"The new moon is like an unstrung bow, clearly hanging by the blue sky. At that time, people don't say that the eyebrows of a moth are small, and the reunion of three or five people shines all over the sky." This was a passage from Du Mu's poem," Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night." It described the new moon hanging in the sky, and expressed his longing for his loved ones. I hope my recommendation meets your needs.