Thoughts of the Moon (written on the Mid-Autumn Festival)
Mt. Pei
Midnight in mid-autumn,
There is no cricket chirping yet,
There are no frogs crowing,
Without the hustle and bustle of traffic,
There was so much silence all around.
There is no wind,
The leaves cling to the branches and are motionless.
Moonlight spills through the gaps in the leaves that are not fully grown,
on the ground
And the silhouette of a leaf is printed on my body.
There were two cats walking by,
They walk lightly,
Gently,
The tail did not dare to be high.
Walking with their characteristic "cat step",
Afraid of alarming the moonlight disappeared in the flowers.
Looking up at the night sky,
How do stars not blink?
Is it with me to stroke the moon,
Thinking about the past?
Looking at the laurel tree in the moon,
Hear Wu Gang's endless sound of chopping trees?
Looking at Chang'e with wide sleeves,
Jade Rabbit opened her red eyes.
oh
Not so quiet above the moon?
The moon is like a disk,
The moon is like ice,
The ice tray moves slowly.
Why is the moon round tonight?
Why is the moon so bright tonight?
My heart was washed clean by the moonlight at this moment.
I felt like I was in the sky.
A meteor suddenly crossed the sky,
Could it be that this meteor can't stand the loneliness,
To the multitude of the earthly world,
Want to hear how the moon is praised and described in the world?
Or was it thrown out of the night sky?
I asked the vast sky.
A breeze drifted the silhouette on my body,
Look at the Milky Way that seems to be pouring down,
Are the Cowherd and Weaver Girls dreaming on the moon?
But the people have exhausted the words of praise,
Chant the moon.
And how many classic verses,
Sing the moon!
The crescent moon is surprising,
Like welcoming the rising sun,
It's the pen of the literati,
bent the moon,
became a nursery rhyme for children,
It became the enlightenment of painting for children.
The moon shuttles through countless galaxies and is slowly rounded, brightened, and smoothed,
Shake in a glass of white wine.
Like a full moon like ice,
How much joy it brings to people!
Lantern lanterns of the Lantern Festival, mooncakes of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The full moon is a symbol of family reunion,
The crescent moon is peace and tranquility
Bright moonlight,
Or the love snuggled up in the flowers.
Isn't it?
Before the flower, the moon is down
Lovers hug each other,
Looking at the bright moon
Heart-to-heart,
A solemn pledge of love.
The moon is like ice,
Let those who wander the world,
Push the cup to eliminate sorrow,
Homesickness is cute.
The girl imagines herself as Chang'e in the moon,
Lovesickness,
Put yourself in the field
It's deserted in the Moon Palace.
The handsome man smoked the wine
Looking up at the bright moon,
Lovesickness,
Singing "Take your dowry",
sighed that you can't "be a little lamb" and can't meet in Aobao.
Beautiful men and women hate the moon, why should there be a lack of clouds and sunshine,
Let the love thread continue to be unclear?
……
The moon is like a disk,
The moon is like ice,
"Disk"
It's reunion,
Reunion is the vision.
"Ice" is cool,
Cool is cold,
Qing Qing cold cold "Guanghan Palace".
Heavy thoughts,
Ignorant,
Such a bright moon,
Reach out and hold a handful of silver light.
No wonder people fall into it:
joy
Sad
reunion
nostalgia
Stunned in the moonlight,
Have fun in the moonlight.
Rising stars in the East,
Morning dew,
The moon dimmed the light.
Suddenly, I realized:
Why have you forgotten,
The brightness of the moon
Is it a gift from the sun?
Editor: Yan Jingping "White Waves"