The whole poem of ancient poetry

[Tang] Lin Jie

See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl.

Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing.

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On Qixi night, looking up at the blue sky is like seeing the cowherd and the weaver girl meet on the magpie bridge across the Tianhe River.

Every household is looking at the autumn moon while trying to be clever (threading a needle on the moon), and there are tens of thousands of red lines that pass through it.