Under the Moonlight (poetry)

Text/Li Guguo Photo/From the Internet

A man, walking in the fields

Yue'er, it seems to read my mood

Light is also cold

Under every tree, there are shadows

Apply to

Patterns I can't read

Grandma, it's on nights like this

Walked away silently

Under the tree in front, faintly

There is her back

Always a layer of space apart

Seems to tell me, love

- Never left

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