Approx translation of the poem: "The moon, grown full now over the sea, Brightens the entirety of the Heavens. The lover resents a distant night, And the whole evening gives rise to longing." 《Gazing at the Moon, Longing from Afar》by Zhang Jiuling

I would just like to mention that so many Tang Dynasty poems, especially mid-autumn festival related ones, are depressing af. Pour one out for all those lonely poets 🫗