so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.

2, "Jade Clan" Tang Li Bai

her jade-white staircase is cold with dew, her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long. Back to the room to put down the crystal curtain, still separated the curtain looking at the exquisite moon.

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The moon is pure and the egrets fly in the moonlight. Lang listens to the woman who picks ling, and returns with a night song.

4. drinking Alone with the Moon Tang Li Bai

from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.

alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.

I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.

shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.

5. Guan Shanyue Tang Li Bai

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. The mighty wind blows tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Yumen pass.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay. This is the land of war in the past dynasties, few soldiers can survive.

the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes. The wife of the soldiers at the high tower, Lament when can see distant relatives.

6, "Drinking asking for the moon" Tang Libai

When will the moon come in the clear sky, I will stop for a cup today and ask: You can't climb the bright moon, but the moon goes with people?

how bright is the mirror, and how bright is the green smoke? But seeing the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?

The white rabbit is tinkering with medicine and reviving in autumn. Who is Chang 'e living alone with? Now the people of the present are not seen in the ancient months, but in the present month they have taken the ancients.

if people in ancient times are running like water today, it is the same when they look at the bright moon. Only hope to sing aloud to the glass, the moonlight can be long in the gold cup.

7. a night-mooring on the jiande river Tang Menghao

while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.

8, "Moon" Tang Xuetao

The spirit of the hook is small, and the fan is chasing the Han machine group. The thin shadow will be round, how many places can we see it in the world?

9, "looking at the moon and thinking of one far away" Tang Zhang Jiuling

the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * at this time. The people of love all hate the long night, sleepless nights and bring their loved ones to remembrance.

it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat. You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland.

1, "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night" Tang Du Fu

a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!

o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.

11. an autumn evening in the mountains Tang Wangwei

after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks.

bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat. The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long.

12. Lodging Tang Du Mu

solitary at the tavern, I am shut in with loneliness and grief. Memories of the cold lights back home memories of the past; Just like a lost flock of wild geese.

roused at dawn from a misty dream, I read, a year late, news from home. Cang Jiang on the moonlight, the scenery is how beautiful, the fishing boat is in front of my house.

13, "Tea from an Old Friend" Tang Cao Ye

Jiuhua Ying outside the sword, sealed the title of Yujing. When the moon opens, there is a sound of disorderly springs in the ground.

in the middle of the night, monks are invited, and the moon is cooked in solitude. The blue sky is heavy and the feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.

the six fu-organs are asleep, and the poems are clear after counting. I don't dare to spend money after the month, so I will stay with my elbow.