Writing ideas: You can express your ambitions and wishes through the description and narrative of the moon. Express your emotions or reveal the theme of your work by depicting the characteristics of a certain aspect of the moon.
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I miss the moon in my old days.
In the clear sky, there is not a trace of dust, smiling gently, brighter than the dim street lights. The children love her, they are attached to Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit in the middle of the moon, and they are attached to the beautiful stories under the moon.
When I was a child, I studied painting. When I came home very late, my father always came to pick me up. On a winter night, the shop door closes early, the wind blows hard, and it's humid. Every time I walked around a corner, I would hold my father's hand tightly, fearing that there would be an evil figure hidden behind a dark tree stump... In fact, of course, there was nothing, only the slowly flowing moonlight quietly following the ground. . "Don't be afraid! We'll be home soon." Under the moonlight, my father would be a little softer, and the moonlight was the most reassuring at that time.
As I get older, there is a sentence: "If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old, and the moon will grow round if there is no hatred." The emotional and melancholy knot in the middle is only vague, but I still feel that this sentence is particularly moving. When I read it, it flows gracefully like the moon, leaving an inexplicable aftertaste in my heart.
So much so that I feel extremely happy every time I see the moonlight: The moon should have been so beautiful in ancient times! Are there people selling wine and lying among the grass and trees under the moonlight, floating with the moonlight? It should be the green feather tassel, someone misses each other under the moon. When I was young, I would also use moonlight to look for some historical moments.
"I looked at the bright moon, my pockets were empty, only my hands and dreams."
Later, when I was studying, the seniors in the next building always had hurried footsteps and Shen Yi's words. background. Sometimes, when the heavy rain stops, the bright moon that has not been seen for a long time stands in the night sky. Then, there was a pause and a sigh of relief.
“Look, today’s moon!” pointed to the female companion, “Well, it’s so round!” I responded with probably too many words included in it! Then they walked briskly through the playground, through the woods, and across the pond - "It's time for self-study again in a while." The moon moved slowly as they moved forward, casting the shadow of innocence and dreams.
What I love most is the moon in the river. Facing the summer breeze, the long queue of people on the embankment is slowly squirming. It’s not that I want the coolness of the river, my wife and daughter, arm in arm, walking side by side or jogging, sometimes leaning on the railing and looking at the other side, sometimes walking slowly and talking softly. The clinking of glasses in the teahouse, the aunts in the center of the square making serious gestures, the people selling sugar paintings on the roadside, the people fishing for small fish, even the sparkling moon waves in the river are boiling and shining brightly. It's not eye-catching anymore, but isn't it cute? Let the river flow! Don't you want it to carry the shining moon waves to another warm place?
When there are young people, there should be the brilliance of poetry and dreams, and there are noisy people laughing, pursuing, and living.