★ The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the Milky Way, blinking. ★ A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.
★ The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate. ★ As the full moon rises, a soft smile appears on her silvered face.
★ The bright full moon has been lifted to the sky by the distant blue mountain. ★ The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
★ At night, it is very quiet. A full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth. ★ An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.
★ The full moon is like a yellow lantern, lifted from the eastern horizon and hung in the sky. ★ At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.
The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in a long white gauze dress, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.
★ The moon is like a newly married daughter-in-law. Just coming from the eastern horizon, she shyly got into the leaves and hid. ★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.
★ The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, lifting the veil to reveal her charming face for a while, and the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight. ★ The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.
★ At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow. ★ In the morning, the waning moon is like a pebble that has lost its luster and is thrown in the horizon.
A crescent moon, like a white pear flower, quietly opens in the light blue sky. ★ The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.
★ The moon is like a bow, winding in the sky. ★ A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It's as white as freshly extracted silver.
★ A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, sticks out from the dark mountain peak. ★ A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.
★ A crescent moon is like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upwards, rowing on the calm lake in the middle of the night, which gives me a feeling. ★ A crescent moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, and the water-like clear light shines on the earth.
★ The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches. ★ Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal.
★ The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating. A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.
★ A silver hook in the night sky sheds infinite brilliance. ★ The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth with a sweet smile.
★ Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches. The crescent moon is like a silver boat.
★ The curved crescent moon outside the window looks like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky. ★ The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like barracuda, lively and lovely.
★ The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air. ★ The moon has risen, flushed and dizzy, as if someone had provoked a red lantern from the eastern horizon.
★ The moon has risen, like a freshly dehydrated ice tray with no dust. ★ Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.
★ A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is beautiful. ★ The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.
★ The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.
★ A ray of clear and soft moonlight shines on the windowsill through the window, just like silver plating. ★ The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.
★ The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving a glittering and translucent jade. ★/the full moon on kloc-0/5 is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.
★ Leng Yue hangs its branches high, and the bare branches are rustled by the cold wind. The moon in early winter, cold, pours ice-like Yin Hui from the west.
The moon finally rose to the clear sky, dazzling white. ★ The moon rises from the edge of the forest and emits cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields extraordinarily white and makes people feel colder.
Thousands of stars are like pearls in the night sky, shining with the light of Yin Hui. ★ As night falls, the blue sky is dotted with countless little stars, flashing as if inviting people to travel in the vast space.
★ Without the moon, the stars twinkle like dew on a big lotus leaf.
2. When I was very young, I used to snuggle up in my grandmother's arms on a moonlit night and listen to her colorful talk about the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, I was covered with moonlight, hiding under the melon shed where mosquitoes buzzed, and whimsically eavesdropping on the love story of the cowherd and the weaver girl. Especially when I was playing hide-and-seek in the moonlight as a child, my friends and I were puzzled: should I go with the moon or not? No matter where I go, it is always with me, and it is so close and kind, turning full of tenderness into silver words, silently falling on us and gently stroking our innocent faces. Perhaps it is these feelings that unexpectedly opened the prelude to my love for the moon.
The moon, always with the color of missing, always accompanied by care and sadness, has a long history. "The sea changes and the moon is bright, and the sky is * * * at this time." "He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home will be brighter!" "The line at the foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and it sank again. I suddenly remembered my home ... How many people are attached to the moon and how many relatives yearn for it. In my heart, the moon is a true confession, pure and beautiful; It is also a string of sincere and warm blessings!
In the moon palace, there is a lonely Chang 'e, the moon, which has become the embodiment of loneliness. The moon will not vent its emotions with heat like the sun, nor will it tempt the frequency of looking back with a palette like a rainbow. The moon, no, really not. The moon is gentle, affectionate, romantic and persistent. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many unruly lovers have been conquered and how many sad stories have been interpreted.
The tired moon is hiding in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars as if watching.
The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the milky way, flashing. A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.
The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate. The full moon is rising, and a gentle smile appears on her silvered face.
