The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the window, as if the ground was frosted. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
2. Under the Moon on an Autumn Night-Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight reflected the dew crystal clear, as if it were wet with dew. In such a beautiful moonlight, the cold magpie doesn't know where to live. Fireflies dare not compete with the moonlight for a little light and fly into the room with the curtain rolled.
3. Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights-Wang Jian in Tang Dynasty
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?
4. Mid-Autumn Moon-Yan Shu in Song Dynasty
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the moonlight, the shadow of buttonwood moved unconsciously with the passage of time. On this reunion night, it was still facing the corner alone. Now Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is not without regrets. After all, she was only accompanied by the lonely moon palace and the lonely osmanthus tree.
5. Arriving in Jianning in Fifteen Nights —— Xu Wei in Ming Dynasty
Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon.
Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting.
At dusk, the sun sets in the west of the city, and our ship will dock. Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival looked up and saw that the long bridge was bent like a full moon, which aroused my sadness. The night is getting up, and clouds are getting up in the grass field. Suddenly, smoke filled the air and scattered between the eaves along the tall pavilions.