Li Qingzhao's Moon Poems and the Moon's Acacia

Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"

Light clouds travel to and from the moon. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Hippo Chef, Injury to Spring, Unintentional Comb"

The moon moves and the shadow comes back. -Li Qingzhao's "Love in Huanxisha"

Lying watching the broken moon on the window screen. -Li Qingzhao's "Breaking the Huanxi Sand, Sick and Rustling"

Flowers and the moon should be photographed together. -Li Qingzhao's "Dead Merchants"