At all times and in all countries, many poets have expressed their endless yearning for their hometown with their poems. Seeing the bright moon in the sky, Wang Anshi couldn't help saying something.

Wang Anshi could not help but sing:

Guazhou, the mouth of Jingkou, is separated by a river, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.

Since the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

-"Dengguazhou"