Good evening to my friends.

Poetry about good evening 1. Poetry about dusk.

The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "Plug"

The golden boat was full of people. Cui Gui rode a red cage candle. A cup full of fragrance and snow. Yunlong is suspicious of dreams. Don't be afraid of wind. I used to be a fairy. Stay up all night. The windows in the south are very cold. -Song Shu Qi's "Bodhisattva Man, Golden Boat Full of Intoxication"

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon, Walking along Huangsha Road at Night"

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"

I met you before I finished. It's easier to go early than to carry people. Recall that song and dig out that heartbreaking sentence. More vivid words. The lush grass fan Nanpu. The wind is blowing and the ship is raining. Listening to the sad voice, I can't sleep at night, where to go to the water town. -Song Yang's "Drip Gold, Meet the Unfinished Heart"

It's really embarrassing to be old and poor. It's my house that's cold. Sleeping at night is unbroken, muddy like a lonely crane entering a reed flower. -Lin Qinggudu's Winter Night in Jinling

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. -Du Fu's jathyapple on August 15th.

It is always inconvenient in front of the small print lamp, and the new cold man in Xiaozhai has no sleep. There are several rustling showers on the wall and a wisp of smoke from the copper stove. -Song Lu Zugao "Reading"

Depart from Qiu Si at night, and stay awake all night. Years are long and people are cold. Self-satisfaction is empty and white, why not stick to it until you are old? The empty court is exposed and chatters endlessly. -Sleepless by Sun Song Shi Ying

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Don Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. -Don? Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang

Sitting in the middle of the night with a sleepless shadow, the window is full of wind and rain. I will provide good conditions for my dream, for fear that snuff is not cold-resistant. -Song Zhu Shu Zhen "Rain at Night"

2. What are the sentences that describe "Good evening"?

1. Is the so-called white night a deprived night or a given day? Is it out of kindness or malice to disguise the night as the sun during the day? I've been thinking about it. In short, I am tired of walking in this world day and night. I want to walk in the street during the day. My life is like living in a white night. It's over. It's all for you and me.

2. Occasionally, a diving broke the silence of the river night, and then fell into boundless silence.

3. The second half of autumn. The moon has gone down, the sun has not come out, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.

The west wind will not come naturally. Before going to bed, we put two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.

5. worry. Everything is so real. Do you remember?

6. One summer night, the hot air enveloped the earth, the bright moon was high in the sky, and the sparse stars blinked happily.

7. On the night of reading poetry, it rained outside the window. Listening to the distant and near rain, I sat quietly in the soft light, making my figure sink deeper and deeper in the rainy night with the gesture of spring bud germination, and making my dream drift farther and farther in the poetic realm. ...

8. With the chirping of autumn insects, slugs occasionally add a few accompaniment, and the wind blows the cool eggplant intermittently. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.

9. It's night again, sitting alone in front of the window, looking out at the gloomy night, and my long-standing loneliness comes back to me. ...

10, the winter days seem so short, almost in the blink of an eye, it has already arrived at night, the neon lights of the city have already covered the darkness of the night, the crescent moon faintly visible passes through the clouds, the wind blows violently on the trunk, shaking the branches, and the strong leaves struggle to hold on to his mother, unwilling to let go.

1 1, the moon came up, but it was half covered by clouds, hiding in a distant tree crack, like a country girl, shy. People used to say, "However, before she started coming towards us, we shouted and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the rushing "Tao" sound.

12, so maybe on a drizzly night, a cold lamp and two or three drinkers suddenly quieted down and lost, only listening to the wind outside the window, Lin Susu's mountains and rivers were lonely for a while.

13, at night in the city, there is no darkness because of the lights; In my hometown, I can stand in front of the window at night because of the temptation of moonlight.

14, you silently turn to one side and face the night. It is late at night, and there are many lights. They are always together, and we always have to meet again. Goodbye, for goodbye.

15. If you don't want to be disappointed in a city, you must arrive at night. The light at night will subtly highlight the bright and hide the rough.

3. Describe good evening sentences

The characters are: all is silent, the night is dark, the rain is tight and quiet, the night is as cool as water, the stars are cold, the night is dark, the night is low, the rain knocks on the window, the night falls, the night is dark, the night is dark, the night is cloudy, the night is charming, the night is soft and the night is Jing Ya, and the night is deeper and longer. At the beginning of the night, the lights are dim, the night cage hangs down and people are quiet. There are ancient poems: a night-mooring near maple bridge Ji frost night, Jiang Feng.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Visit Gusu again to see Xu Hun's martial arts in the Tang Dynasty, leaving a leaf in the early autumn and living in the old corridor.

Tonight, the moon is over the blue window and the rain is faint. Yaochi is cold and hibiscus is shallow, and Qiongshu is windy and sparse.

Hang the sail more eastward tomorrow, and the immortal should laugh like a bass. Dujiangtang Dumulou is sparsely populated and has a long night, and Gusu City is far away from trees.

