The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
-Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The mica screen has a deep candlelight shadow.
The long river gradually falls and the stars sink.
Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir of life,
Blue sea, clear sky, night heart.
-Li Shangyin's Chang 'e
Some people drink alcohol, while others don't drink rice paste.
Yuan, not only Germany has expertise.
Look at the Milky Way on that day, sparkling and shining.
Three of the three, Vega, seven times a day.
Even if the weaver girl is busy, she can't knit a stripe well.
The morning glory is shiny, and the cart can't be pulled to load the box.
Venus is called Venus in the East and Chang Gung in the West.
Biba star bends long and the net is on the road.
The dustpan star is in the south, so you can't winnow the chaff.
There is also a ladle, which can't be used to scoop wine.
The dustpan star is in the south, with a big tongue.
There is the South Big Dipper in the north, to the west and east of the handle.
-"The Book of Songs Xiaoya Dadong"
The star is dark, the star is dark, and the star is three stars. Before dawn, going out is public from morning till night. Life is different!
Xiao Xiaoxing was faint, so it was ginseng and willow. Before dawn, leave the incense and warm knife. Real life is not enough!
-"The Book of Songs, National Style and Zhao Nan Xiaoxing"
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying watching morning glory and Vega.
-Du Mu's Tanabata
Wan Li clouds roll the blue mountains, and the lonely moon flows through the sky. Lonely Moon Canglang River Han Qing, Beidou strewn at random Chang Gung Ming.
-Li Bai's Answer to Twelve Cold Nights of the King
Bo Yunqiao, flying stars spread hatred,
Yin and Han are both dark. .
As soon as the golden wind and the jade dew meet,
There are countless people in the world.
Tender as water, ritual like a dream,
Endure the magpie bridge and return home.
If the relationship is long,
Are you still here, day and night?
-Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
-Li Bai's Sleeping in the Mountain Temple