Modern Poetry
Where the Moon Rises
————Author: Xiaodao
The Moon Rises
There is the sound of eagles returning to their nests
There are fish jumping out of the blue light
There is the sound of piano interpreting ancient legends
Many unknown eyes
p>Falling on the birch tree in a blink of an eye
Revealing wisdom and arrogance
At night
But leaving it to the moon
Infinite tenderness
It was also that night
Those posted on the window
The window grilles cut out by my grandma were wrapped in ice flowers and melted in my dream
(Sartu: the name of a place in Daqing City, Mongolian means "the place where the moon rises")
◇Tang Dynasty◇
The moon surprise in the Mid-Autumn Festival Then,
Some people were panicked.
The moonlight fell like bullets.
It hurts people’s hearts.
Wearing a dark blue cloak during the Mid-Autumn Festival,
Is that my bulletproof vest?
People hide in every happy place,
Conquering people all over the country overnight.
The Mid-Autumn Festival makes people strong.
Everyone was eating mooncakes.
The mooncakes looked like landmines.
We have been plotted by the moon.
Singing the coming of cold and the coming of summer,
covered with bruises.