There are heavy curtains under the moonlight and the breeze is full of flowers. Doubt is that the moon is not the night, and the forest is as sparse as autumn.
The moon is full of birds, the moonlight in the spring stream is drunk, and the flowers are blooming.
In the middle of the month, the mist is long and white, and the fishing lights outside the bridge are on. In the late Qing dynasty, crows looked at the leaves, pushed the window and fell between the branches.
The moon palace opens above the cloud steps, and it is fragrant at night. The moon flies away from the sea of clouds, and the lights shoot out the ice curtain fire dragon.
The moon falls all over the sky with black hoof frost, and Jiang Feng looks far and wide and worries about sleeping on the moon and the stars, and the clouds break the frost and the north is late.
Moonlight adds to the beauty of spring, and reed wind is better than bamboo wind. The moon rises above the East Mountain and wanders between bullfights.