A bright moon hangs in the sky, and sorrows and joys are different since ancient times. Idle broken osmanthus cage sleeves Cui, high fever lotus candle reflected skirt red. Father Yulingmei blows snow and plays the flute to make the wind flow. I saw floating clouds and flowing water, and Qingshan was always in the painting. There is no difference between the bright moon in the night sky, past and present, ancient and modern, but under the night sky, there are human joys and sorrows. But it keeps playing.
Poems about the moon:
1, "Silent Night Thinking" Tang Libai. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2, "Jade Resentment" Tang Libai. Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
3, "Qiupu Song XIII" Tang Libai. Lushui is pure and plain, and egrets fly to the moon. Lang listens to the women picking diamonds and sings at night.
4, "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Tang Libai. Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
5, "Guan Shanyue" Tang Li Bai. A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.