There are many tall buildings on the rivers and lakes, and the rivers are cool in the radio and television in autumn. The moon turned to Wu Bi, and the shadow of the magpie moved, revealing the moist fluorescence of the red grass.

Poets in the garden should think more, and don't be drunk and sing songs that cover up han tang. The joke is: time, there is always a past time; The sun always goes down; Night, always arrival. However, night-after all, arrival.

I saw the darkness outside the window, and the world was already dark. If it weren't for street lamps, lights in shops and buildings-I think-the world would be really dark.

The light is on, and our road is no longer bumpy. Seeing the winding path leading to a secluded place and winding, I can't reach people after all.

In the middle of the night, angels came quietly, filling the world with beautiful legends. However, I found that the light on angels never stopped. I, that is, you are an angel, and you are also that angel. The halo on your head represents purity.

The night is bleak. I stood in the room and looked out of the window, and my hair stood on end.

Although there are many angels, there are also many demons. Why do people close their doors when they sleep at home? Why do you have to buy a lock no matter where you are? Because, because the devil's attack power is too great, too great.

I know the magic between heaven and earth, but why are there demons in the magic world? As an angel, I am still immature. How can we protect everyone's home? I have no magic. Oh, no, I have magic. I know knowledge. I can see the sun rising and setting.

At night, it's quiet. I fly alone in the sky. Sometimes, I sit on my stool-crescent moon and enjoy the beautiful scenery on the earth. The new moon is curved. At those times, I played with my friends. It feels good.

I can't forget the dark universe and I can't help thinking about it wonderfully. Seeing the cicada chirping on the branch, I suddenly felt so happy. The mood is gone, I suddenly saw a bright spot, so striking that it has been hovering in front of my eyes. Now I understand, that's-now, I can't say, but I just find it very eye-catching. I was still there observing, and before I knew it, I fell asleep. I nestled in the arms of the moon, so warm.

In my dream, I quietly said to myself-come on! In addition, you can refer to the composition network: Night arrival. I stood in front of the wooden fence and looked up at the sky.

I saw the semicircle of the moon, one bright and one dark. There is a blue halo around the moon.

Looking away from the bright moon, I found countless stars in the sky far away from the bright moon. They are like shiny diamonds, some of which emit dazzling Hui Jin, while others emit slight white light.

Some evacuated in all directions, and some gathered intensively. How beautiful and spectacular the sky is decorated by them! The moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, and my figure standing silently looked tall. Behind me, a long green vine coiled around the fence, pulling many morning glory.

Under the wooden fence, an unknown flower is blooming freely, red, yellow, pink and white, reflecting the moonlight, which is even more delicate and lovely. The autumn wind is blowing, and the flowers are overflowing and bursting into the nose.

Everything is in the silent night, however, I seem to hear an elegant music ... Is it the morning glory on the green vine praising this charming moonlit night? .

4. Poetry describing the beauty of the night

1, moonlit/jathyapple

Tang Dynasty: Liu

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

The night is deep, the moonlight shines obliquely in half the yard, the Big Dipper is across the sky, and the southern bucket is also inclined to the west. I feel the warmth of early spring unexpectedly tonight, and I can hear the sound of spring insects piercing the green window screen.

2. "Fifteen Nights Watching Lights"

Tang Dynasty: Lu

Jin Li Xiang Yan, the early years of Lan.

The color is far, and the light is far.

After the fall of China people's suspected star, the building was like a hanging moon.

Don't laugh so much, come and show off the nine branches.

Under the colorful lights, couples hold parties to celebrate, and under the exquisite lamps, young people look more glamorous.

The brilliant colors of the lights seem to separate the earth from a distance, and countless lights dot the sky from a distance.

The lights and fireworks connecting Tianhe are like falling stars, leaning against the lights of tall buildings, like the moon hanging in the air. There is also a beautiful smile of a beautiful woman reflected in nine fires.

3. Country night

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In a piece of autumn grass that was grayed by frost, insects were whispering, and everyone around the mountain village disappeared.

I went to the front door alone and looked out at the field. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat field, and the buckwheat flowers were like a dazzling snowflake.

Insects are whispering in the frosty autumn grass, and pedestrians around the mountain village are extinct. I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields in the distance. Buckwheat under the bright moon is as white as snow.

4. "I saw it in the book on the night of the boat"

Qing Dynasty: Cha Shen Xing

When the moon is dark and windy, the fishing lamp is high, and the firefly is lonely.

Slight wind and waves, scattered like river stars.

There is no moon in the night, only the lights on the fishing boat. Lonely lights glow like fireflies in the boundless darkness. Breeze bursts, the river ripples, fishing lights are scattered on the water, and the river seems to have moved countless stars.

5. "Spring Mountain jathyapple"

Tang dynasty: Yu

Spring came to the earth, everything revived, and it was full of spring trips to the mountains. There were many beautiful things on the mountains, and the feeling of joy and relief were unparalleled. Even after nightfall, I lingered, but I didn't leave.

