-The crescent moon is like a silver canoe, moored amid the branches.
-The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning its romantic reverie.
-Full moon is like a yellow lantern hanging aloft the dark blue mountain range.
-The early winter moon, shedding silver light cold as ice.
-Bright and clear moon over the village and field, like a polished copper plate.
-The moon is a hypnotist, all things fall asleep quietly in its touch; the moon is an stylist , giving a set of silver evening dress to the land, and a silver nightcap to the river.
Several branches from an approximate square, and the moon is the middle, just a perfect picture with a frame.