A poem with the words of the moon flying.

The poem of the moon flying is as follows:

1, the thread at the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? .

2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace.

4. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.

A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating.

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

7. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.

8. Behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? .

9. I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.

10, we all hold high to distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

1 1, Emei Mountain, half moon autumn, shadow into Pingqiang River.

12 the breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano.

13, the voice is too low to be heard by anyone except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue.

14, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream.

15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain.

16, under the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and Chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark.

17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .

18, windows are flashing in the sky, in recent months, 19, in the morning, control the waste pollution and take the lotus hoe home.

20, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.