A thin figure stood at the window, looking at the plum tree in the yard lining the full moon in the sky, as if the branches of the plum tree were holding the bright moon; Autumn residual clouds float, the wind is cool, the moonlight shines on the bamboo forest, and the reflection is in the open space of the courtyard, just like the bamboo on the ground, and the cloud shadow is reflected in the bamboo forest, just like a layer of light smoke on the bamboo forest cage.