Stop obsessing and appreciate an ancient poem;
Chunjiang moonlit night
The forest flowers are on the shore, and the color is moving.
This night, the moon is by the river, and the ribbons are in spring.
It is clear that in the stone pool, it is right to take care of the yarn washer.
It is difficult for a fairy princess to respect Yao Pei.
Dark green night river, melancholy Yun Lan.
Last month, when flowers first appeared, it was time to make pearls.
Translation:
On both sides of the river, there are many flowers and lush vegetation, and the spring scenery on the river is moving and full of vitality.
The bright moon is reflected in the river, and as the sparkling river gently shakes, the passing time is as short as a hundred flowers in spring.
The moonlight is bright, reflecting the stone pool clearly and brightly, and people at the water's edge are constantly busy.
Jiao Fu looked at the Yao Pei given by the two goddesses in those years and lamented that such a beautiful time was gone forever.
The river is gurgling, and the river is deeper and more dignified under the night. Looking at the endless night, my heart is getting sad.
On such a beautiful full moon night, Jove met two goddesses.