The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world is at this moment together.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
---"Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling
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