"The Moon on the Night of August 15th" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat. At this moment, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
"Mid-Autumn Moon"
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?