Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
Author: Zhang Times: Tang Dynasty
Spring tide in Lian Haiping, the bright moon on the sea.
Going with the flow for thousands of miles, where is there no moonlight by the river?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, but it can't be seen on the white sand.
There is no dust in the sky, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiangyue is only similar year after year;
I want to know who Jiang Yue treats. But see the Yangtze River send water.
The white clouds have gone, and the green maple is sad.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The jade curtain won't roll up, so brush it back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I did nothing in Tan Meng, but poor Chunban didn't show off.
In spring, the river flows away and the moon falls on the beach.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I wonder how many people will return every month. The falling moon shook the trees by the river.
"Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born in the sea." He stood on the edge of the water, which was so big that he couldn't tell where the coastline was. In the smoky wind, he saw the bright moon rolling sadly with the tide, as if he could not hear the loud noise of the waves and the whining of seabirds, and created his own undisturbed quiet and beautiful scenery in a flowing way. Yes, Chunjiang River has become the destination of his feelings to some extent, and his feelings have made him beautiful. By the way, in the poet's homesickness, like pearls in a clam, it is an extension and solidification of bitterness. When the poet watched "Going with the Flow Wan Li", the moon reflected and the water rippled, but suddenly he felt psychologically unbalanced: Why is the moon a thousand miles away, but I can't see the smoke on my roof when I look through the autumn water? Even Fangdian by the river is enviable because of the constant company of the river.
Or he suddenly found that the moon is actually as lonely as himself. The moon loves the riverside, but suffers from time and space. Day after day, it can only reflect white water day and night, and never give up. Just like the poet himself, looking at this long water, he only hopes to see the care behind the jade curtain at home.