Poetry containing circles

When I heard the news, I wanted to come to inquire about it. I watched the full moon from the west tower several times.

I am worried about seeing that the flowers in the county are about to rest, but I can bear to see the moon in the mountains become full again and again.

The sound of wild geese blown by the north wind can be painful, and the moon will be full again when the distant guests leave home.

Floating incense circles the curved bank, and round shadows cover the Huachi.

The square pond is blooming with dawn color, and the autumn shade is under the full moon