Holding the clear spring water, the spring light shines on the moon, as if the round moon is in your own hands; Playing with mountains makes you feel heavy.

The little guy around Skadstyle is so strong that he can't bear to leave, no matter what it is; I made up my mind to leave several times, but I was also attached to mountains, rivers, flowers and trees.

Walking on the mountain road with ambivalence, there was a bell in the distance, and I looked up at the bell. It turned out to be the moonlight hidden among the green trees and under the mountain tower.

Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives. I came to a mountainous area full of spring and leisure. There are many beautiful things in the mountains, which are pleasing to the eye and comforting, so that I still miss them after night and linger.

Holding the spring water of Ming Che, the spring water shines on the moon, as if the moon is in its own hands; Playing with mountain flowers, the fragrance overflows the skirt. It's hard to leave when you are in high spirits, but it doesn't matter what the rules are.

I made up my mind to leave several times, but I was attached to everything in the mountains. With ambivalence, I was walking on the mountain road when a bell rang in the distance. I looked up at the place where the bell rang, which was originally a mountain balcony hidden among green trees and under the moonlight.

5. Poetry at night

1, the bright moon shines at night, and the bright moon shines at night to promote the east wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, listen to the moon poem, listen to the moon building head is too clear, listen to the moon according to the building is the most distinct. Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.

The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling. Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.

3, the bright moon is in the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, according to my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

4, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Second, the poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties looks at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian). In the atrium, there is a crow in Bai Shu and a silent and moist osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng.

There is a bright moon in the sky tonight, and I wonder who will land in Qiu Si. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Drink the bright moon (Li Bai) from a pot of wine among the flowers alone, and I will drink it alone. No one is with me.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Ye Si (Li Bai) has such a bright thread at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Chang 'e (Li Shangyin) mica screen candle shadow is deep, the long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

On August 15th, jathyapple (Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty) looked at the moon and flew into the mirror, returning to his heart and folding his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.

The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.

A Moonlit Night Memories Brothers (Du Fu) Wanderers listen to drums and geese sing Qiu Ge. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

The moon (Zhang Jiuling), which is far away from the moon, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. When Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) first heard about Yan Zhengsheng, there were no cicadas, and the water 100 feet high reached the sky.

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. There is a bosom under the autumn night (Meng Haoran). Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.

The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.

What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. On the night of August 15th, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang). Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.

Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.

A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.

Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) turned to court in ten rounds, and took people to the corner alone this evening. Su E may not regret it. In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi), the moonlight is full of cold, and the silver people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? Looking at the moon in the pavilion on August 15 (Tang Juyi) Last August 15, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.

On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.

Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) shortened, first frost lost late, and the wind seemed to send the curtain wedding. Inclined trees are separated, and candlelight is full of fragrance. I love the sheng tune without hesitation, listening to the stars disappearing in the north. Who wants to reduce the coolness of school and noon? Guizi (Tang Pirixiu) Yuxing left the moon on the night of August 15th and found new flowers in front of the temple.

So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people. Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.

A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered. Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.

Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran. Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.

Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.

The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board. Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?

The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.

Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.

In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan. In the Mid-Autumn Festival (Mi Fei in Song Dynasty), the eyes were poor, Huaihai was wrapped in silver, and everything was red and cultivated.

If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) is too thin for a thick meal and too narrow for a dress. Autumn is already very cold for children. Do you know that huts are hard to get out, streams are noisy, stone beaches are halfway up the mountain, and I have never seen them on a moonlit night? 3. Singing the lyrics of the moon, Su Shi's "Shuidiao Tou" was drunk on the Mid-Autumn Festival. When did he write this article, the baby born from the bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon is in Huangzhou, and he swims in the water on a spring night. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.

Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.

The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.

According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.

It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.

Autumn night and the moon gathered and dispersed. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again.

In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed.

Arouse old worries. "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival" is sweet.

6. Poetry describing the night

Half the river rustles and half the river is red.

The setting sun is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night.

Sang Yu, don't be late, because there are still clouds all over the sky.

The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave the sunset among the flowers.

When will the sunset come back? Helpless, let the flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu.

Gu Teng old trees faint crow, small bridges flowing water, ancient roads and fine horses, the sun sets, heartbroken people all over the world.

The flat forest is vast and smoky, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms, and I miss the shadow of Lou Yuyao's shop. The sky shines on Qinhuai.

Zhu Lan alone at dusk, southwest crescent.

Attach two favorite songs.

The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are in no mood, missing the place and the blue boat.

Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless and choked up.

Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

This past year should be a good time and a good scene in name only.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born on the sea.

I travel thousands of miles with the waves, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, but it can't be seen on the white sand.

There is no dust in the sky, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but the Yangtze River sends water.

The white clouds have gone, and the green maple is sad.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The jade curtain won't roll up, so brush it back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

The swan goose flies for a long time, and the fish Long Qian jumps into the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and spring had not come back.

In spring, the river flows away, and it falls on the moon and leans to the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.