The bright full moon was lifted by the distant blue mountain and rose to the sky. The moon, round, is like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
At night, it's very quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth. An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.
The full moon, like a yellow lantern, is stirred in the sky from the eastern horizon. At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.
The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.
The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just came up from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.
The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, and unveiling her charming face for a while, so that the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight. The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.
At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow. In the morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, which is thrown in the horizon.
A crescent moon, like a white pear, quietly opens in the light blue sky. The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.
The moon is like a bow, bending in the sky. A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It is as white as newly refined silver.
A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, protrudes from the dark mountain peak. A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.
A crescent moon, like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upward, crossed the quiet lake at night, giving me a feeling. A crescent moon is high in the deep blue sky, and the clear water shines on the earth.
The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches. Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal.
The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating. A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.
A curved silver hook in the night sky emits infinite light. The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth, with a sweet smile.
Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches. The crescent moon is like a silver boat.
The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky. The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, lively and lovely like barracuda.
The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air. The moon rises, red and dizzy, as if someone had stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon.
The moon has risen, like a newly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, without any dust. Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.
A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is very beautiful. The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.
The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.
A soft moonlight shone through the window and on the windowsill, as if it were plated with a layer of silver. The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.
The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving behind glittering jade. The full moon on the fifteenth day is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.
Leng Yue hung its branches high, and the cold wind blew the bare branches. The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out Yin Hui like ice from the west.
The moon finally rose to the clear sky, dazzling white.
4. Good words and paragraphs about the moon; The moon is clear and windy, and the moon is boundless. Blue Hebi hangs in the blue sky every month, and the shadow of the moon is dancing and moving. The moon is full of fine flowers and quiet as water. The moon is on the eyebrow, the moon is as high as a mirror, and the moon is on the side. The moon is white, the wind is clear, the moonlight is like silver, and the moon is like a cage.
The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the milky way, flashing. A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.
The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate. The full moon is rising, and a gentle smile appears on her silvered face.
The bright full moon was lifted by the distant blue mountain and rose to the sky. The moon, round, is like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
At night, it's very quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth. An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.
The full moon, like a yellow lantern, is stirred in the sky from the eastern horizon. At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.
The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.
The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just came up from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.
The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, and unveiling her charming face for a while, so that the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight. The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.
At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow. In the morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, which is thrown in the horizon.
A crescent moon, like a white pear, quietly opens in the light blue sky. The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.
The moon is like a bow, bending in the sky. A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It is as white as newly refined silver.
A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, protrudes from the dark mountain peak. A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.
A crescent moon, like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upward, crossed the quiet lake at night, giving me a feeling. A crescent moon is high in the dark blue sky, is it clear? What is the symbol of the tomb cloud? The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches.
Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal. The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating.
A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance. A curved silver hook in the night sky emits infinite light.
The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth, with a sweet smile. Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches.
The crescent moon is like a silver boat. The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky.
The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, lively and lovely like barracuda. The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air.
The moon rises, red and dizzy, as if someone had stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon. The moon has risen, like a newly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, without any dust.
Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her. A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is very beautiful.
The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time. The moon went out to sea.
At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean. A soft moonlight shone through the window and on the windowsill, as if it were plated with a layer of silver.
The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn. The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving behind glittering jade.
The full moon on the fifteenth day is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright. Leng Yue hung its branches high, and the cold wind blew the bare branches.
The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out Yin Hui like ice from the west. The moon finally rose to the clear sky, dazzling white.
Good joke: The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river. A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.
Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of smiling fairy eyes like stars, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches. I looked up again, and the moon was more beautiful. Half a silvery white plate is hanging in the sky, and there are several flashing lights in the boundless sky. I don't know whether it is the stars in the sky or I am already in the sky. The black night curtain gradually hangs down, and various stars, big or small, bright or dark, are painted on the cloth curtain.
There are still some clouds that are not clear and are on cloud nine. These seem to be guards, waiting for the moon princess to come again. Here comes the moon. It first walked into the hall in a pale orange evening dress and said hello to everyone.
