Yang Shidao recited the inkstone.
Round pool like water, light smoke stains. General should set a distance, not give up on credit.
Li Qiao's two Mid-Autumn Festival Moon-watching Poems
Round and cold, all the words are the same. Knowing thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind.
Two Moon Poems by Zhang Qiao
Round and cold, all the words are the same. Knowing thousands of miles away, there is no rain and no wind.
Cui Daorong got pregnant at the moon and dusk.
A round light shines on a sea, and a distant guest is alone. I'll never see you again and go upstairs alone in the middle of the night.
Sun physique shantan
Ryutsuki is in Yuantan, and Vientiane is in mystery. When the fairy returns, the green water ripples. It's cold, the grass is flying, and the Millennium is stained with people's clothes. Drunk in the mountains, smelling cranes flying.
Liu Deren sent Tao Yong to the moon.
Round and cold, the world shines. Sitting by the water all night, I know you are happy. There is dew in the condensation, and there is no wind in the quiet tree. If you see the Xiangjiang River, it will be completely empty.
Liao Rongti Wu Bin's house wall.
The round pond is green, and the fish jump and grow into purple. The road is poor and weak, and the old village is returned to the field. The calf is far away from the original grassland, and the frog is singing by the fence. I went to Chachuan. It was sunny in Grain Rain at first.
Liu Pi's two poems about climbing the stairs and looking at the moon
The full moon is the new century, and the tall buildings are the brightest. Elemental waves flow on the powder wall, and osmanthus flowers are flying. Overlooking thousands of quiet doors, watching everything happen. The shadow under the sycamore window, the voice in front of the black magpie threshold. Liu Xiaoyi Kun Xing, Yin Liang Qing. Tourists don't look at it and hand over their hometown.