1, a modern poem describing the stars and the moon
Night, gradually coming.
God, it's still so gloomy
I'm waiting for you-lovely stars and moon.
You are so beautiful.
The moon is like a jade plate.
Stars, such as blinking.
But it's been a long time
Why haven't you come yet?
I want to:
You light up the forest.
You light up the earth.
But why don't you light me tonight?
I'm a little disappointed.
I thought it was you who became hypocritical
I'm in a dark corner
Waiting for your arrival.
The night is getting deeper and deeper
A few faint rays of light illuminated me.
look up
I am very happy.
The stars and the moon are coming towards me.
Appreciate the charming moon and stars.
I cast an admiring look at them.
They are doing their best.
Get rid of the dark clouds
Dedicate light to everything on earth.
I just know.
You are an honest and frank star and moon.
2, the stars and the moon
The moon can't sleep,
Wash your face in the galaxy.
From east to west,
Stroll through the nebula.
The stars are restless,
Blinking your thinking eyes and dreaming.
Finally dragging the light of wisdom,
Through the beautiful night sky.
3. Moon and stars
Countless stars hold you high.
I am one of them.
I played because of you.
You are the most intoxicating wine.
You are the most fragrant flower in osmanthus.
You are obsessed with the depths of the forest.
Listen carefully to the song of the stream.
Maybe I'm too ordinary
You always ignore me.
I am closest to you, and you are farthest from me.
But I'm still willing to light it for you
Committed to the responsibility of a star.
I am your ornament.
I am a grain of sand under your feet.
Actually, it's good to keep doing this.
In your holy light
I choose to be an ordinary star.
Choose silence and wait for night arrival.
Bathed in your efforts.
You'll never understand, loneliness ...
4. Stars and the Moon
The night sky is full of shining stars, flashing like fireflies.
Star, why are you hiding and flashing, flashing? Are you ashamed of yourself or are you not taken seriously?
The moon rose proudly in the night sky, and people praised it as a jade plate and a mirror;
Call it light and respect it as sacred. In people's eyes, there is only the moon, ignoring the stars.
The moon is not a jade plate, not a mirror. At the sight of the sun, it disappeared in shame.
Sometimes the body is incomplete, and sometimes it doesn't show its true colors. It just borrowed some sunshine and earned a reputation.
Stars are not small, how many light years. Space.
Because people can't see the stars in January, and the stars are big and bright. The moon is close at hand, and the illusion fascinates the eyes.
Stars, please show your true colors. Don't feel inferior and don't worry too much.
After the fifteenth and sixteenth, why are you still hiding in the clouds?
Give your light and heat! Light up the hazy sky before!
Stars are poems written by the moon.
The moon writes every poem on the stars.
Stars are poems written by the moon.
The wind shuttles between the moon and the stars.
Recite in a low voice
Immerse his little feet in ink at night.
Flip through the stars
Every poem touched him deeply.
Every poem makes him cry.
Moonlight caresses the stars with warm hands.
Even every look in his eyes is in my mind.
He forgot that he was lost, too.
What he wrote after reading with starlight.
Shiny all over the night sky
The stars fell and the poems fell to the ground.
The earth is reading with great excitement.
Meteorite fragments were bound into a book.
Shown between heaven and earth.