"A Gift to Wang Lun" by Li Bai
Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep,
It is not as good as Wang Lun’s gift to me.
"Drinking Alone under the Moon" by Tang Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, and my dancing shadows are chaotic.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
"Pour Wine and Ask the Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop my cup and ask:
You cannot reach the bright moon if you climb it. But accompanying others?
The bright flying mirror comes to Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance?
But seeing the night coming from the sea, would you rather know if Xiang Yunjian is there?
The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to?
People today don’t see the moon of ancient times, but today’s moon once illuminated the ancients.
People in ancient times and today are like running water, even when you look at the bright moon.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
"Moon Song of Mount Emei" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The half-cycle autumn moon of Mount Emei casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
"Send Off a Friend" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. This place is a different place, and I can conquer thousands of miles alone.
The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend. I waved my hand and went away, and the horses roared.