We were walking in the street, and the moon jumped naughtily over the treetops, hid under the eaves, and suddenly swept the roof and jumped over the low wall. It danced a beautiful and rhythmic waltz quickly and flashed in front of my eyes at a brisk pace.
It seems to show off its superb skills to win applause from countless audiences. The night is getting deeper. When the moon reappeared under the eaves, it had already put on a bright white dress and was radiant in an instant.
The moon is ripe. It no longer plays, but keeps walking quietly in front of us. The moon came out, revealing more than half a smiling face, so the sky became silvery white and clear, and many looming stars gathered around the moon and shone on the clear water-like earth.
The moon invited me to walk alone in the garden, listening to the rustling of leaves.
5. Good words and sentences about the moon The waning moon is like a bow, the new moon is like an eyebrow, the full moon is like a mirror, the light moon is veiled, the willow tip is on the moon, the moon is full of sunshine, the moonlight is hazy, the moonlight is sultry, the moonlight is sparse, the moonlight is bright, the moonlight is bright, the stars are holding the moon, the moon is in my arms, the meteor is chasing the moon, the moon shines for nine days, and the moon is thousands of miles away, and the wind and flowers are blooming. There are few stars in the moon, but the full moon is well spent. The full moon is round, and the lack of the moon is round. Before and after the flowers, the sky is dark and the wind is high, and the sun and the moon enter my arms, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. The moon must be near the water tower first, pregnant with chickens, round, bright, short and round. Before flowers bloom, the sun and the moon will change with each passing day. If the moon is a mulberry, it looks like the end of the year. The wind scatters the moon and reflects the water, and the moon is like a thousand miles. The moon cuts clouds, the wind and the moon are boundless, the snow is clear, and the moon is bright. The upper part of Wende Bridge is blue. The old man hangs in the blue sky, the moon is falling, the shadow is dancing, the moon is moving, the shadow is moving, the moon is covered, the moon is blurred, the moon is full of flowers, the moon is shining, the moon is shining, and it is in Leng Yue's sad wind, sun, moon, moon, flowers, shame, full moon, bright, new moon, like a hook, which is unfair. Moon, moon, moon, wind and moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, moon, if the moon is complete, it will be lost. When the meteor catches up with the moon, Tian Yuesang is beautiful. At the end of the year, the moon will be gone. The moon mirror will be full of flowers. The wind and the moon will flow like a thousand miles. The moon will be cut. The wind and moon will be boundless. The moon will be white and windy. The moon will become bright. The full moon is lost. The meeting will change day by day, and the province will try the moon for a long time. Spring flowers and autumn moons catch the moon in the water, and the breeze and the waning moon are in Xiao Yue. The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if watching. ★ The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the Milky Way, blinking. ★ A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky. ★ The moon opened her eyes wide and looked kindly. Very much like polished copper plates. ★ As the full moon rises, a soft smile appears on her silvery face. ★ The bright full moon has been lifted to the sky by the distant blue mountains. ★ The moon, round, like a spinning wheel, is spinning her romantic reverie. ★ The night is quiet, the full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth. ★ A round of apricots. Throw the reflection into the lake. ★ The full moon, like a yellow lantern, is stirred in the sky from the eastern horizon. ★ At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace is sprinkled on the earth like silver fog with moonlight. ★ The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in a long white gauze dress, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silvered face left a gentle smile through the willow branches. ★ The moon is like a newly married daughter-in-law, only now. Then he shyly got into the leaves and hid. ★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight. ★ The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, lifting the veil for a while, revealing a charming face. The whole world was soaked in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight. The moon is too bright. It illuminates the earth with snow, trees, houses and streets. The hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow. ★ In the morning, the waning moon is like a pebble that has lost its luster and is thrown in the horizon. ★ A crescent moon is like a white pear, quietly blooming in the light blue sky. ★ The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river. ★ The moon is like a bow. Hanging in the sky in a curved way. ★ A crescent moon rises from the distant Woods, as white as freshly refined silver. ★ A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, sticks out from the dark mountain peak. ★ A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with blue light. ★ A crescent moon is like a boat, and the sharp bow is tilted up in the middle of the night. Send me a feeling. ★ A crescent moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, and the water-like clear light shines on the earth. ★ The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches. ★ Half a moon hangs obliquely on the top of a locust tree, like an orange petal. ★ The moon is as small as a hairpin and charming. ★ A hazy moon looks like a cicada in a transparent cloud. Sprinkle infinite light. ★ The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth with a sweet smile. ★ Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches. The curved crescent moon looks like a silver boat. ★ The curved crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky. ★ The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds. Lively and lovely. ★ The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, curving in the pure air. ★ The moon rises, flushed and dizzy, just like someone fanning a red lantern from the eastern horizon. ★ The moon rises, like a freshly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, spotless. ★ The Moon Girl rises, as if quietly talking to the little stars around her. ★ A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few strands. That's great. ★ The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time. ★ The moon goes out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly, covered in water, and let the passionate sea wash it clean. ★ A ray of soft moonlight shines on the windowsill through the window, like silver plating. ★ Moonlight, like a horse.
