The swamp swells with the moon, while the torrent bends with the will of the mountains.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Jiang Yue's people are just a few feet away, and lanterns shine at night.
Today, people can't see the ancient moon, but they did this month.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The feast lasted until the moon disappeared in the high trees and the Milky Way disappeared at dawn.
The moon shines on the tall buildings, and the lights upstairs are swaying.
The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely.