Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
This poem was written by Pi Rixiu, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, in the second year after he entered the high school. At that time, Pi Rixiu was traveling outside and caught up with the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he wrote this poem happily.