Stars,
Shining in the sky,
Shine your own light.
Like a bright spot on a dark curtain,
Is so dazzling.
At night,
Light beam,
Shake the whole city,
Shake your own style.
Like a beam of light under the stage,
That's how it stands out
Ah,
Where is the stage they form,
Who's performing?
Is it the moon?
Is it a fairy?
Is it a fairy?
My mind is full of questions.
Maybe the moon,
So,
She must be playing Xiao,
Sound, music,
With the bright moonlight,
beauty ...
Maybe a fairy,
So,
They must be dancing,
Turn over your sleeves,
Accompanied by elegant dance,
fairy ...
Maybe a fairy,
So,
They must be playing guqin,
Dancing fingers,
With the long piano sound,
graceful ...
How I wish I could like it,
Listen,
What a beautiful performance!
Well,
Will never forget. ...
Poetry about Night 2 On a beautiful night,
The breeze is blowing gently.
Look up,
Looking at the starry sky,
That little star,
Just like we are primary school students,
Some are alienated and some are close;
That one is the brightest.
Just like our teacher,
Instruct us how to make ourselves brighter;
The moon that bends in the middle,
Like our parents,
Let's play in his arms.
Keep your head down,
Look at those lush green trees,
Every green leaf,
Like all of us,
Efforts should be made to absorb nutrients;
That street lamp,
Just like our teacher,
Give us a bright light in life;
That sturdy trunk,
Like our mother,
Let us grow up happily;
That tall canopy,
Like our father,
Give us shelter from the wind and rain.
Another breeze blew,
I feel so happy. ......
Poetry about the night 3 Sunset on the Western Hills.
The stars are smiling.
Nawan crescent moon
Bend like a sickle
The bird entered the nest.
Horses sleep slowly.
The rabbit is enjoying the moon in its nest.
Fireflies play with lanterns.
Night in the country
How interesting
The night wind blows gently.
Blowing the gentle cry of insects
That meteor
Slates that cut through the night sky.
Disappear into the vast universe
Pursue new dreams
Whose door?
A group of people get together to chat.
Let an old story
It's slowly spreading.
The night is getting deeper.
The whole village went to sleep slowly.
There is only one puppy.
Poetry about the night 4- 1
Loose moon shadow
The earth covered with floating frost
Like a dream.
Fade like a flower
Behind the blurred clouds
The story of Chang 'e is hidden.
Talked for a long time.
Finally dressed as the night wind.
The branches trembled with the heartbeat.
Falling water droplets
Freeze in a dream
Disappear in the cold winter night
Only the waning moon
Just willing to patronize and dance with the wind.
Let the grass of life
Separated from dreams on winter nights.
A heart
Stop in a lonely figure.
two
Ye Yuanshang
The sunset took away the last light.
Only for the world.
A half-asleep night
The night wind gently blows the heart.
A homing bird
listen to
The remaining branches swayed in the wind.
A faint wind chime
Night travels far.
Sparse wind
Can't blow away a trace of sadness
earth
There was silence.
This half-asleep night
How can I cross the river?
three
Silence in the moonlight
Let the mind rest all night.
Tears can also collect love.
I heard.
The sound of cattle fighting in the night river
Will it come here?
Will make me at night
A little more impulsive.
I quietly accept the wind.
Accept all the heartbeats in the still night.
Tears are more than tears.
Where are you? Where are you?
When can I step on the waves?
When can I
In my heart
Surging thoughts
At night, the stars twinkle quietly.
Count the stars, the child is long gone.
Only I am still in the river at night.
guard
The night is so quiet.
Teach me how to face silence
four
No wind blows the heart flat.
No snow can hide the yearning for flowers.
Turbid air
Play games with broken branches.
A clear night
Looking at the tearful candlelight by the bed
I want to imprint my love on my heart.
Forget all the sadness.
Let the eyes from the window
All the way through my window
In the whole world, only the mind has a little space for itself.
Put the feeling of tears
On a blank piece of paper in your mind.
I just want to be alone in my life.
Such a night dream is also a scam.
In the sky of memory
Floating across a few pale clouds
my heart
Spend the night in winter
Looking for the sadness of the world
five
It's best when no one is around.
Poetry
Looking for distant inquiries in silence
Even in the warm season.
Better get rid of it, too
On a dreary day
Listen to this heartfelt call
Missing is the sea.
No impulse
Breed desire
It's best when no one is around.
Listen to music.
Screaming years
Take happiness as the fulcrum
Looking for melancholy
Preferably at night.
Life is a dream.
Dreams are also a kind of life.