General samples, different stages.

One is in the sky at the moment.

Put on the clothes of an open bird;

She did not spare her kindness,

Her gold and silver are all over the floor.

She didn't forget the glass in the Forbidden City.

Three seas have her beauty.

She jumped out of the clouds and into the tree.

Hiding in the new green vines again.

She is so delicate, so beautiful,

The fish at the bottom of the water is also drunk!

But something's wrong with her,

She always likes to consume small things;

Sometimes there are only stars in the sky,

Without that charming round face,

Although I will come back then,

But this lovesickness is a bit difficult!

What you can't see,

Although not to mention how gorgeous!

She also has a drunken smile,

There is also the exquisiteness of rotation;

She never lets people talk about generosity,

It's a pity that you can't see my garden.

What is precious is her infinite magic,

Often pass my mental wave to Korea:

I like the surge of silver waves,

There are silver bells in the waves accompanied by music;

It's just those ponytail bubbles,

It's better than carving jewels.

A perfect moon,

What's more, it will never be incomplete!

As long as I close my eyes,

She went to heaven!

Two moons by Xu zhimo

Moon rises

The sound of a carving returning to the nest.

There are fish jumping out of blue light.

There is a piano playing an old legend.

I don't know whose eyes.

Fall on the birch tree and blink.

Show wisdom and detachment

But it was thrown to the moon at night.

Infinite tenderness

It was also that night.

Those posted on the window

Grandma cut off the window grilles.

Wrapped in ice flowers

In my dream

It melted.

The island where the moon rises

When I was young,

I thought the moon was a disk made of white jade.

It is the fairy mirror of Yaochi, floating between Yun Ni.

Fairy moths and osmanthus trees,

Looming in the middle of the month.

Jade rabbit put down the pestle,

I don't know who this elixir is for.

But that damn toad,

Eating the mutilated moon, so dim.

Looking back,

Wu Ying's Houyi shot down nine suns.

Relieved the disaster for heaven and earth

Now who will save the moon,

Let it shine again, like before.

I can't bear to watch it anymore,

I can't bear to leave it alone,

But what can I do for it?

Only worry,

In a daze with pain.