Tang poems about Mid-Autumn Festival

(Tang) Li Park

The white spirit rises up in the sky in a precious mirror, and there is no sound of immortal music among the clouds;

A full round of autumn colors is shared equally, and a thousand miles of cloudy streets are brightly lit for a long time;

The cunning rabbit falls from the outside of the strings, and the devilish toad does not come to life in front of me;

The spiritual hewers intend to make a promise to work hand in hand with each other, and wait for the Milky Way to be thoroughly cleared.

Playing with the Moon on the Fifteenth Night of the August Moon

(Tang) Liu Yuxi

The sky will be the moon tonight, and it will wash the world again.

The summer has retreated from the nine skies, and the autumn is clear.

The stars have given way to brilliance, and the wind and dew have given way to crystal.

The world of the world can be changed, and it is the Jade Palace.