Poems hanging on the moon

Because it doesn't rhyme, it must not be an ancient poem. It should just be written by a netizen on the internet.

Evening is quiet, arrival, and beautiful people are often tired when they leave.

The moon is covered with shadows, and the ends of the earth are separated by two bronze bells.

Dusk is quietly coming ... I'm not in the mood ╮ (╯ _ ╰) ╭

Very sad (sad). In one of Li Bai's poems, when death is the reason for parting, there are sobs, but life leaves again and again.

Is to engage in literature and art, expounding lovesickness.