1, may people live for a long time and enjoy the scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi, "When is the bright moon?
2, it is expected that heartbroken every year, moonlit, short matsuoka. -Su Shi's Ten Years of Life and Death in Jiangchengzi
3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. -Su Shi's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"
I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "
5, I don't know the month when I am an hour, which is called Bai Yupan. -Li Bai's Gulangyu
6. We all hold high our yearning for the distance and want to go to the sky to embrace the bright moon. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"
7. Looking up, it turned out to be moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home-Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night.
8. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, they have taken photos of the ancients. -Li Bai's Drinking for the Moon
10 I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. -Nostalgia in Li Bai's "Sleeping at night under the Niuzhu Mountain"
1 1, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home will be much brighter! . -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
12, willow tips on the moon, about after dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi
13, the moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
14, Mingyue doesn't know how to leave. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
15, the sand in front of Huilong peak is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. -Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"
16, since then, there is no beloved night, let him go to the west building under the bright moon. -Yi Lee's "Writing Love"