The poem about Mid-Autumn Festival in Taiwan Province Province is 1. Poems written by Taiwan Province poets during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In the afterglow of Mid-Autumn Festival
A knife to the world, cut open the moon cake.
Time is up, and day and night are divided equally.
Why is the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival round?
Want a knife to swing at the waning moon?
The blade passed by and landed on our sides.
In the middle is the Millennium storm in the South China Sea.
Loneliness is my short day.
How long is your night?
Last year was a full moon night.
* * * See ChanJuan on both sides of the strait tonight.
It is expected that I will gradually slim down like a day.
You're like a party at night.
From now on, the night is long, and I'm afraid of MUBI.
A pillow is the beginning and end of a dream.
It's your turn to come from Ling Bo instead of the East.
Or I take the wind to the southwest.
A round of opening the private mirror of thousands of households.
Heng E is the projection of all lovers.
Cover your with sea clouds
Let me turn it over late at night
2. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
1, looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking back again, and I suddenly remembered home. 2. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. 3, how long to leave, seven degrees Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. 5. Who is alone with * * * in Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly. Ten years have passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has been celebrated in ten places. 7, the situation is only Mid-Autumn Festival, a good month, not according to people.
August 15th of the lunar calendar is the traditional Mid-Autumn Festival. This is the middle of autumn, so it is called Mid-Autumn Festival. In China's lunar calendar, a year is divided into four seasons, and each season is divided into three parts: Meng, Zhong and Ji, so the Mid-Autumn Festival is also called the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon on August 15 is rounder and brighter than the full moon in other months, so it is also called "moonlit night" and "August Festival".
3. Describe poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Selected Poems of Mid-Autumn Festival: Drinking alone with the Moon, Li Bai, drinking alone with me from a pot of wine among the flowers. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. I can't sleep at night and wander around in my clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.
The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.
It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
The Mid-Autumn Festival sent Xin Qiji to the West Building, fearing that Yun Zheyue would be released in the sky. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise.
Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e
4. Ask for poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Hello, I recommend the following songs for you:
1, drinking the bright moon alone
Don? Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
2, "Silent Night Thinking"
Don? Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3. Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Don? Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don? Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
5. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tang Du Fu's "The Night of August 15th" saw the full moon flying in the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I am looking forward to the White Rabbit. I want to count the crows in Bai Shu and the silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! In Tang Dynasty, Li Bai thought quietly at night, and the foot of the bed was bright. Is it frosty? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Nian Nujiao. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, osmanthus flowers float on the moon (Wen Zhiming). In the first month, the streets are full of flowers, and the night is as cool as washing.
The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace. The dragon is dying, the view is awkward, and the song is boiling.
First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds. I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went.
Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday. The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy.
Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui. Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon. The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate. Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind. In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world. Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. Manjianghong. Send Xin Qiji to the West Building in the Mid-Autumn Festival, fearing that Yun Zheyue will be released in the sky.
But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband.
Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua. Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery.
Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding.
It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
6. What poems describe Mid-Autumn Festival?
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival in Chen Bing
Mid-Autumn Festival, alone and * * *, sadly looking at the north. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Full Moon Send Du Langzhong
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Yangguanqu/Mid-Autumn Moon"
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Su Zhe Water Diversion Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on August 15th"
Mid-autumn osmanthus flowers in memory. The flowers are in the cup. The moon is in the cup. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "A Prune, Mid-Autumn Festival in January"
Good season, I wish every year, a total of mid-autumn moon. _ _ _ _ The Mid-Autumn Moon in Xu Youzhen.
In addition, the calculation of the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and this round of beautiful moon is not based on the reunion of people. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Magnolia Slow Chuzhou Send Fan Biao
A round of autumn shadows turned into golden waves. The flying mirror is reground. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Autumn Night in Taichang Yin Jiankang is Lv Qianshu"
Have you ever had a few days off in January? It's a rare time in a hundred years to jump into the Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Hui Lin's "Mid-Autumn Festival"
ChanJuan, Wan Li, the fog screen is cloudy. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "Jade Leaks Late, Hanging a Mirror for Mid-Autumn Festival Late Fu"
Liu Xia's boat is still unstable, and it will last for a few days, Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Liu Guo Tang Duoling Road, Ye Man and Zhou Ting
7. Poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -"Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on August 15th"; There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -"15 nights full moon send Du Langzhong".
The night clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. This night is not long. Where to see the bright moon next year? -"Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon"; The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet; Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night. -"Homesickness on a Moonlit Night", I hope my answer can help you, and hope to adopt it!
8. Five words about Mid-Autumn Festival poems
1, original:
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
A bright moon rises on the sea, and you and I are thousands of miles apart to enjoy the moon. Lovers hate long nights and miss you all night. The candlelight goes out, the moonlight is full of love, and the clothes are covered with wet clothes. I can't give you beautiful money, so I'd better enter my dream and be with you.
Source: (Tang) Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
Second, the original text:
Tonight the sky will wash the world again.
Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.
What can change the world is Yujing.
God washed the whole world with moonlight like water tonight. The summer heat receded and the sky was clear; Everything is beautiful in the crisp autumn. The brilliance of the stars in the sky has given way to the moonlight, and even the golden wind and jade dew shine brilliantly. The world changes frequently, but the moon is still eternal!
Source: (Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Playing the Moon on the 15th of August"
Third, the original text:
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
Source: (Tang) Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
Fourth, the original text:
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
The drums are forbidden in the garrison building, and the lonely geese crow in the autumn from the border. Today is the Millennium Festival. I miss my family more, or I think the moon in my hometown is brighter. Although there are brothers, they are all separated, and it is impossible to find out about them. I don't know where to send a letter, because the world is still at war and there can be no peace.
Source: (Tang) Du Fu's "Recalling Brothers on a Moonlit Night"
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Original text:
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight reflected the dew crystal clear, as if it were wet with dew. In such a beautiful moonlight, the cold magpie doesn't know where to live. Fireflies dare not compete with the moonlight for a little light and fly into the room with the curtain rolled.
In the yard, only the shadows of the branches of Sophora japonica falling in the moonlight are sparse and desolate. At this time, the sound of pestle from neighbors seems so clear and impatient in the silent autumn night. How to determine the date of meeting? I can only look at the same distant moon sadly, and I can't do anything but stand there.
Source: (Tang) Meng Haoran's "I am pregnant under the autumn night"