This poem describes the bright moon’s translucent rays that are cast through the window in front of the bed. It is as if there were a layer of frost on the ground. As Li Bai raises his head to see the bright moon he sighs. He lowers his head in deep contemplation, beginning to yearn for his distant family and hometown. 13-year-old Jack loves poetry and culture. He built the Jack’s Art Studio and recorded his own art pieces. He participated in planning Art Without Boundary Event. He hopes to facilitate cultural and artistic exchanges among All people in the world.