What are the five-character poems and seven-character poems describing the seascape on a summer night?

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

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

3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?

Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.

Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

Zhang from the Tang Dynasty? Moonlight by the River, the original text is as follows:

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

I drift thousands of miles, where 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, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon 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 is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

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 curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

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

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and 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.

Translation:

The river is mighty and connected with the sea, and a bright moon rises from the sea, as if spewing out with the tide. The moonlight shines on the riverside. The waves are thousands of miles away, and the moonlight shines everywhere on the Chunjiang River. The river winds around Yuan Ye, where there are many flowers and plants. The moonlight shines on the blooming trees like fine snow beads. The moonlight is like frost, so the frost cannot be observed. The white sand and moonlight on the mainland blend together and can't be seen clearly. The river and the sky are the same color, without any tiny dust, only a solitary moon hangs high in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the river, and when did the moon on the river shine on people for the first time? Endless, endless, only the moon on the river, year after year, always similar. I don't know who the moon on the river is waiting for, but the Yangtze River has been carrying flowing water. The wanderer slowly left like white clouds, leaving only the homesick woman standing in the parting green maple. Which vagrant is drifting on the boat tonight? Where is someone lovesick upstairs in the bright moon? The moonlight that keeps moving upstairs should shine on the dressing table of people who leave. The moonlight shines into the curtain of Sifu, but it won't open. It shines on her anvil and cannot be brushed away. At this time, I look at the moon but I can't hear each other's voice. I hope to shine on you with moonlight. Hongyan keeps flying, but it can't fly out of the boundless moonlight; The moon shines on the river, and ichthyosaurs jump in the water, causing ripples. The moonlight is clear and boundless, which also implies that fish and geese can't send messages. ) I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night. Unfortunately, I still can't go home in mid-spring. The river will run out with the spring, and the moon on the pool will set in the west. The slanting moon slowly sinks and hides in the sea fog, and the distance between Jieshi and Xiaoxiang is infinitely far away. I don't know how many people can go home by moonlight, but the setting sun is swaying and spreading all over the Woods by the river.

This poem was praised by Mr. Wen Yiduo as "the poem in the poem, the peak on the peak" and has fascinated countless readers for more than 1000 years. Zhang Yisheng left only two poems, which were also "a lonely poem, but it was written for everyone".