried about my thoughts and looking for a ray of moonlight to make me dream.
My thoughts are floating in the moonlight, and I quietly pour out my deepest feelings.
6. Song 6
Night falls, the moon hangs high like a silver plate,
The stars dot the sky, twinkling with ancient legends.
The willow branches swayed, gently brushing the window lattice,
The night breeze sang softly, and there was a poetic murmur.
The bright moon illuminates the silent night, like the eyes of longing.
Ripples appear in dreams, and thoughts dance in the night sky.
Time is quiet, thoughts are like songs,
Messages are sent under the moon, and the stars are witnesses.
7. No. 7
The night is like crystal, and the moon hangs gracefully in the sky.
Stars adorn the night, and willow shadows sway in front of the window.
The bright moon is in a quiet dreamland, and my thoughts are dancing in the starry sky.
The words of my heart quietly overflowed from my words, singing softly in the night wind.