Tell me about your favorite poem, a shorter one. ?

The autumn moon trims its edges and graces her eyebrows.... The bright moon curves like a small boat.

Carrying a boat of water on the moon, the stars are shining brightly... I took a boat to go back, crossing thousands of rivers and rivers.

The water is quiet, the moon is bright, the wind is dancing... The fragrance of flowers, the night is warm, and the catkins continue to return.

Xiang Yingzui' returns from a warm dream, reflecting the colorful catkins flying in the night... Paddling on the clear waves, ripples on the water river, the dreamland is endless.

Light dreams are silky, and the green clothes are thin; If the flow is still, the fragrance stretches... Are you asleep? I am about to dock in your dream.