The moonlight is beautiful, and the loneliness of "bring my shadow and let the three of us" was written by the poet Li Bai; In the eyes of Dongpo lay man, "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of good scenery." Good wishes; The poet Du Fu looked at the bright moon and gently sighed, "How bright the moonlight is at home! "That deep homesickness melts in the moonlight and is given to relatives thousands of miles away ... In the same moonlight, people in different situations vent different emotions. And I, however, wandered in the moonlight sung by the ancients countless times, and lived all the bits and pieces in my memory.
Time is indifferent, the monsoon blows through the ancient floods, roams through the prosperity of the prosperous times, the fleeting years of life spent in the wind and rain, how many earth-shattering stories have become history, and how many affectionate past events have gone with the wind without a trace.
At that time, the ancient soldiers of Daqin fought for the territory of the Central Plains, unified and divided countries, and wrote the grandeur of Daqin Empire. Burning books and burying Confucianism also burned many civilizations and accelerated the demise of Daqin. That year, in the prosperous time of the Tang Dynasty, "rice is fat and white, and public and private warehouses are rich." It was prosperous for more than a century, but it collapsed in the Anshi Rebellion. The last sadness of the Southern Tang Dynasty, "The motherland can't look back on the bright moon", shed bloody sadness and looked at the moon alone in the imprisoned palace wall.
Once, in the blue misty rain, there was a bamboo umbrella on the broken bridge of the beautiful West Lake, which opened a romantic and rebellious love story for a pair of immortals. The distant Altair, the beautiful river girl, and the Qixi magpie, as a bridge, will meet overnight, and this kind of faithful love will last forever; "Don't hate the sea on the balcony, your wings are in tears in the become a butterfly." Affectionate and tragic ... how many infatuated men and women are moved and admired.
Too many old stories have scattered a period of tragic or prosperous years in the long river of history, but how many new words have been given to the old ones, which are affectionate or sweet or sad. "Today, people don't see Gu Yue. This month, they took photos of the ancients." On a clear moonlit night, sighs are still singing!
The wind of time swept away the old traces of many years. The old rain grew a little new green from the rubble full of past events and spread a little, becoming a landscape in the journey of life, while many old times completed their memories and recited those short stories in every rainy season.
Sunshine, a little warm and bright, walking on the road makes life simple and does not fall into the dust. Joy is joy, and if you hurt your tears, you will be unscrupulous. Listening to the rain and the wind under the moon in front of the court, half a cup of green tea and a bowl of coarse rice, looking at the loving eyes of parents before bed, holding hands with lovers around, and smiling faces of children in the distance. And these are also the simplest happiness in an ordinary people's world.
Walking in the world of mortals, listening to ancient epics and whispering in the chapters of life. Looking back, I left the scenery in the sun, tied it to the bottom of my heart, and prayed softly: I only hope that the years of grace will remain quiet and the years of rain will be fruitful. Looking back, although the mountains and rivers are far away, the old friends are still there. And if we are the most ordinary and insignificant beings in the bustling world, we all have a look back: you and I are actually quite happy in such a simple life!