There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.

Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?

Crows inhabit the snow-white trees on the ground of the courtyard, and the dew in autumn silently wets the osmanthus in the courtyard. Everyone in the world looks up at the bright moon tonight. I wonder whose home this autumn will fall to?

Second, Tang Liu Yuxi's "Playing with the Moon on August 15th"

Ordinary three or five nights, not unhappy. When the Mid-Autumn Festival is full, it is better than the night.

Clear dew, bright and smokeless. People have been looking forward to it since ancient times, year after year.

God washed the whole world with moonlight like water tonight. The summer heat receded and the sky was clear; Everything is beautiful in the crisp autumn. The brilliance of the stars in the sky has given way to the moonlight, and even the golden wind and jade dew shine brilliantly. The world changes frequently, but the moon is still eternal!

Third, Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"

On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.

Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.

Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.

On the evening of August 15, I stood beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, "I" was in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall again. How can I see that my hometown is in the northwest and the moon has circled several times in the southeast? The wind blew yesterday and no one paid attention. The beauty tonight is as beautiful as those years ago.

Fourth, Tang Piri revised Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th.

Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.

Osmanthus fragrans fell from the sky, as if from the moon. Picking osmanthus in front of the temple, I saw that its color was white and fresh. I still don't understand why WU GANG has a problem with osmanthus trees. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably sown by Chang 'e and given to everyone.

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival in Yangguan District

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

At night, the clouds are all collected and the air is cold. The milky way is silent, and the white jade disc moves slowly in the sky. This night of my life is not always so beautiful. Where to see the bright moon next year?