Brahmin Citations · The Moon Rises

The moon rises, and a round of jade halo surrounds the Chan ring.

The wind blew through and I couldn't sleep all night.

Even if the lovesickness is long, it flies down a hundred flowers.

Distant gaze of the garden, thousands of miles of dust and smoke.

Silk sound and elegant strings. Pluck it out, dance fairy.

Let's wait for the expression of joy and singing.

The east wind will go, bring some, and the bamboo will be spread.

Earnestly, righteous and cloudy.

The text of "The Present Collection" (230) The moon rises on the hand, please wait a while,

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