Hello! Poems about the moon include "Manxing" by Du Fu. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third watch. The herons standing on the sand head are silent, and the fish are jumping and croaking at the stern of the boat; "Mooring in Qinhuai" by Du Mu The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I am mooring in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river; Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost, and the river maple, fishing fire, and sleep are worried. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
In addition, there is also "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" by Li Ye. The person left is speechless and the moon is silent, but the bright moon has light and people have feelings. After parting, I miss people like the moon, and the water reaches the city between the clouds; "Reflections on the River Tower" Zhao Gu went up to the river tower alone to miss the quiet, the moonlight is like water, and the water is like the sky. Where are the people who came to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year; "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian. Crows roost in the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon shines brightly and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts?