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Write a poem about longing for the moon.

Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.

Although I blew out the candles, it didn't get dark, and although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm.

So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.

Thinking about Li Bai at night

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

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

Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and a wild goose sang in autumn.

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! .

Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? .

However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? .

August 15th Bai Juyi

The silver platform is golden and gloomy, and Acacia stays alone in the Hanlin.

New moonlight in the middle of the night, two thousand miles away.

It's cold in the east of Zhu Gong Palace, and the west clock in the bath hall leaks deeply.

I am still afraid that the light is not clear, and Jiangling is low and humid in autumn.

Midnight Li Qiuge White

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

Autumn wind blows my heart, forever blowing to Yumen Pass.

Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! .

Autumn wind attracts Liu Yuxi.

Autumn wind comes everywhere, and the rustling sends geese.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.

Li Bai, an autumn wind poem

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's awkward to meet on a blind date.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?

Qiu Si Zhangji

Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I long for a writer's book.

There is no fear in the hurry, and pedestrians are coming.