Childhood moon
I have been in the city for a long time, and I haven't seen the round moon for a long time!
Reinforced concrete jungle, flashing neon, wild and noisy roar ... The so-called modern urban civilization covers my childhood and the moonlight in my hometown.
However, I am in the suburbs of Beijing tonight. When I walked through the dim light and fields full of soybeans and corn, the fresh wind awakened the sleeping memory, suddenly looked up and saw the long-lost moon!
This is a beautiful, fragrant and smooth moon. It is exactly the same as the moon when I was a child, the moon in my hometown and the moon in the countryside. A few years ago, I went to town from the countryside and bid farewell to the moon!
This is the moon of childhood. Its round face is full of children's laughter and endless puzzles. This is the most precious photo of my childhood. Through the dusty years, I miss my tears. Just, in this bright moonlight, can I still find the hide-and-seek haystack? Can you still find endless golden rape flowers? Can you still find the village where I was born and raised?
This is the moon in my hometown and the moon in the countryside. Along the ridge reflected by moonlight, the white horse in memory passed through the farmhouse where chickens barked and dogs barked, awakening the dream of dew wet. I vaguely saw my mother waiting for me by the roadside at the entrance of the village in the moonlight. My mother's call filled my memory like wine. ...