6. Good words, sentences and paragraphs describing the moon: silver plate, Yin Hui, Qinghui, ice plate, ice wheel, jade hook, Chanjuan, bright, soft light, Yuhuan, jade wheel, jade plate, crescent moon like eyebrow, waning moon like bow, crescent moon like hook, Leng Yue like ice, full moon like plate, bright moon like mirror, moonlight like water, jade plate. The sentence describing the moon is beautiful. As night falls, the blue sky is dotted with countless little stars, flashing as if inviting people to travel in the vast space.
The moon rises from the edge of the forest and emits cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields look extraordinarily white and makes people feel colder. Thousands of stars are like pearls in the night sky, shining with the light of Yin Hui.
3. The moon finally rose to the clear sky, dazzling white. 4. The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out Yin Hui like ice from the west.
5. Leng Yue hangs its branches high, and the cold wind blows the bare branches. 6. The full moon on15 is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.
7. The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving behind glittering jade. 8. The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.
9. A soft moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the windowsill, as if it were plated with a layer of silver. 10, the moon is out to sea.
At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean. 1 1. The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.
12, Moon Girl Rose, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her. 13, the moon rose, like a newly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, free from dust.
14, the moon rose, flushed and dizzy, just like someone stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon. 15, the crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air.
16, the curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like barracuda, lively and lovely. 17. The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky.
18, the curved crescent moon is like a silver boat. 19, under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of smiling fairy eyes like stars, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches.
20. The crescent moon is curved, like the sweet mouths of girls.
7. Enjoy the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The moon is full and osmanthus blossoms. This year's osmanthus is particularly fragrant and beautiful!
Today, the full moon is another day when cicadas gather thousands of miles away.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my childhood memory is a sweet moon cake, a friend's game, a firefly in the dark, and a happy dream for one night. Although I already know the name of my hometown in my mother's mouth, my hometown is so far away, just like the moon in the sky. Eating a moon cake is the truest feeling.
After several life changes, I finally returned to the north from the south and my hometown. Every Mid-Autumn Night, homesickness fades away. After all, after living in my hometown for a long time, I often forget my home, laugh at the lack of flowers in the full moon, and get drunk in winter, summer and Mid-Autumn Festival. For Jiangnan, which once gave birth to itself, I only remember the hazy smoke, blood like kapok, jasmine fragrance and palm swaying. There is also a small firefly on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
5. Yes, I left my hometown that is not my hometown, but I didn't learn the local accent that is not my hometown; I grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, but I have developed the character of a hero who drinks Jianghu. So far, I don't know whether I should be a prodigal son who misses boats or a ranger who misses horses.
6. The night is cold, and the moon is like a silk screen. I really want to break it with a knife and make it into a string of thoughts. With my humming and a melodious song at the moment, I will send it to a distant place with the wind and accompany you to have a beautiful dream every lonely night.
When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine. I hope people live a long life.