On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon is in the sky, and the poems about long-term wandering overseas are:
1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
2. Gengzhi, sitting on the bed in the south building, watching jade make up the human world, just like a thousand hectares of swing. ——Chao Buzhi's "Dongxian Song·Sizhou Mid-Autumn Festival"
3. A visitor hesitated, and a solitary shadow hung in the empty ancient courtyard. ——Shi Dazu's "Qitianle·Mid-Autumn Stay at Zhendingyi"
4. The sky is blue and cloudless, with wet clothes dew, and the stars are shining brightly. ——Qi Wei's "Mid-Autumn Moon"
5. Lulu Xiangjing, we met each other when we remembered the year. ——Wu Wenying "The First Offender·Jiachen Mid-Autumn Festival"
6. The same person is upstairs tonight. ——Xin Qiji's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Mid-Autumn Festival"
7. Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone can look around and wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts. ——Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night"
8. Advocating to help the Qing Dynasty appreciate the swans flying from Tingzhou. ——Su Che's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"
9. Wherever the building is taller, the first one to clear the sky. ——Wu Wenying's "The First Offender·Jiachen Mid-Autumn Festival"
10. The beauty is beside the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more bitter.
——Wang Changling "Playing with the Moon and Reminiscing about Cui Shaofu in Shanyin with Di Nanzhai"